Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 1997

When the car stopped by the side of the road, Matthew exited the vehicle.

Regardless of how prepared he was, the murderous aura that emanated from Master Levi was as oppressive as a gigantic hand. It was as if a gigantic hand had wrapped its fingers around his neck and strangled him.

However, before he could catch his breath, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and a terrifying sense of impending danger swept over him. Then, he immediately threw himself to the ground and rolled to the side. When he looked up, he noticed a few darts sticking out of the ground in the same spot where he had been standing earlier.

An assassin's weapon? Suddenly, Matthew's thoughts raced through the people he had met, and the only person he could think of who might have used such a weapon was Black Robe, who had worked for Master Levi. Still, if Master Levi had intended to kill him, there was no reason to wait, and the deed could have been carried out inside the room earlier. So, why did he bother to go through all the trouble? Suddenly, darts were thrown in his direction before he could even gather his thoughts.

Afterward, he slipped his hand inside his clothes, and out of thin air, three silver needles materialized in his hand. Clink! Clink! Clink! The crisp sound of metal on metal echoed through the air as the darts hit the ground.

"Could it be that you've recovered?"

When Matthew turned to see who had spoken, he saw a Black Robe woman perched high in a nearby tree. Since the veil covered her face, he couldn't see her clearly.

"What is this? Did Master Levi change his mind and send you to kill me instead?" Following that, he cautiously tightened his grip on his sword scabbard.

"Ha! Don't think about getting information from me. I am the one who seeks your demise, not Master Levi." As soon as the woman uttered those words, she leaped from the tree. Then, she drew a dagger as she dashed toward him.

A look of bewilderment spread across his face at that response, and Matthew mused, There is no bad blood between this woman and me, and we are not at odds. Why is she planning to ambush and murder me?

So, he decided to act when he sensed she emanated murderous intent. Then, his right hand formed a claw as he sprinted toward her.