Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 1926

It was a dark room, the air of which was filled with the stench of something rotten. The room was almost claustrophobic, and random items and trash were strewn across the floor. A single bed stood in the center, and an old man lay on top, fast asleep. Matthew made his way to the bed and stared at the old man. He seems to be in his seventies. Wrinkles littered all over his face, and he looked unkempt thanks to the lack of good care. His beard and hair were tangled, not unlike what a tramp looked like.

Matthew stared at the man for a while, then he left the room quietly. Once he closed the door, Matthew whipped his phone out to text Edmund. I need the families here ASAP. But alas, no reply came from Edmund, not even after quite a while.

Matthew's heart sank. He tried to escape the corridor, but before he could do anything, someone jumped at him. The attack was easily evaded, but then a few more silhouettes joined the fray, surrounding Matthew. He leaped into the air and got out of that predicament.

Now he found himself back where he started. Slowly, the door behind him creaked open. The old man Matthew saw earlier stood behind the door, staring at him darkly. "Damn the gods, Larson. You still found me. I thought this was the perfect hiding spot," the man said. That voice belonged to none other than Lord Voodoo.

few dozen men appeared

enemies, frowning. Then, he turned his sights to Lord

die. You've been a thorn in my side long enough. Today will be your end." "You think these fools can kill

Once she established herself as the leader, I told my friends to take off and come with me.

It would be hard to take just ten of them by himself, let alone

You think the families are going to rescue you?" He sneered. "They won't. We got rid of your little henchman. Nobody knows you're

out of hand the moment Edmund didn't text back, but