The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 650

Julian jolted in fear as the icy cold muzzle pressed against his forehead. He had never foreseen death knocking on his door so soon.

As a merchant with a net worth of hundreds of millions and a prominent status, Julian had countless people trying to curry favor with him. Even some influential leaders had to show him respect. He never expected a lowly villager to press a pistol against his head.

It was like a dream, but there was no mistaking how real the muzzle felt against his head. He didn't even have time to think things through before he began haggling for a chance at life.

"D-don't shoot. You can't kill me. We haven't got any bad blood between us. You can't just kill me!"

A cold glint flashed in Matthew's eyes. "So you can kill me, but I can't do likewise? Does that even make sense to you?"

Seeing that the killing intent was still strong with Matthew, Julian said, "You're here to solve a problem. Killing me won't solve the problem. Didn't Kingston mention that there is a pollution problem? We should solve the issue of pollution first. State your condition! I'll agree to anything!"

Matthew responded frostily, "Killing you off will solve the problem. I don't believe anyone will dare set up a factory here again."

Julian felt his heart being plunged into icy depths. He was so scared that he screamed, "Don't kill me! There's no point killing me! I only hold 5% of the factory's shares! The real owner of the factory isn't me! There's someone else behind it!"

a ridiculing look. "Who are you fooling? You're able to become such a wealthy man from only

was quick to

5% of the profit! I'm only wealthy because of how high the profit is! One of our cancer treatment drugs, for example, is sold at

what he heard. He was aware that the challenges of producing

of the treatment was pretty low. But he never expected the cost to be so low. They were making such a huge profit out

they were still unwilling to invest in proper wastewater treatment, causing so many

the urge within him to kill Julian. "You fucking

gunshot was heard, and a spark flashed at the muzzle. A wound that oozed blood appeared on Julian's arm. He let out a blood-curdling shriek like one that a beast on

Julian's head once again. "I shifted the muzzle downward slightly. I might

dare to mess with them. They are truly a

they? I'd like to see

he had been a merchant too. But in comparison to these people, he felt like what he'd been involved in was

he was facing now was an entirely different side of society. It felt like something that would take place somewhere that the sun couldn't reach, somewhere that was constantly