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Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 1820
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Chapter 1820

Matthew's expression turned icy.

He knew the Damrons wouldn't let him off easy this time, but he didn't expect them to try and bulldoze their way

over him like that.

Tiger, who was standing beside Matthew, roared in fury, "Harper Damron, you people have gone too far! We're

not the ones who killed Jasper Damron, so why are you asking Matthew to bow in front of his memorial plaque?"

Harper's eyes flickered over to Tiger. "Who do you think you are? What makes you think you have the right to

speak? Someone, cand slap him!"

One of the men behind Harper immediately rushed forward with his hand raised to slap Tiger.

Tiger didn't budge. He immediately tried to stop the man, but unfortunately, Tiger was a pretty sloppy fighter.

The man shoved Tiger's arm away with his raised hand, then back with a backhand slap toward Tiger.

Just as his palm was about to make contact with Tiger's face, Matthew grabbed the man's wrist and shielded

Tiger behind him.

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"He's my friend. He speaks for me," Matthew declared coldly.

Harper chuckled. "Hahaha. Hey, Larson. Who do you think you are? Even a punk like you doesn't have the right

to speak in front of me. What makes you think you can stand up for him? Since he speaks on your behalf, then

fine. You can get slapped right along with him!"

A few more Damrons started heading toward Matthew with menacing glints in their eyes.

The crowd began jeering again, and one of the men roared, "Good call, Mr. Damron!"

"Hey, Larson. Do you think you're so amazing just because you call yourself the Lord of Eastshire?"

"Hah! You're not even fit to wipe the shoes of people like the Damrons! What makes you think you have the right

to run your mouth here?"

Others began to taunt and jeer as well.

They had been scared witless earlier, but now that the Damrons were here, they seemed to have found their

anchor and were no longer afraid of Matthew.

Furthermore, these people wanted to make a show of themselves in front of the Damrons in the hopes that they

could gain the family's favor, so they fought to hurl the most insults at Matthew and grovel at the Damrons' feet.

Tiger was trembling with rage, but they couldn't even deal with the Damrons right now, so they couldn't pay any

attention to the others.

Matthew remained calm as he eyed the men beside him. "Harper Damron, is this how the Damrons treat their

guests?" he asked grimly.

"Matthew Larson, why don't you pee on the ground and take a look at your reflection? How are you a guest? Do

you think you're worthy of being the Damron Family's guest?" Harper sneered. The spectators roared tauntingly

once more.

Matthew's eyes were as cold as ice. "You're the ones who invitedover"

Harper cut him off immediately. "Get your facts straight. We didn't invite you over. We ordered you to cover!

You're here to resolve the matter involving Jasper. We're not here to throw a party for you. Don't flatter yourself!"

"I'm not the one who killed Jasper Damron. Why am | the one who's supposed to resolve it?" Matthew retorted

gravely.

Harper scoffed. "You don't get to decide if you're the one who killed him! Larson, it doesn't matter whether or not

you're the one who sent people to kill Jasper. Regardless of everything else, he did die on Eastcliff territory!

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You're the so-called Lord of Eastshire, aren't you? So, you're going to take responsibility for his death!"

Tiger was infuriated as he bellowed, "Why, you... You people are being unreasonable!"

Harper smirked. "Reason? Hah! Who cares about reason? What | say goes! Larson, I'm giving you one last

opportunity. Kneel here and slap yourself ten times before bowing in respect to Jasper's memorial plaque, and

then you can head upstairs! Otherwise, I'll break your f*cking legs and press your head to the ground before

dragging you upstairs. It's your choice!"

By now, Matthew was furious as well. His voice was cold and harsh as he responded, "The Damrons sure know

how to throw their weight around. Fine! Letsee how you intend to break my legs today!"

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