The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 709

Quentin picked up on the anger in Vernon's voice and knew that he always followed through with his words. Matthew was out of luck to tick off Vernon. His entire family was going to be wiped out soon.

After a pause, Vernon looked up at the tall chimney. Noticing that it was completely quiet, he frowned. "How come production's halted? Now that I'm here, we need to get things going again. Get all the workers back to the factory."

Quentin readily worked on the task. "I'll notify Julian to make sure the factory workers get back to work."

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At Silverbrook Village, there was a small yard with its door wide open. Matthew came out of the yard and made his way to the village entrance.

An old man flying a kite squinted. His eyes lit up for a second before the spark faded away. He was already in his twilight years and therefore walking unsteadily like he could collapse at any moment.

like he was too old to move his legs properly. He held a wet kite string in his hand, water dripping

the height of power lines. The kite was top-notch, and it was so light that it took

Matthew, the kite string suddenly slipped from his hand,

kite string was tossed toward Matthew's legs. The

the spool of kite string. The spool spun as it flew

the old man's neck. As the kite flew up, a gust of wind sent it drifting south, and

started shaking before collapsing to the ground. He shouted out

young man playing basketball saw this from a distance, his face going pale as a sheet. His

observed until nothing else showed up. Then, he

steadily at a slow pace. He moved out of the way

man dribbled his basketball as he walked over to Matthew. Just as he got closer, the car sped

man missed his target