Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2950 Near Crisis

Under the veil of a moonless sky, darkness reigned supreme, cloaking the landscape in obscurity.

In the distance, headlights pierced the night, prompting the men's eyes to narrow with apprehension.

With a swift, practiced motion, they readied their firearms, prepared for any eventuality. Even the henchmen paused in their task, hands poised over their weapons.

From the shadows emerged submachine guns, gleaming ominously in the dim light, their purpose clear.

Their strategy hung in the balance, teetering between covert success and open conflict. Plan A offered a chance at discretion, but Plan B stood ready for confrontation, risking all to ensure the cargo's delivery.

Yet, with danger lurking at every turn, success remained uncertain, failure a grim possibility. And in this treacherous game, discovery meant certain death at Isambard's hands.

thickened as ominous thoughts swirled. If only Old Master Cosby were here, they'd sense the danger looming! The flames

fire on this chilly night?" The leader, Moby Kingston, hailed from Thorneville, a fresh face in the prince's ranks. Moby

draw their guns. A silent standoff ensued, the air

walk, nothing more," Isambard's trusted man spoke up, masking his intentions. He vowed silently to act if Moby's crew

next time, bring a torch. It's pitch

relaxed, exchanging relieved glances.

After Moby and his companions walked away, they immediately extinguished the torch. "You go inform Young Master Larson about this, and we'll monitor the movements of these

they exchanged swift words

back, huddling behind a boulder. Peering out, they watched Isambard's crew, hearts racing. Suddenly, they sucked

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crown prince fielded a call, he made no effort to conceal it, adopting a

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