Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2632

"Brothers, someone's giving our boss a hard time. What do you say we do?"

The response to Shawn was simple and brutal. "Take him down, take him down!"

Click, click, click! Nearly a hundred fully automatic rifles were loaded, and the terrifying display of firepower instantly sent shivers throughout the entire scene.

Amid the shouts, two men even hoisted Gatling guns as tall as a person and delivered them into the hands of Shawn. Of course, the attentive followers were well aware of Shawn's temperament. After delivering the weapons, they immediately handed him a cigar and lit it for him.

Exhale! As a thick plume of smoke emerged from Shawn's mouth, he raised an eyebrow. "I seem to recall you being quite arrogant about outnumbering us, yes?"

After rotating the cigar in his mouth, Shawn hoisted the Gatling gun he held straight toward the members of the Stubber Family who were about to attack him.

"Want to compare numbers, do you? If it weren't for this small hall, I could have brought twice as many men. Next time, look at yourself in the mirror before you act all tough in front of me. Ptui! And you old farts, I dare you to say another word!"

In an instant, his arrogance reached its peak, and his taunts reached their zenith.

Faced with such weaponry, not a single member of the Stubber Family dared to move, and even their breath seemed to pause. This young upstart couldn't be trifled with; they were all accustomed to wielding knives, but he had brought out such deadly weapons.

In this situation, Enzo's gunmen didn't dare to be careless either. They quickly adjusted their formation and ensured that Enzo was well-protected behind them.

Even Enzo couldn't help but be astonished. As an insider, he immediately recognized the adversary's brand new collection of fully automatic rifles and, most importantly, their pristine condition. The high-explosive grenades hanging from their waist, as well as the Model 54 pistols, were also top-notch.

"Who is this guy, really?"

After not seeing each other for a long time, Shawn put down the weapon in his hand when Matthew approached him.

With great enthusiasm, he said to Matthew, "What do you think of the scene just now? Cool, eh? Should I just order our guys in the back to open fire? One shot from this Gatling gun can blow this janky cruise ship apart. Whoever dares to point a gun at you will have to first go through me!"

He still couldn't forget the ship's turrets!

Matthew looked at Shawn's carefree demeanor, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Alright, stop messing around. Where did you get this Gatling gun from? It's not on the list I requested."

At this moment, Shawn's face instantly showed a proud expression. "I took it off the transport ship. I thought those smaller rifles weren't classy enough, and they didn't match my status!" As he spoke, he involuntarily shook his leg, maintaining that nonchalant look.

But at this point, even Matthew's expression changed. I swear, he has a bad case of Quixotism! Which sensible person could do such a thing?!