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!"

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

head by a hammer. There was a loud bang that sounded before

a bloodbath in this tiny room, and all across the floor were corpses dyeing the floor

Farrell was so frightened that his voice shook as he spoke. "I'm already 72 years old, and I've got nieces and nephews too. Please just spare me—I don't

single 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 who hired us, so you

continued to walk up to Farrell. "I don't care how old you are, nor how many people you have in your family, and

Matthew ignore his pleas, Farrell steeled his heart and fished out his phone before showing Matthew its screen. "I'm on a video call with the owner of The Misfortune's

facial features, including his hair, except for his eyes. Those eyes were sharp and cutting, and as Matthew went closer to the screen, the man asked, "Are you

halted in his tracks and looked at the masked man. "Are you the owner of

But if you hurt him even

the hammer landed right on Farrell's

Farrell's hands, but Matthew kicked it up with his feet. It then quickly bounced upward, and Matthew aimed the camera at Farrell's

of anguish as he stared at Farrell's

shouldn't have killed him, Matthew! Do... Do you even know who he