The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 184

The men surrounding Tracy were taken aback, seemingly stunned by Matthew's sudden attack. They didn't know what to do.

John realized he was dealing with someone genuinely powerful and quickly reached for the gun tucked behind his waist. Matthew kicked his arm, and it snapped at an odd angle, causing chills to run down everyone's spines. John howled in pain and cried, "My arm! I'm dying! How did you know I have a gun? You... You're in big trouble now!"

Matthew snapped his other arm and said coldly, "Even a fool would be able to see something bulging by your waist. I'm not the one in trouble. You are. Now, talk. Which company's getting you to purchase all these herbs?" John's face twisted from the pain, and he howled. Then, he roared at his lackeys, "Are you guys dead or something? Fucking get him! He's gonna kill me!"

The men's eyes were filled with fear, but they still charged at Matthew, shouting, "You're gonna die for daring to hurt John, you asshole! We'll kill—"

The shouts stopped abruptly as the men were sent flying. Matthew darted toward them and swiftly gave them each a punch.

The punches were like bullets being fired as they created gunshot-like noises. The men landed before Tracy, making the ground rumble and dust billow. Tracy couldn't help trembling with fear as she stared at Matthew in horror. It was only then that she realized he was much stronger than she'd imagined.

He approached John again. "Tell me who you're purchasing these herbs for! If you don't, I'll snap your legs. And if you still refuse to talk, your dick will be next!"

or fear. "I- I admit that you're powerful, but you can't afford to offend these people. You

enemy out of them! Listen to me

glinted coldly as he stepped on John's knee. The snapping of the bone rang out crisply, and

contained horrifying strength. John cried out in pain before shouting, "I'll

A charity organization? Matthew

but feel

does a charity organization have to do with traditional herbs? You'd better think about the price you'll have to pay for your

in sweat from the pain, which washed over him in waves and went

the truth.

charity, but they're not exactly kind souls. I- I've seen them commit murder before, and their methods were

fainted before he could

driver and forklift operator. "Get the herbs out of the truck and drag these people

hurriedly did as told before carrying John into the