Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1144

Chapter 1144 Grim Reaper

Despite facing the Leighs at their worst, Matthew still looked as impassive as ever.

He swept his gaze across the crowd and fixated them on Old Master Leigh.

“I’ve heard that…” His cold voice rang out, catching the crowd’s attention. “…you wanted blood for blood from me. So, tell me. What are you going to do to me now that I’m standing here?”

As he spoke, 3 figures started to make their way toward Matthew.

One of them was a muscular middle-aged man; the other was an old man who held a pouch for his tobacco pipe; the last one was an ordinary-looking woman.

Even though their looks did not stand out, the people from the Leigh Family treated them respectfully.

Even Old Master Leigh had stood up from his chair to bow to them as he let them take the stage. “Dear guests, this is Matthew––whom I have told you about. I will leave him to your expertise then.”

The musclehead was the first to give a reply. “Enough words, old man!” he said with a wave. “I, Brock Brown, have much to repay the Leighs. I’ll be done with doing you a favor after I kill this piece of sh*t named Matthew. You better stop making trouble for us after this!”

Instead of feeling embarrassed, Old Man Leigh only respectfully bowed as a gleeful smile appeared on his face.

At that instant, Tiger, who had been standing alongside Matthew, immediately turned to stone.

“Y-You’re Brock Brown?” he stammered.

The muscular man threw him a side glance upon hearing the question. “Ya’ know me?”

Matthew’s eyebrows creased deeper at her words. What a grumpy lady, he thought.

Instead of replying, he posed her another question. “Are you sure you want to stick your nose into this? This is between me and the Leighs, you know.”

Hearing that, the woman immediately erupted as she glowered. “Did I not make myself clear? I said to kneel, beg, and mutilate yourself. Did I say you could talk sh*t? Alright, nevermind. I have changed my mind. I’ll take an eye from you too. That will be your punishment for spouting nonsense.”

Her face had a proud glow to it as she spoke.

After listening to her preach, Matthew could somewhat guess what the woman had thought of him––he was probably already a dead man to her.

Matthew’s face turned cold as he looked at the woman, and he promptly thought of two simple words that would describe her perfectly. Crazy b*tch.