Man With Super Medical Skill novel Chapter 3496

The lackey dropped to his knees before Dominic, tears streaming down his face in an exaggerated display of desperation. The other nearby lackeys exchanged subtle glances, admiration flickering in their eyes. This guy is putting on quite the show.

However, Dominic wasn't amused. His expression darkened with irritation as he watched the sniveling man at his feet. Without a word, he pressed the barrel of his gun to the man's forehead, his voice cutting through the air like ice.

"Shut up."

The command was sharp and final, sending a visible tremor through the lackey. He immediately stopped crying, trembling as he tried to steady himself.

Dominic's gaze swept over the group with unrestrained ferocity, and his fury palpable.

"Bring me all his information. Now!"

"Yes, boss!"

One of the lackeys bolted out of the room so fast he nearly tripped over himself. Minutes later, he returned while panting heavily.

"Boss, I've got the details," he reported with a shaky voice. "The guy who took out Redwood—his name's Matteo Larden. From what we've gathered, he just appeared out of nowhere. There's no trace of him on the island before this. We're guessing he's from another island."

Dominic shot up from his chair, his face contorted with rage, and delivered a brutal kick to the lackey's chest.

"Do you think I care about that nonsense, you idiot?" he snarled. "What I need is his strength and his skills! You're worthless! Your pay for this month is gone. Useless trash!"

His words were punctuated by a stinging slap across the lackey's face, its sharp crack echoing through the tense air. But he didn't notice the flicker of resentment that briefly crossed the lackey's eyes.

The others stood frozen, not daring to utter a word. Watching the punishment unfold, they couldn't help but think, One wrong move, and you're next.

The lackey struggled to his feet, his voice shaking as he continued. "Boss, Matteo's only made a few moves, but each time, it's complete domination. No one's escaped him alive. We can't measure how strong he is."

Dominic sank back into his chair, pulling out his gun and meticulously wiping it down. His voice was calm but laced with menace. "Spread the word. Tonight, at the Deathmatch arena, I'm challenging Matteo. He doesn't have to show up, but if he doesn't, everyone connected to him dies."

The violent intent in his tone was unmistakable, sending a chill through the room. To Dominic, people weren't humans—they were assets, disposable and insignificant, like animals bred for slaughter.

"Yes, boss!"