Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3226 The Evil of the Gloam Division

"But unfortunately for you... your time is up."

In the darkness, the eyes of the two patrolling soldiers widened in fear, their first instinct to scream for help. But a large hand had already clamped down over their mouths, forcefully twisting their heads to the side. Crack!

The sharp sound of bones snapping echoed in the night as the light faded from the eyes of the two Gloam Division soldiers. Their lifeless bodies slumped to the ground, and Mortimer dragged them into a nearby bush before continuing his stealthy advance.

As Mortimer passed by various rooms, he began to feel a twinge of regret. He should have kept one of the soldiers alive to extract information about the Gloam Division's leadership locations before killing them.

Not far ahead, two more beams of light pierced the darkness. Mortimer's eyes gleamed. It seemed fortune was on his side.

"D*mn it, those b*stards are inside playing with women-if not, the brothels and here we are, stuck patrolling," one of the soldiers grumbled, his flashlight lazily sweeping back and forth.

"No choice, man. We didn't grease the right palms. Let's finish up this patrol quickly so we can take a break."

Division soldiers chatted casually, unaware of the danger creeping

make you bribe him?" a raspy voice asked from the

fox is always looking for ways

"No women, no money..."

shouldn't be

on their shoulders. "No need to

uniforms over their heads, their voices muffled as they stammered, "Sir,

such straightforward men within the Gloam Division, especially ones who believed that hiding their faces might save their lives. "Where

Hale

residence. His

answered quickly. Then, as if remembering something important, he added, "Sir, the Gloam

considered their words, his mind racing. These soldiers seemed different from the Gloam Division's typical corrupt and brutal members. For a moment, he debated whether to let them live. But then his sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a gold watch on one soldier's wrist. Despite being cleaned meticulously, it

said