Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3129 The Greed of Human Nature

simultaneously slaughtered the surrounding soldiers.

"With so many people under your command, you can make money through any means. Why must you deal in something as deadly as Night Vine?" Matthew's innocent question contrasted sharply with the killing intent of the Ghost Mask. As he questioned Enzo, he "And why do you feel the need to stop me? Everything I've done has been voluntary; I've never forced anyone to buy anything. Even Solon is under your command; we should be natural allies."

Matthew fell silent. He had realized that Enzo would never give up the lucrative profits from Night Vine. The only solution now was to subdue the drug lord and bring him back to Solon, letting him decide how to handle the situation.

At that moment, Matthew's mind was clear, ignoring the incessant murmurs of the Ghost Mask.

The old saying of a warrior killing a man every ten steps no longer applied to Matthew. He had reached a state of killing ten in one step. Blood couldn't even stay on Bloodreaper as Matthew walked steadily toward Enzo.

Despite Matthew's seemingly relaxed demeanor, Enzo gripped Silversting tightly, feeling as if he were facing a great enemy. He didn't even realize his palms were sweating.

Matthew's pace quickened, transitioning from a leisurely stroll to leaving behind only a series of afterimages.

On high alert, Enzo saw a sudden shadow in front of him. His pupils contracted, and he swung Silversting with all his might.

Clang!

The sound of clashing weapons echoed as Enzo's Silversting was chipped again, and Matthew vanished from in front of him.

Behind! Enzo's mind screamed. He immediately dropped to the ground and rolled to the left, narrowly avoiding Matthew's strike.

Seeing Enzo, although disheveled, successfully evade his attack, Matthew sighed in helplessness and sheathed Bloodreaper at his waist. Ultimately, he was a doctor, not a butcher.

Then, nine silver needles hovered

around him, Controlling Solitary Nine Needles with his mind, he directed them at Enzo. He had refrained from using them earlier because of Enzo's Flexsteel Armor. Since Enzo was so adept at evading, it was time to immobilize his legs.

Enzo had just stood up when he saw the nine silver needles coming at him. He swung Silversting repeatedly, deflecting five needles, but as he moved to the right, one needle pierced his leg. Instantly, his right leg became numb and weak, rendering him almost lame.

"Matthew Larson, today only one of us will leave alive. It's either you or me!"

Matthew didn't respond, leisurely closing the distance between him and Enzo.

As Enzo swung Silversting at him, he didn't even attempt to dodge, watching the blade approach.

The next moment, Enzo's entire body went numb. Unable to muster any strength, the sword in his hand dropped to the ground.

Matthew picked up Silversting from the ground and walked over to the prone Enzo, lifting him up effortlessly.

Did you really think my silver needles were single-use? One to your back will be enough to kill you.

Matthew hoisted Enzo up and fired a signal flare into the sky. The flare exploded, forming the feather insignia of the Feather Army in the air. Immediately, the Feather Army, who had been fiercely battling, retreated like a tide toward Seraphis.

However, the Montiria soldiers dared

not pursue them. To them, the

Feather Army had become

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synonymous with demons. Their terrifying regenerative abilities, excellent skills, and life-for-life fighting style made the surviving soldiers feel as if they had narrowly escaped death. Content Belongs to Narugi