The Great Medical Saint

A cold glint flickered in Matthew's eyes. The muscles in his right leg tensed up instantly when he unleashed a kick that was as fast as lightning. With a sharp whoosh, the kick landed right on Ted's knee, followed by the crisp sound of bone breaking.

Ted's knee bent backward. As he lost his balance, he fell to the floor with his baseball bat slipping out of his hand. He screamed in agony. "Fuck, are you out of your mind to hit me? I'm going to tear you apart-"

Ted hadn't even finished speaking when Matthew crouched down to pick up the baseball bat and slowly raised it. Upon seeing this, Ted was so scared that a chill ran down his spine, and he even felt his skin crawling. What a maniac. Matthew was a reckless idiot who acted without thinking and dared to attack him.

Overcome with fear, Ted shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stop! Do you know my uncle is a district leader? If you dare hit me, he won't let you off the hook. You better calm down and start thinking about the consequences." With a cold look, Matthew slowly replied, "I'm as calm as ever."

Matthew had barely finished his sentence when he swung down the bat with a whistling sound. Ted's other knee was also crushed to pieces.

With his hand on his knee, Ted writhed on the ground and growled like a wild animal. "Oh! My leg! It hurts... It's killing me..."

Upon seeing how brutal Matthew was, Ted's hired thug in the back was startled. The two of them discreetly backed away.

Reane's face was drained of color, but her eyes flashed in excitement. She was terrified, but the thought that only a tough guy like him could avenge her man brought her a glimpse of hope.

Trevor knitted his brows together and stayed silent. Ted was sweating from the pain, his face contorted in agony.

Realizing that the people behind him were still standing there, he yelled, "What the hell are you doing? Stop standing there! Can't you see I'm getting my ass kicked? Do something! "There are so many of you, what are you scared of? Go at him, all of you!"

After getting scolded by Ted, some of the thugs were too scared to stay put. As they gathered, they relied on their numbers and closed in on Matthew.noveldrama

They slowly moved in, becoming more cautious as they got closer to Matthew. Taking one step at a time, they were now close enough to attack him. The person leading the group suddenly raised his baseball bat and swung it at Matthew's head, hoping to catch him off guard.

Meanwhile, Matthew just stood

there without moving as if he had

turned into a statue. As the thug swung his bat down, the tip narrowly missed the tip of Matthew's nose. It was clear he had missed his target.

The thug realized he had made a move too soon, swinging before he got close enough. He hurriedly pulled the bat back, preparing to strike again.

He barely got his bat up when a shadow flashed before his eyes. The bones in his arm were broken, and the baseball bat fell on the floor.

Matthew charged at the group,

swinging a baseball bat left and right. When he came to a halt, the thugs lay on the floor, groaning in pain. Some clutched their legs, and others held their arms.

Matthew didn't bother with the rest. As he wielded a baseball bat in one hand, she walked toward Ted. "Do you have a death wish?"

Ted trembled in fear and stuttered, "My uncle is a district leader, and many people work with him. You better not try to kill me."

Matthew furrowed his brows.

Irritated by the mention of the uncle

again, he coldly responded, "Then go to hell." As he spoke, he slowly raised the baseball bat.

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Ted hurriedly shouted, "I don't want to die! Please don't kill me. I really don't want to die."

Matthew stopped his baseball bat mid-swing and coldly demanded, "You answer whatever I ask, or you'll never have the chance to speak again."

Ted was on the verge of passing out from the pain in his legs, but the sight of the baseball bat right above his head left him shaking with fear.

"I'll spill everything. Even if you ask for my ancestry, I will answer your questions. Please just spare my life."