Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 3490 The Source of the Goods

A steady voice rang out from the distance.

A man wearing dark sunglasses emerged from the factory ahead. Dressed in a form-fitting camouflage suit, he exuded a quiet menace with his commanding presence. "I've long heard about you, Mr. Larden," he greeted with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. Matthew studied the man as he approached. In a calm tone, he asked, "Mr. Laurent?"

"Haha! That's just what my men call me," Laurent replied with a dismissive wave, indicating that Matthew could call him whatever he preferred. "You can call me Laurent if you prefer."

Matthew responded with a faint smile but offered no specific reply.

"Please, Mr. Larden, come in," Laurent said, gesturing toward the factory.

He led Matthew inside.

The factory's interior was a stark contrast to the empty expanse outside. Everything was arranged with meticulous precision, reflecting Laurent's personality-disciplined and calculated. "Take a seat," Laurent offered as he motioned toward a plush couch.

He sat down across from Matthew, placing a cup of tea in front of him with a genial smile. "So, Mr. Larden, may I ask what brings you to my humble corner?"

Matthew took a moment, his long, slender fingers tracing the rim of the teacup. His voice was measured, almost casual, as he spoke.

my eye," he began. "Coincidentally, I'm on Ore Island to purchase construction supplies and assorted goods. When I asked, I learned that those

sliding from its sheath. "So, I came here to ask-are those materials produced

calm demeanor belied the chill that

closely, a flicker of unease in his

deal over nothing," Laurent

idly tracing the edge of the porcelain

had no intention of dancing

faint sound-szzt-cut

first glance, the porcelain teacup appeared unchanged. But as Laurent's curiosity grew, a sudden

Laurent's expression shifted to

table wasn't

was forged from reinforced steel Even gunfire would only leave a dent, not carve an opening. Yet, with nothing more than

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eyes darkened, a mix of awe and trepidation clouding his gaze as he looked at Matthew. Matthew wasn't just asking for answers-he was demanding them. And if Laurent hesitated,

weight of the situation

the Viper Crew suddenly sold me a large shipment of premium construction materials. Those tarps came with the shipment. That's all I

as formidable as Matthew-a man whose strength was clearly leagues beyond anything he

in silence,