The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 776

Leopold swiftly replied, "Just you wait. Others may not be able to track you down, but The Fate Order can. With the right price, there's nothing The Fate Order can't do."

The Fate Order?

Nathan sported a dismissive look. The people at The Fate Order were just a bunch of brutes who relied on brute force to take down their targets. Meanwhile, he killed with strategy.

Even though they were both assassin organizations, he looked down on The Fate Order's barbaric method.

Nathan responded, "I'll say it again-those brainless muscle-heads can't find me. No one in the world can."

After saying that, he closed the chat and ended the conversation. Just as he picked up his cutlery and reached for the food, a horn rang out in the distance.

Nathan instinctively looked outside and spotted a cab in the distance speeding toward his location at around 75 mph. He was a little shocked.

On a city road like this, the speed limit was 40 mph. Was the cab driver nuts? Why was he going so fast?

other cab drivers gathered at Rolling Meatball Kitchen

and did an emergency swerve, pulling over at the restaurant's entrance. All eyes in the restaurant were on the cab. They were curious to see who

back passenger door opened, and a man got

that Matthew? Why was

never expected Matthew to find

moment, he felt every hair on his body stand up,

owner of The Misfortune's Veil had

mix of expressions. Some looked surprised, some looked confused, and some stared back at him as if

caught the terror in Nathan's eyes. He instantly knew this was the person he was looking

that his legs felt like jelly. People weren't aware

shadows, holding everyone's fate in his hands. At his word, The Misfortune's Veit assassins would pour out, and anyone

as good as dead. Watching Matthew approaching

was closing in on

at the window. The glass broke, and the shards scattered on the floor.