The Great Medical Saint

On Alistair's profile, his family background, education, work experience, and completed missions were displayed. At the bottom, a red note stated, "Mission failed. Deceased."

Matthew got the gist that Nathan thought Alistair had died. He kept scrolling through Nathan's contacts and found 40 friends in total. More than 30 of them had died on missions, and only five were still alive.

Matthew tapped on Hoxton Ziegler's profile, and his details showed up right away. "Hoxton Ziegler, 29 years old, five foot three. He's single and works as a food delivery person. With a master's in pharmaceutical chemistry, he specializes in food poisoning."

Hoxton was single with a family of four. He was rated as a four-star assassin in The Misfortune's Veil. He charged one million dollars for each kill.

Matthew thought for a moment before changing the phone number linked to the account. He used Nathan's phone number to get the verification code and changed it to his account number. After that, he reset the account password.

After finishing all this, Matthew transferred five million dollars into Hoxton's account, then mimicked how the earlier message was sent to write down a new task. "Kill five key members of the Fuller family in Mistvale City."

With a chime, Hoxton got back right away. "I'll get the job done within a week."

Then, Matthew moved on to another contact-Jimmy Albright. He was 39 years old, an electrician, and a college graduate. After going through Jimmy's information, Matthew wired five million dollars into his account.

One after another, Matthew hired four assassins, sending five million dollars to each. They all had the same mission-taking out the five key members of the Fuller family.

After wrapping things up, Matthew suddenly realized it might not be so bad to have his personal assassination organization. If he wanted revenge, he could just post a few jobs. That alone was an amazing perk.noveldrama

At the Fuller residence in Mistvale City, Clement watched as Leopold transferred 20 million dollars to The Misfortune's Veil in resignation. "The assassins from The Misfortune's Veil have messed up twice already, Dad. They can't get rid of Matthew. The 20 million dollars might go down the drain."

Leopold's expression turned grim. "Why do you think they're bound to fail? The Misfortune's Veil is an assassin organization. They're professional at what they do. Maybe Matthew just got lucky the first two times, but I don't think his luck will hold out forever."

Upon hearing Leopold's words, Clement felt hopeful again. "What do you think their chances are?"

Leopold thought it over and responded, "In the first two attempts, The Misfortune's Veil underestimated Matthew. But now that they know what he's capable of,

I'm certain he won't make it out alive this time."

Clement had always looked up to Leopold, who started from nothing and built a huge family business. His vision, courage, and intelligence were truly exceptional.

With Leopold's words, Clement felt

much more confident. "Our family

used to thrive. Now, we've lost half of our people, and it's a devastating blow. But if we can take out

Matthew, the Fuller family will be the top pharmaceutical family in the northeast."

...

The waves on Lambda River surged endlessly. When the waters reached

Delisnora Bay, they started flowing back.

The water was fast and rough here, with waves churning and countless whirlpools

swirling like an hourglass. It was a unique sight limited in Delisnora Bay.

A few men gazed at the whirlpools when they suddenly saw someone drifting oyer, bobbing up and down in the water. They quickly picked up a long hook from the shore and pulled the person out of the whirlpool. After some effort, the person finally came to.

As Nathan opened his eyes, he saw a few unfamiliar faces and was too scared to

say a word. Not knowing what had happened, he didn't dare to move.

A young man in his 20s with long hair said, "You're finally up! How are you

feeling? Do you want us to take you to the hospital?"

Hospital? These people must have rescued Nathan.

Feeling his tension melt away, Nathan shook his head. "No. I don't need to go to the hospital. I'm fine."

As Nathan spoke, he pushed himself up off the ground. He was anxious that Matthew might show up, so he didn't dare to stick around. He clambered up the riverbank and jogged away.

The young man and his buddies looked at one another, exchanging puzzled looks.

They watched until Nathan was out of sight. The young man with long hair then furrowed his brows and mumbled, "Who is this guy? We saved him, and he didn't even bother to thank us."