Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3102 Matthew Shows Up, and Marcus Makes an Appearance

"Mr. Zedbar, it's been a while since we last met. How have you been?"

The person's voice preceded his actual arrival.

Zedbar found the voice vaguely familiar. Meanwhile, the two figures had already leaped down from the cliff, which appeared to be more than 300 feet in height.

After the shaking subsided, everyone present was alarmed by their actions. Anyone capable of jumping from such a height was reckless or highly skilled. The two strangers clearly belonged to the latter category. "Protect Mr. Zedbar!"

Soldiers from the Xavier Regiment swiftly turned their guns, aiming directly at the swirling dust before them.

Meanwhile, another group of soldiers tightly guarded Zedbar.

As for Floyd, he took advantage of the chaos and broke free from the encirclement.

"What's wrong, Mr. Zedbar? Don't you recognize me?"

As the dust slowly settled, Zedbar finally saw the face of the approaching person.

Initially, his eyes widened in disbelief, and his expression was filled with astonishment. Then, his gaze soon turned fierce and menacing.

"Matthew? It seems that you have come to seek your own death. Today, you'll breathe your last in this very spot. Hahaha!"

Matthew shook his head disdainfully and chuckled. "You want to kill me?"

not that I underestimate you. Do you even have

showing complete indifference to the threatening gun

by Matthew's mocking words. He glanced at Floyd nearby, his gaze fixed on the remote control in

me like that. It was just a scare tactic. This is just a toy I picked up on the way here," he

gazes, the remote control thudded to the

silence, Zedbar's expression

commanding almost a hundred thousand soldiers, he would be fooled twice by the same person

veins

his fists tightly in anger, and the sheer force caused his body to

no longer cared to consider the repercussions of killing

only wanted to execute Matthew on the spot, even if

even brighter as

Zedbar. Instead, he turned to

Marcus, I really need to thank you for your help this

spoke, the man behind him slowly

polite,

harm caused by the

polite pleasantries, Zedbar's frantic mood

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