The Great Medical Saint
Chapter 312

So, it was Matthew all along. Hayden was surprised that the chauffeur he was looking for would just walk right up to him.

He glared at Matthew with a murderous look. "You've got some nerve messing with my woman. I'm going to make you pay for it." What woman? Matthew then finally understood what was going on. "Oh. You're talking about Sara? Yeah, I did take care of her." Hayden was livid. An insignificant driver dared to mess with Sara and speak to him arrogantly. That was simply courting death!

"You might not know who you're dealing with, but I'll make sure it's clear today. I'm Hayden Hobbes from the Hobbes family, and we're one of the seven prominent families that have been around for centuries. "Just one word from me will plunge the Lambda City into chaos. Do you see who you've crossed now?"

Matthew shook his head slightly. "You've been running your mouth, but Lambda City hasn't even flinched. Stop being so full of yourself. It doesn't matter who you are or how tough you think you are, just stay out of my way." This prick was so arrogant. He didn't know his limits.

Hayden's face contorted with anger. If he wasn't busy with the newly established Marvel Organization, he would have killed Matthew already.

Hayden signaled to the martial artists working for Marvel Organization and pointed at Matthew. "I want you guys to make him suffer.

"Break every single bone in his body, except for his head and chest. Crush him until he's beyond recognition. I want him to suffer like never before."

The group nodded and said, "We'll do as you say, Mr. Hobbes." Then, they turned and advanced toward Matthew together.

Watching this scene unfold, Brendon hurriedly shouted, "I'm no match for them, and neither are you. They are all martial artists. Get out of here now."

Matthew glanced at Brendon and said, "I'll find out if I can beat them after giving it a try."

Brendon snapped, "Are you out of your mind? You don't need to fight to find out how bad it will end up for you. They are all martial artists, and they have you outnumbered. I'm done with you. You'll learn your lesson after you get hurt." Brendon shouted a few things, but he stopped trying after seeing Matthew standing there without budging. He just shook his head and was puzzled why a person wouldn't flee from a fight he couldn't win.

As the martial artists closed in on Matthew, they were all wary and vigilant. But when they heard Brendon's words, they lowered their guards and smirked in disdain.

Randy Johnson was in the front. His family was merely a small player in Lambda City, so he had always been looking for a chance to impress Hayden and get noticed. Now, the golden opportunity was right in front of him. His opponent was a nobody, whereas his companion didn't trust him. It felt like hitting the jackpot.

With that, Randy led the assault and lunged at Matthew. "How dare you mess with Mr. Hobbes? You must have a death wish."

The next moment, he launched a high kick straight at Matthew's head. The Johnson family's signature move was their kick, but it had pretty much fallen out of use now.

The martial arts weren't as fearsome as they used to be, but a simple kick from him was more than enough to take down Matthew.

However, Matthew casually lifted his arm to block the attack, positioning his elbow right at where the kick was aiming. A loud crack rang out as the swift kick struck Matthew's right elbow with incredible power. Hearing the sound of the right foot breaking sent chills down the onlookers' spines. Randy screamed in agony and held his leg. "My leg. It hurts."

The rest of them were caught off guard by what they had witnessed.

Matthew had just lifted his elbow nonchalantly, yet it perfectly countered Randy's kick and broke Randy's leg. It was unbelievable how it perfectly worked out.

The martial artists there could tell how perceptive Matthew was at predicting attacks.

Brendon gaped in disbelief. Was it just a fluke? Or did Matthew really pack a punch? But he was just a chauffeur. Could he be better than Brendon, who was a martial artist and a bodyguard?

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Hayden was dumbstruck for a moment. Then, he furiously shouted, "All of you, attack together! Gang up on him. If you can't do it, I'll have to take care of him myself." Marvel Organization was newly established. Besides training them, Hayden had to test their guts and see who actually followed orders.

The remaining martial artists exchanged glances and charged toward Matthew at once.

The person leading the charge roared, "Just because you can put up a fight doesn't mean you're hot stuff. I'll-"

Suddenly, a dull thud echoed in the room. He was cut off mid-sentence as he flew backward even quicker than he had charged forward.

After three consecutive bangs, three more martial artists were sent flying. The martial artists were knocked out cold on the floor. Just like that, the room went silent.

Brenton looked utterly shocked as if he had seen a ghost. This was insane. None of the martial artists could last more than one blow. How was Matthew so strong?

Hayden was taken aback. Though he was just a chauffeur, Matthew actually defeated five of his men in a split second. It seemed that Hayden had truly underestimated Matthew.

Hayden shrugged and moved

around a bit. Think you're hot stuff,

huh? I'll tak

you on personally, you

lowly chauffeur. Things will get adot worse when I step in. I'm not

satisfied with just killing youel:

Instead, I'm going to crush every bone in your body."

Hayden's murderous intent erupted as soon as he finished speaking. Exuding a bloodthirsty vibe, he fixed his bloodshot eyes on Matthew as he moved in slowly.

A hint of surprise flashed in Matthew's eyes. It turned out the major opponent he'd be dealing with was Hayden. So, he headed straight for him.

As they neared each other, Hayden suddenly roared and picked up his pace. His figure darted out like a shadow as he charged toward Matthew.

Matthew suddenly vanished from his original spot and lunged at Hayden. Soon after, two shadowy figures clashed with each other at full speed. An ear-splitting bang pierced the air, and a gust of wind swept through the area.

A figure was knocked backward into the wall before falling on the floor with a thud. The other figure did a backflip and landed on their feet.

All the onlookers gasped in shock. In particular, the members of Marvel Organization and Andrew were blown away by what they saw.

Hayden spat out blood and held his

stomach as he slowly picked

himself up. "How is this possible? Why are you so strong? How Could you possibly defeat me? How are you able to do that?"

Matthew scoffed. "I just took you down with my fists. I expected more from you, but you've really let me down."