Master of Medicine The Saintly Healer

As soon as Hank finished speaking, a swift punch landed on his cheek with a thud.

Hank felt as though his face had been smashed by a hammer, and he collapsed to the ground.

When Hank was taken out, over 30 security guards stood there and blankly gaped at the unfolding scene.

Matthew coldly warned, “You’re the one with a death wish. This factory currently belongs to my company, so take your men and scram.”

Hank wobbled to his feet. As he tried to steady himself, he felt dizzy and stumbled back a few steps. Luckily, several security guards came forward to help him.

Hank barely regained his balance. A touching his aching cheek, he hissed in pain. “How dare you hit me? You’re

done for. If I don’t take you down today, I won’t be able to rest well tonight.”

“Guys, get him! Beat him up!” he bellowed.

At Hank’s orders, the security guards behind him started cursing and charged toward Matthew. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

A burly security guard with a baseball bat led the charge. “How dare you hit Hank? I’m gonna crush you, you bastard-

Before he could even finish his sentence, he was sent flying backward, faster than when he had charged forward. He crashed into the security guards behind him, plunging the group into chaos.

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Matthew then rushed forward and plunged into the mob. Screams echoed all around him. By the time he was done, all the security guards were lying on the ground.

The beaten guards cried out in pain as they lay on the ground. What had just happened sent chills down their spines.

Hank was scared out of his wits as he realized he had crossed someone he shouldn’t have. He tried to get up and flee, but his legs felt like jelly. In the end, he couldn’t even pick himself up.

Matthew walked up to him, crouched down, and locked eyes with the trembling Hank. “Who sent you here?”

Hank recomposed himself and snarled, “You’re tough, but these are people you shouldn’t mess with. Let us go, or you’ll regret it.”

Matthew reached out and picked up a stray baseball bat from the ground. Then, he swung it hard at Hank’s leg. The sound of his shinbone cracking echoed.

Hank screamed in pain like a wild animal, and he involuntarily jerked his head backward.

Holding the baseball bat menacingly, Matthew approached and asked again, “Who sent you?”

Hank’s face contorted in pain. He cradled his broken leg and replied, “I’m with Brotherhood. Zane Steele, my boss, sent me here. I know you’re tough, but Brotherhood isn’t a group you can mess with. You-”

Halfway through his sentence, Hank saw Matthew’s eyes turn cold. Terrified, he put his hand over his mouth.

Matthew furrowed his brows. “I’m a local from Lambda City, but I haven’t heard of Brotherhood.”

Hank was drenched in cold sweat due to the pain he was experiencing. With a trembling voice, he muttered, “Not everyone belongs to the underworld. Lambda City is home to all kinds of folk–you just haven’t run into them yet.”

After thinking about it, Matthew realized Hank was right. After all, there were loan sharks and casinos in Lambda City. Of course there would be an unsavory group behind the scenes.

Still, it was his first time hearing of Brotherhood. And Matthew hadn’t figured out why the group had taken over the factory. “Why did you come after our factory?”

Hank shook his head. “I really don’t know. I’m just here on Zane’s orders.”

Zane Steele, huh?

After careful consideration, Matthew decided to meet Zane. When this problem was taken care of, he wo worry about Rachel anymore. Only then could he focus on the task Nicholas had given him.

“Where’s Zane?”

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Hank hesitated a little, then bit the bullet and said, “He’s at the water park on the east side of the city.”

Matthew threw the baseball bat at Hank, and the latter flinched in fear. “Tell Zane to meet me there. I’ll be on my way.” After saying that, Matthew turned on his heel and left.