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.

if any of them dared to agree

No one saw any firearms. Be careful, or I'll accuse you of defamation." Suddenly, he paused, covering his mouth. "I'm so

emerged beneath the mask. His hand slowly moved to Bloodreaper, channeling spiritual power. "What are you doing? Drop it!" Eldridge noticed Matthew placing his

Bloodreaper, no longer wanting to continue the charade. The white sword light cut through the air, and

Thud!

stared at the

were bloodshot as he stared

well, since you want

I'll

so badly, I'll grant you this dying wish." Matthew chuckled lightly, è slowly removing the mask from his face. The once-restless guests fell silent