The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 976

As Iron Fist finished his sentence, the viewers started giving gifts. Before he could continue, he had received 100 beers as gifts.

He just grabbed a brick and put it on top. "Now we're at five bricks. I'm pushing myself today. If I receive 100 balloons, I'll add one more brick.

"I'm putting it out there today. I'll break all the bricks with one punch. If I can't do it, I'll go live eating poop.

"If you want to see me smash six bricks, hit me with some gifts. If you want to see me fail and eat poop live, send some gifts too."

Some of the researchers in the office were just staring at the screen and shaking their heads.

One person remarked, "Those bricks were probably soaked in chemicals first. I can easily break ten of them at once."

Another person chimed in. "Apparently, they say the bricks aren't treated in any chemical solution and the stunt is real. They make money so fast and earn a few thousand bucks just like that. We're not even in the same league."

Tessa kept frowning. She still couldn't figure out what Leander was up to. She could only sit tight and wait.

Iron Fist, the streamer in the video, had seven bricks in the pile. He finally stopped asking for donations. Taking out a red belt, he tightened it around his waist. Then, he spat onto his palm.

He took a deep breath and yelled a couple of times. After that, he slowly reached his hand toward the camera.

Iron Fist had a rough, solid palm like he had some serious calluses. His palm was also much thicker than anyone else's.

He slowly balled his fist in front of the camera. The more he squeezed, the redder it got. As he applied more pressure, his fingers slowly lost their color and paled.

In the end, he loudly grunted and hurled his fist at the bricks.

With a crack, the seven bricks broke apart, falling to the ground into two pieces. Dust was sent flying everywhere.

Right then, the image on the screen paused.

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