The Great Medical Saint

Facing Dwight standing in his path, Matthew raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure you can take me on?" Dwight scoffed. "I'm trained in karate, and I can take down a wimp like you without even breaking a sweat!"

In the card room, Dwight slammed the chips on the table so they bounced up and scattered on the floor. Matthew was so terrified that he didn't utter a word and obediently picked them up.

That was obviously a test. Matthew came off like a wuss, and that gave Dwight the confidence to rob him. Taking a deep breath, Matthew tried to contain his anger. "I don't want any trouble, but you better not mess with me."

Dwight was taken aback. He grabbed the steel pipe and walked toward Matthew, hurling insults. "You're pathetic. Acting tough, are you? I'll fuck you up-"

Just as Dwight was halfway through his sentence, a thud filled the air. He was sent flying six feet away in the air before hitting the ground as if he'd been hit by a speeding car.

The steel pipe clattered to the ground as it rolled toward Dwight.

Dwight held his belly. It felt like a knife had stabbed into his abdomen and was stirring up his insides. The agonizing pain had him drenched in sweat as he curled up tightly.

Matthew walked over. "Like I said, I don't want any trouble. But you just had to push my buttons." After he finished speaking, he bent down and picked up the steel pipe.

Upon seeing this, Dwight was startled. "What are you trying to do?"

Matthew coldly replied, "You said you'd risk your life if you lost at gambling. Guess what? You lost in your attempt as well.'

Dwight was scared out of his wits. "I... I just want to take some money. You've won a ton already. You can't kill me. Do you even know who I am? You wouldn't dare lay a finger-"

The steel pipe came down with a whoosh, smashing right into Dwight's head. He wobbled a bit and stammered, "How dare you hit me "

Dwight couldn't finish his sentence when he suddenly dropped down.

Matthew shone the light from his phone over and saw a gaping wound on Dwight's head. Blood poured

out from it, and soon there was a puddle of blood on the ground. Under the light, the crimson blood looked strikingly eerie and horrifying.

Terrified, Renae quickly looked away and softly asked, "Is he okay?"

Matthew nodded. "He's fine. He just fainted."

Turning off the phone's flashlight, the alley was plunged into darkness. Renae was frightened, so she swiftly took hold of Matthew's arm.

"I'm feeling scared."

Noticing how cold Renae's hand was, Matthew held her hand and guided her outside. "No need to be afraid. I'm with you. He can't hurt you."noveldrama

Holding onto Matthew's hand tightly,

Renae thought to herself, "I'm just worried you might too hard and end up killing a person." But Renae just kept it to herself without telling Matthew.

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After leading Renae out of the alley, Matthew looked around and spotted three cars parked under a streetlight in the distance.

Matthew told Renae to wait and walked over to the car by himself. He softly tapped on the car window, and it sounded really loud on the deserted street at midnight.

Dominic was jolted awake as he rubbed his eyes and looked out the window. Upon seeing Matthew, he was snapped alert.

He rolled down the car window and hurried out of the car. "Did you come across a hitman, Mr. Grant?"

Matthew hummed in acknowledgment and pointed to a nearby alley. "Go clean it up over there." With that, Matthew walked back and took Renae out of the place.

Dominic blankly stared at Matthew. "What did he mean? Did he get rid of the hitman?"

Lucien was still groggy after waking up. "Let's go check it out."

They got out of the car, taking a military flashlight with them into the alley. The military flashlight shone so brightly that the alley seemed to be bright as day. Soon, they came across Dwight's dead body.

Dominic's expression darkened. "I'm a major, and it's a legitimate military rank. My dad is a brigadier, and my grandpa is...

"Let's forget about that. Considering my rank as a major, how dare he treat me like this?"

Lucien was visibly upset as well. "We're here to protect him. I can't shake the feeling that he sees us as janitors. He keeps making us clean his mess up and deal with the bodies."

Dominic coldly remarked, "I'll dig into

his background, and then we can discuss it. I'm dying to know what kind of fancy family he's from. 4s his dad really some kind of a big shot?"