Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)

The two men approached Matthew from either side and moved in perfect sync. The surrounding crowd began to murmur as they spotted the pair heading toward him, who was a clear target in their eyes.

"This newbie ran into the Red Shadows on his first day. Looks like he's done for today."

"Any bets on what excuse they'll use this time to snatch him?"

"I bet it'll be the usual staged accident."

"What if he turns out to be a dark horse?"

"Haha, you must be drunk. Just look at how skinny he is."

The two burly men stepped directly in front of Matthew, their massive bodies blocking his way.

"Hey buddy, we had dibs on the air you just breathed. Now compensate us with a hundred thousand Dornia Emerald!" One of the Red Shadows members, Nate, glared menacingly at Matthew while discreetly revealing a knife from his pocket. "Tsk tsk tsk, your excuse today is ridiculous."

"You better watch your mouth. They might kidnap you tonight for saying that."

"I'm part of the Devil Guild. They've got the guts to cross me, but maybe they should check themselves in the mirror first."

"That guy hasn't even reacted yet. He must really be new."

"Seems like he'll either end up being sold as a gigolo or have his organs harvested."

Matthew's unreadable expression left the crowd feeling impressed. He stared at the two burly men in front of him, noting the undeniable greed lurking in their gazes. "Move."

His calm words stunned the two men for a moment, but their faces quickly twisted with rage.

D*mn it! This newbie has the nerve to disregard us?

"You're messing with the wrong guy, kid!"

Nate swung his arm and threw a punch straight at Matthew's gut. Anyone who got hit like that would be left defenseless.

Matthew's eyes flashed with a cold glint. Stellan was right; sometimes, I had to act more ruthlessly on this island.

Matthew seized Nate's arm in a firm

grip. Despite his frantic effort to

break free, he couldn't escape Matthew's grasp. Seeing his brother caught to death, Ridge threw a

powerful punch at Matthew. Inanet"

swift motion, Matthew twisted

Nate's arm, contorting it likea

pretzel, yet not a drop of blood was shed. At the same time, he kicked Nate aside, watching as color drained from his face, before yanking Ridge's wrist forward and delivering a sharp slap to his chest.

In the blink of an eye, the fearsome Red Shadows were sprawled on the ground like dead dogs. The crowd who had been speculating about Matthew's fate stood dumbfounded. They never expected him to

disguised tough guy. He wall.98

straight ahead, ignoring the two brothers writhing in agony on the ground. Wherever he went, the

crowd that had been watching

dispersed in haste.

Everyone stared in stunned silence as Matthew walked away, leaving the Red Shadows on the ground. Was he truly a newcomer? He seemed aware of the island's daytime rule against bloodshed.

Matthew strolled down the narrow

street. He was unsure if there were any hidden rules in this area. Yet, it was obvious that the Red Shadows were being more restrained and avoiding excessive boldness. As a result, he decided not to shed any blood either. As someone with a

Pne

basic understanding of medicine, he

knew that murder didn't always

equate to bloodshed.

As Matthew's figure gradually faded into the distance, the two brothers with pale faces slowly helped each other up.

"Prince, this grudge won't go unresolved!"

"Don't worry, I don't believe he can keep this up forever!"

Just as they cursed Matthew with venomous resentment, their eyes suddenly bulged as they spewed out a mouthful of blood. Their heartbeats stopped, and they breathed their last.