The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 737

The Misfortune's Veil prided itself on how stealthy its members were. Nobody ever saw them coming.

At this point, Matthew had eyes on everyone's every move. That was the scariest part. Farrell had to get to the bottom of it.

Reaching into the piles of tools behind the door, Matthew found a hammer and made his way toward Farrell. "You're thinking way too highly of yourself. I only need one person to handle people like you."

Farrell's tired old eyes went wide with shock as he exclaimed in disbelief, "How could that be? There's no way one person could keep tabs on a dozen experts skilled at tracking and shaking off tails-unless he's some sort of a wizard."

Matthew couldn't be bothered to tell Farrell that Caleb had eyes everywhere, with a hundred cameras feeling him live visuals as if he were seeing everything himself.

Holding the hammer, Matthew coldly remarked, "Go ask the devil yourself in hell!" Watching Matthew close in, Farrell shouted in panic, "Stop him!"

As Farrell finished his sentence, two burly men-each about six feet tall-stepped out from the crowd. It was obvious at first glance that they had gone through serious training.

One of them held a collapsible baton, casually swinging it around. It sliced through the air with a whistling sound. The other man was toying with a short blade that was about one foot long.

weapons, they stood in front

Misfortune's Veil never uses violence to get the job

I'll give you a chance. Tell me how you've been tracking us,

expression darkened. "Know your place! It's you who isn't getting

stated, "You can't possibly think you stand a chance against The Misfortune's Veil's Twin Titans, Matthew. I'm not interested

as he approached Matthew with a scoff. "You're out

at his head. He didn't expect Matthew to make the

clang, the hammer struck the baton, knocking it aside. Nothing stood

head with a thud, sinking halfway into

Colby's body collapsed. Blood gushed out from the wound on his head like a fountain,

to murder people through staged accidents, so most

violent

still in shock, Matthew swung his hammer sideways. Panicked, Rudy Fulton instinctively raised his knife to block