Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2531 The Thieves on Warly Hill

In reality, Warly Hill consisted of three high peaks that were connected together. One of them served as the resting place for the Slob Family's ancestors, while the other two were abandoned and would've beer completely overlooked without the discovery of the mineral vein.

Matthew and Evander arrived near Warly Hill together. Before they even got close to the hill, they heard a clamor of voices.

"Hurry up! Are you guys in the prospecting team here just to idle around? Stop dilly-dallying! At this rate, when are you guys going to finish your job? And where is the mining equipment that you guys from the equipment department are supposed to get? I told you guys a week ago to get the equipment ready. Why hasn't there been any news about it?"

Upon entering the area, Matthew spotted a leader wearing a red safety helmet standing on a large rock. The leader was holding a megaphone and urging the workers with a fierce expression. Below him were the workers, who were busy with their respective tasks of cleaning up and prospecting, resulting in a scene of bustling activity.

As Matthew approached, the leader on the large rock noticed his presence. "Who the hell are you guys? The Yarwoods are in charge here, and outsiders are not allowed to come closer. Get lost!"

His loud scolding drew the attention of all the workers toward Matthew. In an instant, silence descended upon the scene. In no time, a dozen or so burly thugs dressed in black uniforms closed in on Matthew in a menacing manner. "Sir, this is the Yarwoods' territory. Please get out of here at once."

he looked at them. "Oh? The Yarwoods' territory? If my memory serves me right, this is

faces of the burly men instantly turned gloomy at his words. "Are you

know nothing about causing trouble and all that. I'm just stating

for trouble!" As soon as these words were spoken, the man heading them raised his

the opponent had struck, he naturally wouldn't go easy on them either. He turned sideways, swiftly dodging the punch while simultaneously striking his opponent in the

Crack! Crack! Crack!

sound of the sternum breaking to pieces was clearly audible. The burly man was sent flying backward and ended up falling to the ground with a

brat touch someone from the

rest of them immediately joined in, and over a dozen fists came raining down on

a series of loud screams filled the air. When the crowd looked closer, they saw the thugs clutching their arms with pained expressions. In each of their forearms, there was a tiny bloody hole that was