Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 1158

Chapter 1158 The Woman With a Red String Tied Around Her Ankle

Instead of dodging Robbie's kick, Matthew forcibly swung his fist at him, punching him right in the sole of his foot.

With his leg nearly crippled by Matthew's punch, Robbie was forced to move several steps back. After steadying himself, he looked at Matthew with a hint of wariness in his eyes. "I never thought you're proficient in martial arts. Hmph, I like fighting martial arts practitioners like you!" he said. Then, he charged at Matthew again, attacking him repeatedly with his fists.

Matthew frowned slightly. This Robbie's quite a capable fighter; his fighting skills are better than those of Brock, the man whom I met before, he thought. Still, to the current Matthew, Robbie's fighting skills were too weak, and he knocked Robbie to the ground in less than three moves. Without wasting his breath, he then threw all the men who had beaten Ed up earlier out of the window in front of Robbie. These men must die for harming my sworn brother!

After Matthew left, Robbie got up with the help of his men. One of his men moved closer to him and asked in a quavering voice, "What should we do now, Robbie? What about we call the crown prince?" Robbie, who was in a foul temper at the moment, slapped the man across the face right away. "Do you have a f*cking death wish? Are you tired of living, calling the crown price at this time? Don't you see what time it is right now? Do you dare to spoil his mood while he's having fun?"

man hung his head, not daring to speak anymore. Everyone knew very well that no one could bother the crown prince while he was having fun. No matter

hurrying

the first-floor master bedroom was in a mess as several pieces of clothing were scattered everywhere. Some of

seemed to be in his thirties,

slender legs looked so perfect that she easily made countless female celebrities who were known for their beauty pale in comparison. Moreover, the woman had a red string tied around her left ankle. On the red string was a small and worn brass bell that

the woman, Robbie immediately lowered his head, not daring to continue looking at her as his heart thumped. When he came to the second-floor bedroom, he found that the door was still closed. As he dared not knock on the door, he had no choice but

and the big and tall man came out in a nightshirt. The bedroom door was

pretended to lower his head while secretly peeping at the

morning sun shone on her breathtakingly gorgeous body, making her look like heaven's greatest work of art. A look at her body was