The Great Medical Saint (Matthew) novel Chapter 839

A car parked right outside the airport of Lambda City.

Darius looked flustered. "Sorry, Mr. Fields. I didn't expect things to turn out like this either. I was running away with Karina, but I didn't imagine Matthew to rush up like that. Karina died trying to stop him. I didn't protect her. It's all my fault."

A cold gleam flashed by, and the blade stabbed into Darius' arm.

Darius yelled in agony, gritting his teeth through the pain as he said, "Just kill me. I've got no complaints."

Darius didn't even dare to hold a grudge against Allen Fields, Karina's older brother. He was ruthless and wouldn't hesitate to kill. The only chance for Darius to stay alive was to act humbly.

Allen suddenly yanked out his blade. "I'm giving you a chance—kill Matthew and avenge Karina's death, or else you can forget about setting foot in Eastoria again."

Darius pressed his hand on the wound, his face contorting in pain. But what scared him even more was the idea of not being able to return to Eastoria.

Besides having tremendous value in the medical field, Vital Restorative Remedies was also an antique from the year 1300. Darius had already committed the crime of snatching it.

If Tony called the police about antique theft, that alone would make Darius a wanted criminal. If he couldn't return to Eastoria, he'd be done for.

Thinking about that, Darius swore right away, "If I don't kill Matthew, I'll take my own life to make up for it."

Allen's face hardened. "Fine. I'll be the one to see it through."

Hearing that, Darius found his back drenched in cold sweat. Allen was so ruthless. If he didn't kill himself, Allen would do it for him.

Darius bit the bullet. "I promise."

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At Suncroft Village, Tony came to the yard and carefully made his way to his house with the help of the flashlight from his phone.