The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 145

The creepy Heretic Medic asked, "Don't believe me?"

Matthew remained silent, growing even more cautious.

Seeing that the Heretic Medic was about to make a move, the burly men nearby looked extremely uneasy and began to inch toward the door. They desperately wanted to escape.

Seeing this, the Heretic Medic smirked and said to them, "Don't leave just yet. Let me show you the one-handed technique I've been practicing."

Terrified, the men stopped in their tracks and dared not take another step.

The Heretic Medic nodded in satisfaction, then walked toward Matthew. "Where should I strike you with my finger?"

Expressionless, Matthew sensed that this person had driven himself mad with his unethical research.

He was talkative for a crazed researcher.

But seeing the fear in those men's eyes, he knew that the Heretic Medic was strong and ruthless.

Matthew relaxed his body, loosening his muscles as much as possible. He remained mentally alert. As long as he wanted to, his fists and limbs could transform into the most powerful weapons capable of delivering fatal blows.

strong man like me, you're just a waste of space. Even if you fought with all your might, you wouldn't pose a threat to me." While speaking, he continued

Medic suddenly lunged at Matthew with a

kicked his foot out

ten feet back. He crashed

blood spilled out from it as if it

pool of blood soon formed on

fell into

Medic's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at

gaping. The shock was more intense than

how weak the Heretic

mumbled, "How could

your arm isn't

as he continued clutching his chest. He scanned his surroundings, then crawled toward the

en

die. I just need to replace a few organs and get a blood transfusion,

see him crawling toward Jenny's brother. He rushed forward and

order to save himself, he intended

Medic's face

pale as he groaned in