Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2517 Malachi Calls for Reinforcement

Malachi's eyes turned bloodshot as he held onto his loosened molar. "F*king hell, that hurts. How dare you f*cking attack me?! Just you wait; none of you will walk out of Hulwin alive today!" After swallowing a mouthful of blood, he stormed out of the banquet hall, clearly intending to call for reinforcement.

Until his figure completely disappeared, Stellan, who had been wearing a constant smile, regained his normal expression. "Don't mind him, Mr. Larson. That was Malachi Yarwood, a wastrel from the Yarwood Family. He thinks he's above everyone else, always acting arrogantly because of his family's influence.

"I've been fed up with that kid for a long time, so you can imagine how satisfying it was for me when you slapped him. You've really helped relieve some frustration."

Matthew couldn't help but admire Stellan's quick change of attitude. One moment, he was bowing and scraping, and as soon as Malachi left, he put on a different face and started kissing Matthew's *ss. However, considering the larger context he was operating within, Matthew could understand. If he couldn't play his cards right, Stellan wouldn't have managed to stay in the position of a seemingly influential but essentially powerless president for so long.

It was simply the way they survived in this environment. There wasn't much for Matthew to say.

Without responding to Stellan's words, Matthew simply stated plainly, "It's getting late, and I should rest. If there's nothing urgent, Mr. Warrington, let's end it here today."

understood. "Your accommodations have already been

League, Malachi made his way to The Trillium Casino, which was under the Yarwood Family's name.

went straight to the backyard and called out, "Grimsby, Scuttle, gather some people

Grimsby rushed over, bowing and scraping. Seeing the palm print on Malachi's face,

I got beaten up by some Martial League guard from out of town.

he spoke, the gamblers and smokers in the courtyard, who were playing cards and drinking, stopped in

it, I'll rip their f*cking

became noisy, and the commotion caught the

the noisy

of you want to

the thugs became visibly disheartened in response. Watching over the place all night was the most exhausting job. But Valentin's words were like royal decrees, and they wouldn't dare utter a word of dissent. The

to the Martial League's banquet hall to celebrate my girlfriend's birthday. But I got slapped in the