The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 757

Set the entire Wealthstone Building on flames? Was Matthew really going to do that?

Anson's legs went wobbly out of fright, and he had to hold onto the windowsill to keep himself steady. He nervously asked Lyndon, "What do we do now, Uncle Lyndon? He's setting the building on fire from the first floor, and we're stuck on the tenth. Are we going to be burned alive?"

Lyndon was so mad that he started cursing, "That bastard! He's actually burning down the building. That's just twisted."

Anson couldn't believe Lyndon was swearing at a time like this and quickly reminded him, "Let's figure out a way to escape, Uncle Lyndon. If we don't act fast, the fire will reach us."

Lyndon pointed at the office door. "Let's move. We can take the elevator down. The one to the 15th floor is shut off, but we've got one that goes straight to the tenth floor."

Anson was sweating bullets out of panic. "The first floor is in flames, Uncle Lyndon. Taking the elevator down won't help us escape. We need to think of another way fast."

Suddenly, a phone started ringing. Anson glanced over and saw that it was actually a call from the tablet Matthew had taken with him. He picked it up, and Matthew's face appeared on the video call.

He burst out, "Are you out of your mind, Matthew? How dare you torch Wealthstone Building?"

Matthew looked calmer than ever, speaking slowly and steadily, "I'm as cool as a cucumber. You burned down half a building to take my life, so I'll burn the whole place down for you. Guess I'm way more generous."

"That's my family building

get hung up on whose building it is. All you need to know is I'm burning

"Just you wait. I won't let you

your talk for when you make it

to escape, Anson excitedly shouted, "If you can use the curtains to get down, then I can do it as

Anson spoke, he started pulling down

leave right away after setting the

popped open the trunk, reaching for the Nightwrath sword. He looked up at the

Matthew did, tying the curtains at

simple parachutes in no time. Then, he

air came rushing in. Anson shrieked

steps before he

seeing this, Lyndon quickly shut the window. He was also holding a makeshift parachute made from the curtains, but he lacked the courage to jump. "I'm too scared to

Lyndon and shouted, "If we don't jump, we'll be roasted alive. Stay if you

Matthew below, holding a longsword on the ground and looking

fucked! Jumping won't save me.