Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3739

"There isn't, but don't lose hope. I'll start mass producing it right away, and you'll never run out."

Serpent had never thought that a poison could break him so completely. If he wanted to keep breathing, he had no choice but to tie his fate to Matthew.

The cravings clawed back into their bodies, harsher and more vicious than before.

It felt as if hooks were tearing through their chests, as if fire was eating them alive from the inside. None of them could sit still. Some sank their teeth into their own arms. Others ripped at their hair until clumps fell into their hands.

Serpent's eyes filled with panic as he staggered toward Matthew. "Give me a bottle of Kiss of God! For God's sake, give it to me now!"

The others threw themselves around Matthew too, collapsing to their knees, pleading for the drink.

"But this is the very last one I have."

Matthew lifted the bottle he had hidden away and shook it in front of them.

The Medusa Gang snapped into madness, diving toward him like starving beasts. The sudden cracks of gunfire split the air. Several bodies hit the ground and lay still at Matthew's feet.

"Do any of you even care that I'm your captain anymore?"

But none of them heard him. Their minds were gone. They saw only the bottle and nothing else.

More gunshots roared. Serpent cut down the rest of his men until not a single one drew breath.

"Captain Sogan, I'm the last one standing. Please, let me have it."

"I'll give it to you, but I want something in return."

Serpent collapsed onto his knees with a dull thud. "Name a hundred things, name a thousand. I'll do every single one without question."

Matthew looked down at him. The great Captain Serpent, who once carried himself like a king, now crawled like a desperate beggar. The sight was sweet to watch.

Yet the ones Serpent truly owed his knees to were the countless lives he had destroyed.

"I'm begging you, Mr. Sogan. I can't fight this pain anymore. Give me the drug."

Matthew said nothing. His silence cut sharper than words. Serpent crashed forward, smashing his forehead against the dirt again and again until blood streaked down his skin.

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