Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1820

Matthew's expression turned icy.

He knew the Damrons wouldn't let him off easy this time, but he didn't expect them to try and bulldoze their way over him like that.

Tiger, who was standing beside Matthew, roared in fury, "Harper Damron, you people have gone too far! We're not the ones who killed Jasper Damron, so why are you asking Matthew to bow in front of his memorial plaque?"

Harper's eyes flickered over to Tiger. "Who do you think you are? What makes you think you have the right to speak? Someone, come and slap him!"

One of the men behind Harper immediately rushed forward with his hand raised to slap Tiger.

Tiger didn't budge. He immediately tried to stop the man, but unfortunately, Tiger was a pretty sloppy fighter.

The man shoved Tiger's arm away with his raised hand, then back with a backhand slap toward Tiger.

Just as his palm was about to make contact with Tiger's face, Matthew grabbed the man's wrist and shielded Tiger behind him.

"He's my friend. He speaks for me," Matthew declared coldly.

Harper chuckled. "Hahaha. Hey, Larson. Who do you think you are? Even a punk like you doesn't have the right to speak in front of me. What makes you think you can stand up for him? Since he speaks on your behalf, then fine. You can get slapped right along with him!"

A few more Damrons started heading toward Matthew with menacing glints in their eyes.

The crowd began jeering again, and one of the men roared, "Good call, Mr. Damron!"

"Hey, Larson. Do you think you're so amazing just because you call yourself the Lord of Eastshire?"

"Hah! You're not even fit to wipe the shoes of people like the Damrons! What makes you think you have the right to run your mouth here?"