Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

Chapter 1932

After dealing a solitary blow, Salazar drew back and stood there with his hands behind his back. His

expression was perfectly calm as if he had done something completely ordinary.

Matthew glanced at Salazar. Once again, he witnessed just how powerful Salazar was.

"How did things go over there?" Matthew asked.

Salazar shook his head. "I didn't catch up to that person. He was very crafty!"

Matthew nodded. He wasn't surprised.

Emsgate Warriors were experts in the art of concealment and launching sneak attacks. They were also

incredibly skillful at escaping.

Although the Emsgate Warrior wasn't as powerful as Salazar, he wasn't all that much weaker either.

If he was hellbent on fleeing, then Salazar would not necessarily be able to catch up to him.

"It's fine that you didn't catch up to him. Lord Voodoo's here, so what he took was definitely not the

Stargulf's fruit," Matthew said.

Lord Voodoo's expression changed. It was just as Matthew said.

He still had the real Stargulf's fruit with him.

Matthew didn't bother with Lord Voodoo. He walked over and hoisted up Edmund, who was

unconscious.

Edmund's injuries were quite serious, but thankfully, he was still alive. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Matthew exhaled in relief. He would be filled with regret if Edmund died here.

He fed Edmund a few pills to ensure that Edmund would be alright.

Once that was done, Matthew came over to Lord Voodoo and said calmly, "We can finally have a

proper conversation now, right, Lord Voodoo?"

Lord Voodoo was leaning against the wall as he glowered at Matthew. "I'll admit that I'm unlucky

enough to fall into your hands, Larson. Do whatever you want, be it torture or execution, but don't even

think about trying to humiliate me! I, Lord Voodoo, will never bow down to anyone!"

Matthew snorted. "Is that so? Let me see how long you'll keep up with that stance!"

He took out his bag of silver needles.

Then, he retrieved a few silver needles and stabbed them into Lord Voodoo's acupoints.

Lord Voodoo howled in agony. The pain was unbearable.

"Just kill me if you have it in you, Larson! What kind of a man chooses to torment another like that? Kill

me! Kill me now!"

Lord Voodoo roared at the top of his lungs and banged his head repeatedly against the wall. Soon, his

head was completely covered in blood that kept on flowing down.

The pain was far worse than all the other pains in his body combined.

Matthew stood there calmly and remarked, "Where's the fun in killing you now? I finally managed to

catch you after going through all that trouble. Why would I allow you to have a quick and painless

death?"

Lord Voodoo was clutching the floor so hard that even his nails were bleeding.

He kept cursing at Matthew in a frenzied state as he tried to antagonize Matthew with all sorts of

heinous words.

However, Matthew ignored them all and simply stared at him.

Lord Voodoo had been a part of the massacre of the Larsons, and he knew more than Gregory did.

Matthew didn't move at all. It was as if he hadn't heard what Lord Voodoo said.

Just then, Salazar started moving.

He darted to the window and growled, "Who goes there?" Reаd at Draмanоvels.com

He jumped out the window as he said that and the sounds of a fight rang out immediately after.

Matthew's expression turned grim. Who is here at this juncture?

It had to be someone fairly powerful—powerful enough to duel Salazar!

At the same time, Lord Voodoo's eyes flew open with newfound hope.