The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 717

A gentle wind drifted by. The murderous look on Matthew's face was downright terrifying, and Vernon felt his back being drenched in cold sweat.

At this point, he was convinced that Matthew was telling the truth. How the snipers were killed didn't matter anymore.

Vernon thought about how to get out of this. "Let's talk this over calmly. No need to get all worked up. If you think the compensation was too little, I'm willing to add more.

"How about 300 thousand dollars? Wait. I'll give him one million dollars. A person's life is only worth 700 thousand dollars, but I'll pay one million dollars to settle it."

Matthew looked around, searching for a handy weapon. Sporting a fire axe cabinet, he broke the glass and grabbed the axe side.

He'd never hated anyone as much as he did right now. Just punching Vernon to death felt way too merciful.

Vernon thought Matthew had agreed, but he was shocked when Matthew came back with an axe.

Terrified, Vernon wanted to flee, but his legs felt like jelly. Watching Matthew coming over with a fire axe, he frantically raised his offer. "I'll make it up for you. How about 1.5 million dollars? Two million dollars? Three million dollars? Come on. Ten million dollars is more than enough."

The fire axe came down with a whoosh and struck Vernon's knee. With a snap, the sound of his kneecap shattering filled the air.

Vernon cried out in pain, clutching his knee as he writhed on the ground. His screams echoed like a wounded animal.

Seeing Matthew raise the fire axe once more, Vernon stopped his wailing and pleaded for mercy. "I'll pay him 20 million dollars. That's worth 30 lives.

"Don't hurt me. Just tell me how much you want. Say something."

Matthew seemed unfazed by the money, so he just kept asking. He was ready to give however much it took to stay alive.

The fire axe was swung down once more. With a crack, Vernon's remaining kneecap shattered. He let out a piercing scream that felt sharp enough to make everyone's eardrums burst.

Holding the bloodied fire axe, Matthew slowly asked, "Does that hurt?"