Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3005 Despair

The once lively banquet had now fallen into a cold and eerie silence as they stared at the cooling corpse by Matthew's feet.

A massive head was displayed right at the center of the hall. Its eyes were still wide and defiant even in death.

"That's Matthew. He's Matthew!"

The guests felt a chill run down their spine as they sobered up. Sure enough, they finally recognized the sword-wielding man standing before them.

Instantly, all the mercenaries and assassins instinctively reached for their weapons. One had to admit that these men truly didn't let the weight of inebriation slow them down at all. That's the target!

Although there weren't any official bounties posted for this man through their channels, it was an open secret that several wealthy elites wouldn't mind having Matthew's head! Alas, they couldn't even take a shot at him when his figure blurred before them. Coupled with their compromised vision, they couldn't shoot him without firing on one of their allies. That shadowy figure flitted across the hall, effortlessly navigating through the frozen crowd.

His lightning-fast movements left everyone in shock as they tried in vain to follow his next step.

In the end, they could only see him clearly by the time he made it on the stage while 30 or more Blue Whale Mercenary Corps members sprawled on the ground.

What just happened?

fear was waiting for them once they did. Their

guy even

Matthew seemed to be a wolf on the prowl whereas they were fat,

him hungrily couldn't do anything but regard him with terror-tinged

the fact that they weren't a

stand as he said, "Hello, Mr. Larson. I'm Black Rose's Deimos. To

arched a brow as a cold smirk appeared on his lips. "I've been bothered by people eyeing me like a slab of meat. Why don't you tell me why I'm here,

smile faltered as he quickly understood the

go after

the casualties in the face of such

your line of

Yet, not a single one of you registered yourselves. Don't

of menace glinted in the

as he hastily blurted, "Wait, Mr. Larson! The Black Rose gives up on the bounty! We'll retreat and never step foot into Cathay's

schemes of resistance after witnessing Matthew's one-sided massacre of the Blue Whale Mercenary Corps. Several eyes sharpened as they turned to Matthew, awaiting his response. It was obvious that Deimos had voiced their unspoken sentiments. Those who had boasted online about how they would bring glory and riches

gaze across the hall and slowly shook his