Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2578

With Lavian Pharmaceuticals suddenly receiving a mysterious capital injection of 30 billion, the entire Hulwin was in shock.

"I never expected that such a small pharmaceutical company could attract such massive investment."

"Didn't you hear about it before? The natural herbs from Lavian Pharmaceuticals have the power to bring the dead back to life."

"I've heard about that too. With such a thriving business, their future prospects are boundless. I wonder if they're hiring."

"Why don't we go ask and find out?"

As discussions erupted all around, Lavian Pharmaceuticals' reputation once again resounded throughout Hulwin.

Meanwhile, the creator of all this, Matthew, had already left in his car, embarking on the road to Raischester.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he left, his whereabouts were reported.

"Boss, Matthew has left Hulwin."

Upon hearing this news, Valentin jumped up excitedly from his recliner. "Are you certain?"

"Yes, I saw him leave with my own eyes. But he left alone."

"What a shame. I thought he was leaving Hulwin. Well, let's not concern ourselves with him!"

His words left his subordinates baffled. Hadn't Mr. Yarwood been rambling about wanting to kill Matthew Larson just yesterday?

"Boss, aren't we going to take action?" one of them asked while making a throat-slitting gesture.

"No need. I suddenly realized that he is more valuable alive than dead. Instruct everyone not to reveal Matthew's identity.

"If anyone asks, hmm… just say he is a reserve elite of the Martial League."

Outside the blast radius, several figures approached slowly.

"Boss, do you think this guy has been blown to pieces?"

"Of course he has. You guys go collect the kid's remains. We'll use them as fish food later. Hmph, this is what he gets for attacking our Mr. Leander."

"Alright, Boss."

Rubbing their hands together, a few henchmen walked toward the now-settled explosion site. However, as they raised their feet, a figure shot out of the dust and debris.

Before they could react, they felt a cold sensation in their throats. As consciousness faded, all they could see were their own decapitated bodies that hadn't yet fallen.

"This kid isn't dead yet, guys. Grab your weapons!"

As the leader spoke, dozens of people brandishing large machetes charged forward.