The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 591

The room was engulfed with silence, and Kenneth watched in horror as Eugene fell onto the floor.

He couldn't believe it-this was Eugene, after all. Kenneth had personally witnessed Eugene take on ten men at the same time and made all ten of them flee in humiliation.

Eugene had never been hurt by his opponents, yet he was down with just a single move from Matthew. He slowly supported himself by the wall and got back up while he coughed.

Then, Eugene gritted his teeth and endured the constrictive pain from this stomach as he said, "You-You... Why didn't you use the Iron Fist? How dare you use your legs... How could you be so devious?"

Matthew became somewhat speechless upon hearing that—he didn't understand why Eugene was so sure that he would use the Iron Fist. But he still did as Eugene wished and said, "Fine then. I'll use my fists to send you to hell!"

Once he had finished speaking, he strode over to Eugene, who went pale yet again out of fear. His stomach was twisting in pain, and he felt all of his energy getting sapped out of his body.

"You... What are you trying to do? Have you thought it through? I'm from the Titanium-Legged Morris family in Mistvale City, and the Evans family will have to suffer from the nightmare you bring them if you were to even hurt me a little.

"Stop! Do you really wish to see the Evans family fall into misfortune?"

held onto his neck and looked at Matthew in horror as he slowly fell to

a murderer. It frightened Kenneth so much that he backed away until he hit the wall with

We've never interacted before this, so there aren't any grudges

said, "Who said we're clear of any grudges? You stole

could I have taken anything from you? Tell me what it is-I'll pay you ten times

along, Matthew was waiting for this very phrase, and now that Kenneth had said it,

he said, he turned to look at Levi, who got so scared that

formula, but it has nothing to do with me. I... I'm not familiar with him." But knowing that he couldn't clearly explain things clearly, Levi could only vague

a moment's hesitation.

so why don't you take a seat and wait for a bit while I retrieve it for you? I'll brew a

spoke, he

take a seat. Then, Matthew sat down and stated coldly, "Someone of my standing doesn't deserve to sit at your table. I'll follow you up

profusely apologized, "I'm sorry. I was too

some coffee as

too."