The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 738

There was a hint of surprise that ran through Matthew's blood-crazed eyes when he heard Natalie's excuse. It was ridiculous, per se.

She was the female assassin who had tried to kill him by dropping a few flower pots on his head from the balcony. Yet, she wanted to shamelessly use her identity as a woman to avoid repercussions now that the tables had turned.

Matthew couldn't bear it anymore and lashed out angrily, "Who the fuck cares if you're a woman? Men and women-they're all the same in my eyes!"

As he spoke, Matthew walked toward Natalie, stepping on the corpses strewn across the ground.

Natalie was so frightened that she trembled as she said, "I'm just a pitiful soul who got swept up in their schemes and became an assassin. Please, let me go. I know what I did wrong."

Then, Matthew stopped before her and asked, "Do you think you're a reasonable person?"

Natalie then nodded. "I am, really. I'm usually pretty rational, and I only ended up as an assassin because I got deluded by them! I wasn't thinking straight back then. Please, just let me go."

Matthew said coldly, "Since that's the case, It's only reasonable if I killed you after you tried to kill me! Stop begging me for mercy if you're as reasonable as you say!"

yelled out anxiously, "I... But I'm a

was hit on the head by a hammer.

had witnessed a bloodbath in this tiny room, and all across the floor

like hell. Matthew turned and made his way toward Farrell, saying, "It's your turn now!" Farrell was so frightened

customer, but I'm making an exception for you. It's the Fuller family from Mistvale City who wants you dead. They're the ones

"I don't care how old you are, nor how many people you have in your family, and even less of the ones who

Matthew its screen. "I'm on a video call with the owner

phone screen was a man wearing a Joker's mask, which hid all of his facial features, including his hair, except for his eyes. Those eyes were sharp and

masked man. "Are you the owner of The Misfortune's

masked man nodded. "That's right-I'm the owner of The Misfortune's Veil. Let Mr. Kuhn go, and I'll spare your life. But if you hurt him even a little, you'll immediately be listed as

landed right on Farrell's head, easily

his feet. It then quickly bounced upward, and Matthew aimed the camera at Farrell's corpse once

trace of anguish as he stared at Farrell's body for a very long time, as if time had

of a sudden, he roared out in rage, "You... You shouldn't have killed him,