Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 1915

"You think he'd be hiding in a place you know?"

Gregory waved his hand. "O-Only I know about this lair. And… And I found it… by accident. He

doesn't… doesn't know I know. A-And Macon and I… injured him… after what… what he did to us. He

can't… can't go far. Needs… to heal up."

Matthew was a little convinced. If Lord Voodoo was injured, he might be hiding someplace nearby so

he could heal up.

One last surge of life slithered into Gregory, and he clasped Matthew's arm tightly. "M-Matthew, I…

what I did… to your family… was inexcusable. I-I'm trying… trying to atone… for my sins.

Forgiveness… isn't what I want. Just… Just be careful… when… you face Lord Voo… Voodoo.

You're… Shane's only… descendant. You… must… not… die…"

Right after he said that, his arms went limp. Once one of the most famous doctors in Stonedale, now

reduced to a corpse. He paid the ultimate price for his sins and was killed by his own comrade.

Matthew stared at his body, his gaze devoid of any sympathy. Despite his repentance, Matthew still

wouldn't spare him any pity or forgiveness. The Larsons were wiped out overnight, where over one

thousand people dead. Matthew would never forgive anyone who had a hand in this.

He destroyed the cursed bugs on Gregory and proceeded to annihilate all nearby bugs. Then, he called

Tiger and told him where he was. Matthew asked him to get some men over to take Gregory's corpse

back. Lord Voodoo and his crew must be killed, but he also needed to appease the Damrons as well.

They must see the body of the culprit. In this case, it was Gregory.

Once he was done with the arrangements for Gregory, Matthew changed directions and made his way

to Salazar. If Gregory was right, Lord Voodoo escaped down the path where Salazar went. Macon was

on his list of people to get rid of, but he wasn't important now. The Stargulf was in Lord Voodoo'sNôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

hands. He must get rid of Lord Voodoo before he had the chance to absorb the plant's powers.

Eventually, he established contact with Salazar as he hurried down the path. Three hours later,

Matthew finally escaped the mountains.

Salazar had already been out of the mountains for a while. He stood beside a road, staring around.

"The bug's trail ends here. Lord Voodoo probably got himself a car. I have already called Tiger. He's

going to get us the surveillance footage and the records of all vehicles that passed through this place.

We're going to find that b*stard."

Matthew stared at the empty street, a frown creasing on his forehead. This isn't Eastcliff anymore. It's a

remote place too, so not many cars pass through here at night. There are barely any surveillance

cameras here, and there are a lot of branching roads, which are old and are used as shortcuts by

drivers to change routes. This is going to make tracking hard or nigh impossible. We're looking at

mountains of mysteries to solve.