Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2077 The Young Men From the Thunder Clan

After leaving the residence of the national doctors, Orlaith immediately summoned her subordinate. "Find

Matthew Larson and bring him to me."

The subordinate's figure vanished from sight. Afterward, he began to make various arrangements. The first wave

of turbulence and turmoil cforth in Bainbridge, where the dark currents surged violently beneath the

surface.

There was only one unexpected factor. Although Orlaith foolishly believed that her subordinates were well-

hidden, their existence had long been discovered by the influential people in Bainbridge. "What is the

insignificant Emsgate trying to do?"

"Why do you care? It's just the foolish antics of insignificant people who call themselves the Thunder Clan."

"Nevertheless, they're within the jurisdiction of Bainbridge. If something happens because of them, won't the

situation explode beyond our means of control?"

"Seriously, why are you so worried? You're not even involved in this matter. Besides, so many foreigners have

gathered together in one place. Do you think the army is ignorant of their movements? Forget it. Let's not talk

about these matters. You were the one who decided to play this gof chess, so take a good look and pay

close attention to the situation."

"What do you mean by 'take a good look'? | know | am good-looking, but what do my good looks have to do with

the situation?"

"Shut up..."

In the Bane Manor, Matthew left with Old Madam Bane's birthday banquet invitation despite Old Mr. Bane's

repeated requests for him to stay.

However, an unfortunate incident occurred at Renew Pharmaceuticals while he was on his way back. A group of

ruffians had charged into the lobby in large numbers. Just by looking at their appearance, it was easy to tell that

these young men were not good people.

The receptionist hurried forward to intercept these ruffians. "Hello, sirs. I'm afraid we don't accept foreigners

here. If you wish to consult a doctor, you may visit our branch office instead."

To her surprise, the young man leading the group of ruffians did not even bother to waste his twith a

response. Raising his hand, he slapped the other party without warning. Then, he picked up a teapot from the

nearby table and smashed it against the ground.

"Speak! Where is Matthew Larson?" He pressed a sharp ceramic shard from the teapot against the receptionist's

neck.

Nobody in Renew had ever encountered such a situation before. In their panic, they immediately fled the scene

without helping the receptionist.

At that moment, a young man with long sideburns ran up to the leader. "Boss, we've found the backyard."

Nodding, the leader stroked the receptionist's face with a teasing smile. "Pretty lady, I'm afraid you no longer

have the chance to answer my questions. As punishment for trying to stop us, I'm gonna leave a small wound on

your face. Don't worry. It won't hurt much." At the stime, he licked his lips with a crazed smile.

The receptionist, who had collapsed on the floor before him, could only watch helplessly as the sharp ceramic

shard slowly inched toward her. She was so frightened that she trembled in fright. At that critical moment, a cold

light flashed from among the crowd.

Perceiving the danger, the leader immediately turned sideways and threw out the ceramic shard in his hand.

There was the sound of a needle falling to the ground. Then, he smirked scornfully. "Wow, a flying needle. It's too

bad that your cultivation is lacking. The speed and the strength of your flying needle are inferior."

The hidden sect disciple providing consultation to patients frowned involuntarily when he saw how easily his

flying needle had been shot down by the opponent. Although he practiced martial arts, he only did so to

strengthen his body. He also learned the flying needle technique, mainly for self-protection.

In comparison, the young man before him was much stronger than him. Nevertheless, the current circumstances

forced him to take action. "How dare the dogs of Emsgate act so presumptuously in Cathay! You must not know

the meaning of death."

Despite the stark difference in strength, his courage did not falter. The ruffians standing opposite him instantly

becagitated when he insulted them and called them 'the dogs of Emsgate'. Before they could take action,

the leader raised his hand and stopped them. "The Master's orders take precedence. The Seventh Squad will

stay behind. Meanwhile, the rest will cwith me." Following his order, a team of nearly one hundred men

rushed toward the backyard in a great procession. The dozen or so people remaining behind stared at the hidden

sect disciple before them with playful smiles.

These people had stood out among the tens of thousands of members in the Thunder Clan. Having been chosen

to participate in this mission, they possessed extraordinary skills, despite their young age. Moreover, as martial

arts practitioners, they could easily determine the other party's strength at a glance.

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