Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2007

Chapter 2007

Dawn had arisen. Bainbridge was half a day's drive away. Salazar didn't feel exhausted, but his eyes were sore

after staring at the road for hours. Salazar slowly stopped the truck when he saw the car in front of him stop. He

pulled his cap down and rolled the window down.

"What's the matter, mate? Traffic congested?"

The driver in the car beside Salazar answered, "Skind of car crash ahead. Big tcar crash. Highway to

Bainbridge is under lockdown."

Sh*t! Salazar wasn't sure if it was their enemy, but he woke Matthew and the crown prince up.

"What's wrong, Salazar?" The crown prince yawned, still looking groggy.

Salazar briefed them about the situation, and Matthew was alert at once. "If this is a conspiracy, then we can't

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stay here for long. It'd be pointless. They would cafter us anyway." He stared at the road in silence for a

while before saying, "Salazar, we're leaving the highway. Take another path."

Salazar nodded and revved the truck up. He followed the traffic and left through the nearest exit. When they

reached a 3-lane street, the gang tensed up.

"Keep your eyes peeled. Something feels off," Matthew said. The traffic was thinning out, but it shouldn't. The

Holy Doctor Competition was drawing near, so the contestants and audience should be coming to Bainbridge in

droves. The traffic should be congested, and yet there were barely any cars around.

Salazar slowed down. Half an hour of low-speed drive later, the other shoe finally dropped. In the rear-view

mirror, they saw dozens of black off-road vehicles speeding toward them. "They're here, Matthew!" Salazar

floored the gas pedal.

Noticing their attempt to escape, the pursuers sped up as well. Even though Salazar had stepped down on the

pedal, the truck could only run at 140 miles per hour, unlike the off-road vehicles which could go faster. Less

than thirty seconds later, the pursuers were already catching up.

Alright. The gang's all ready. Salazar roared, "Buckle up and hang tight! Tfor an emergency brake!"

The truck skidded to a halt, the tires screeching. It left behind black trails on the ground, and then the truck

cto a stop.

That was bad news for the pursuers. They had been driving at more than 200 miles per hour just to catch up to

the truck, and now they couldn't stop in time. To avoid crashing into the truck, the pursuers quickly moved to the

flank, but that was a disaster for their friends.

The vehicles crashed into one another, and the cars in the vanguard were tossed into the air and flipped around.

"Good job, Salazar!" the crown prince praised and leaped off the truck. He rotated his head and cracked his

knuckles, his eyes filled with excitement. "Finally. Saction."

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Even though Matthew's company managed to mellow the crown prince out, he was still Mightwater's noble, and

he had a lust for battle. No matter what kind of fight it was, he never backed down. Salazar, Matthew, and Freya

leaped out of the truck as well, looking murderous as they moved slowly toward their enemies.

The sun was shining brightly over their head, fresh air wafting across the roads.

It was a good tto kill.

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