Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3177 He's Matthew Larson!

One by one, figures dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, with shiny silver long knives strapped to their backs and precision firearms in their hands, jumped down from all sides. Their guns were raised, the dark muzzles aimed at Matthew and Sylvan. Oswald, sitting in his chair, sneered as the Morley Family's years of trained assassins arrived. The night's outcome was already sealed-Matthew was doomed.

Matthew looked at the black-clad figures surrounding him and then at Oswald. "Old Mr. Morley, don't you know how serious it is to privately possess firearms?"

Wherever one was, having such a large number of weapons was a grave matter. Matthew's gaze under the mask gradually narrowed, wondering how many hidden weapons the Morley Family might have.

"Huh, you're but a coward who hides behind a mask. Who are you to speak so audaciously in my manor? Possessing firearms? Did any of you see it?" Oswald's gaze turned toward the guests on either side, filled with threat. "Oh no, my eyes suddenly went blind!"

"Good Lord, I've caught your blindness! I can't see anything either."

Some guests voiced their disinterest, while others continued eating and drinking as if nothing was happening.

dared to agree with Matthew, they would leave the manor lying and never up

firearms. Be careful, or I'll accuse you of defamation." Suddenly, he paused, covering his mouth. "I'm so sorry. I forgot you won't be walking out

Oswald and his guests think that Matthew had lost his mind. Matthew glanced around at the assassins, and a smile emerged beneath the

sword light cut through the air, and the once-aimed assassins'

Thud!

from the assassins' necks. Oswald's previously smug face turned stiff as he stared at the hundreds of assassins he had painstakingly trained, all now lying

eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Matthew

well, since you want

I'll

lightly, è slowly removing the