The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 837

Before the two burly men could pick themselves up from the ground, Matthew stomped on their heads, killing them instantly.

Matthew rushed at the group, and the sounds of their throats snapping filled the air.

He weaved through the opponents like a phantom, then came to a halt once he passed through them. It just so happened that he appeared in front of Marilyn and Gunnar.

Marilyn freaked out and screamed. Taking a step back, she stared at Matthew in disbelief. "How did you…"

She couldn't believe it. With all these people, how did Matthew end up right in front of her?

Marilyn had barely started her sentence, and Matthew didn't respond. Her eyes were glued to his back as her jaw fell. The fear in her eyes kept growing.

Behind Matthew, the thugs Marilyn brought along writhed on the ground as they held their throats. They kept digging at their throats like they were trying to pull the poison out, as if they had swallowed something lethal.

After a few seconds, they lost their strength to struggle and lay motionless on the ground.

Marilyn's face was filled with horror. Did they die? How were they taken out so quickly?

Gunnar saw what was happening too. When he locked eyes with Matthew, he backed away like he had seen a ghost.

Matthew closed in on them and coldly demanded, "I'm going to ask a few questions. You'd better tell me the truth. Where's the Red Wolves' hideout?"

Gunnar shook his head. "I don't know anything about the Red Wolves. This is my first time hearing about them."