The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 168

At her most desperate moment, a glimmer of hope suddenly emerged. In an instant, Jenny cried tears of gratitude.

With a trembling voice, she said, "But Matt, they outnumber us. They have five people, and they're all going against you." Matthew clenched his fist slowly. "I can handle them alone."

Upon seeing Matthew's resolve, Liam's face contorted with disdain. "You should mind your own business. The siblings are useful to me, so I won't kill them. But you're worthless to me. If you dare to intervene, I'll make sure you'll meet a gruesome end!" Matthew stood in front of Jenny and Cosmo, his gaze locked on the four burly men who were approaching them. His eyes were as sharp as knives.

His murderous aura erupted fiercely, filling the air with a chilling sense of death!

Liam, upon seeing Matthew's silence, bellowed in anger, "Kill him!"

A burly man with a tattoo on his neck picked up the pace and closed in on Matthew. With a leap, he aimed a knee at Matthew's chest, shouting, "Die!"

Matthew sidestepped to the left, avoiding the strike. He then unleashed a powerful punch with his right fist that carried the force of an avalanche, squarely hitting the burly man's chest.

A muffled sound echoed as the burly man's massive body was sent flying backward. The three other men behind him hurriedly retreated.

With another dull thud, the burly man landed on the ground like a sack of potatoes. The three men were startled, unable to tell whether their companion was dead or alive.

a dark figure appeared before them, catching them off guard. Before they could react, they

later, all three collapsed to the

frozen in time. The silence was so loud that even the faintest sound

noise

the three

times. The eerie sound reverberated in the silence, making it clear

She bit her lip to keep herself from crying out. The rapid,

what had just happened. Moments ago, his four bodyguards each a martial arts expert, were very much

them laid

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floor.

of fear surged through him, flooding his senses. His

Matthew approach, his presence was as ominous and cold as the Grim

he shouted, "Stay... stay

"Why? Because

the wall, he had nowhere else to escape to. He pleaded desperately, "I... I'm a descendant of Jenson Kane, just like you!" Matthew's tone dripped with