The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 877

Looking down at her chest, Siren recalled how Matthew's heavy foot had stomped down on her, ruining the voluptuous chest she was so proud of. The crushing pressure and the power that held her down were terrifying.

As a man, Matthew fit the typical stereotype of being wild and rough, almost like a beast. But he...

Siren stared at her impressive, perky chest and rounded hips. With a figure like that, even women couldn't help but take a second look, but Matthew didn't fall for her charm. It left her feeling at a loss.

A car was driving down the road when it suddenly stopped.

Matthew floored the gas, frowning without saying a word. Was he really letting Siren go just like that? Did she actually believe she'd die in a hundred days? When he left, he didn't even ask for Siren's name, age, address, or contact info.

It wasn't that Matthew didn't want to ask, but he wanted to look confident. He knew he had to be confident about the Shadowtorn Technique to convince her that she'd die in a hundred days.

After all, what he had said seemed too unreal.

Sitting in his car, Matthew watched the cars fly by, and his nerves started to settle. He knew this was a gamble.

If he pulled it off, he would plant a bomb within Springflower. Losing would mean letting Siren get away with it.

Matthew hit the gas, and

later, a car made its

of the car and headed straight

front gate, he stopped in his

looked

without any cement covering

locked; it

knocked on the gate. Since it was rusty, the

woman's voice came from

aback. The voice sounded quite sweet,

sight

a casual T-shirt, denim shorts, and sandals. Her hair was tied up in a basic ponytail. Her appearance was

that the visitor was a stranger, she frowned. "Who are

this point, he wasn't sure how to introduce himself. Out of nowhere, he had an idea. "I heard David has a stone tablet. I'mo interested in buying

Stone tablet?