Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3453

Matthew's face remained expressionless as he stared at the Medusa Emissary, his gaze dismissive, almost as if he were watching a clown.

"But you're still beneath me in strength," the Medusa Emissary sneered. "Now, I'll give you a chance—swear loyalty to me, take the Gorgon Brand, and I'll recommend you for the Medusa Gang as an enforcer," the emissary declared confidently, believing it was an offer no one would refuse. After all, the position meant having access to the organization's resources, maybe even connections into some major political circles.

Finally, Matthew spoke up, his tone flat but laced with an unyielding fury. "The Medusa Gang traffics people on a massive scale. For that alone, you deserve death. You, your underlings, and everyone in the Medusa Gang—none of you deserve to live."

The Medusa Emissary's smirk faltered beneath his mask, his vibrant green eyes flashing with sudden rage. He had been far too polite with this man, allowing him to think he was begging for his loyalty.

Casimir, standing behind the Medusa Emissary, had a hint of delight in his gaze. Yes, fight it out! Fight to the death! With any luck, they'll all die, and the island will be mine.

Mack, looking a bit worse for wear, forced himself up, brushing off the hands of his underlings. He took his place beside Matthew, gripping his poleaxe firmly. "Don't worry, Matteo. Even if it comes to a fight to the death today, I'll go down before you do!"

Matthew looked at Mack, who stood ready to face death with him, and spoke softly, "Thanks, Mack. Leave it to me."

The Medusa Emissary drew a short, serpentine green dagger, his emerald eyes glinting as he poised himself like a venomous snake about to strike.

The tension grew thick. Just as the Medusa Emissary was about to make his move, a woman's voice rang out suddenly. "Hold it!"

Just as the tension thickened and the emissary prepared to make his move, a clear voice rang out.