The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 690

Jonas huffed and said, "Never stay near danger, my ass! Idiot, it's called being in a dangerous situation. Also, it's not a true fucking gentleman we're talking about.

"Don't you know that farmers, coachmen, and craftsmen were all known as the lower class back in the day? It's the scholars who made themselves out to be 'wise men' because they wanted to feel superior. They had money and power as well.

"In this time and era, only the wealthy can be known as wise men because you wouldn't need to take action yourself if you had money. The way to go for the rich is by using money, unlike those broke peasants who'd gladly trade their lives for a mere sum.

"You're rich now, so you won't need to carry a gun yourself."

Though Julian had been rebuked fervently, he thought that Jonas actually made sense.

It would be troublesome if he had to involve himself with the police after he killed someone. Besides, it was pretty dangerous if he had to face it off with his opponent in a life-and-death situation.

Julian had finally gained some knowledge this time around.

Then, Jonas continued, "You should be using your money responsibly as a wealthy person now. Look at me—I'm enjoying a massage done by a beauty and sipping on my coffee, all while getting someone else to kill for me."

Having heard that, Julian had to admit that Jonas was making sense indeed. But it wasn't as if Matthew was easy to kill, so he had to remind Jonas of that.

He said, "Mr. Fuller, you might not know this, but that guy next to Kingston is really strong. Not just anyone can defeat him."

Then, Jonas let out a ferocious expression, gritting his teeth as he said, "I know that guy! He's pretty good—he killed off the expert working for my cousin, which proves that he fights really well.

"But so what if he could fight? He can't dodge a bullet, can he? I've hired the best assassin from The Fate Order at a high price, and he's currently waiting for Kingston and his friend on the roof. Once they enter, that guy's head will definitely fly off!"

There were 15 floors to Lifehaven Pharmaceuticals, and Frost was currently positioned in a crawl on the roof of the building, under the sun. He was wearing an all-black outfit and stared through the binoculars at the entrance of the factory.