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.

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

"So, I

the chill

regarded Matthew closely, a flicker of unease in his eyes. This man is

Laurent said with a strained chuckle. "Those tarps are hardly anything

had been idly tracing the edge of the porcelain teacup, suddenly stopped. His gaze

the West Montiria Islands, this was the most significant lead Matthew had uncovered. He had no intention of dancing around the matter any further.

next instant, a faint sound-szzt-cut through the air, drawing Laurent's

But as Laurent's curiosity grew, a sudden

Laurent's expression shifted to

This table wasn't just

carve an opening. Yet, with nothing more than a casual stroke along the cup, Matthew had sliced into it like a knife

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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

the weight of the situation pressing down on

tone measured, "not long ago, Shaun from the Viper Crew suddenly sold me a large shipment of

leagues beyond anything he had encountered.

listened in silence,