The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 797

As soon as Matthew said that, he grabbed a nearby chair and approached Clement.

Terrified, Clement backed away until his back hit the wall. Watching Matthew approach step by step, panic surged in him. "Don't kill me! You can't kill me!"

The sound of Matthew's footsteps echoed in the private room. The murderous intent in his eyes intensified as he slowly raised the chair while inching closer.

Clement felt as if death itself was walking toward him, and he nearly broke down. He shouted, "Matthew, y-you can't kill me. You've already killed my brothers. I'm the only son my father has left! If you dare to kill me, he'll do everything to get revenge on you!"

Matthew's eyes darkened with resolve as he continued to close the distance.

Clement shouted, "Stop, Matthew! Don't come any closer! Don't think that just because the assassins can't kill you, the Fuller family can't do anything to you. They have connections to real big shots! They know martial arts families as well. If you dare kill me..."

With a swift motion, Matthew brought the chair crashing down. The air sliced with its descent. At once, the chair shattered into pieces.

Clement's head split open. He swayed before collapsing against the wall and slowly sinking to the floor.

and across his neck. It was a gruesome sight. Clement's legs twitched before falling still with his

aside the broken piece of the chair's

spun through the air before landing on Clement's lifeless body and rolling away

standing outside, peering in from a distance. He reached out and shut the

out his phone, he dialed Dominic's

...

Dominic stood at attention. His face showed a

"Don't be so tense. I just called you over to

his phone rang. But he remained rigid, ignoring

side and sat down. "Go ahead and take

sorry. I'll turn it off right

to shut it off. But the moment he glanced at the screen, he was

the change in his expression, waved him

finally picked