Chapter 74
Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Six or seven modified locomotives drove over with a roar and a dozen young men in strange outfits were sitting on them.
Wherever they went, stall owners evaded them as if they were a plague. Soon, those locomotives arrived in front of Mr. Johnâs food stall.
âHey, old man! Itâs time to pay up this monthâs cleaning fees!â A blond young man shouted triumphantly.
With fear written on his face, Mr. John mumbled, âMr. Lowe, m-my wife is in the hospital and there are a lot of expenses I need to pay for. D-Do you think you can wait for a few more daysâ¦â
Mr. Lowe yelled angrily, âF*ck! I donât give a shit whether your wife is hospitalized. If you donât pay the cleaning fees, you canât set up your stall here!â
âIâ¦â Mr. John looked distressed. âMr. Lowe, c-can you give me two more days? Give me some time toâ¦â
Mr. Lowe just kicked the table in front of him and roared, âF*ck! Iâve already given you a few days to raise the money. Do you think that Iâm an easy target to bully?â
Mr. John shivered in fear and said, âMr. Lowe, I-I really donât have the money right now. Iâll definitely hand you the money tomorrow!â
âFine, Iâll give you one last chance. If I donât receive the money by tomorrow, youâll be hospitalized just like your wife!â Mr. Lowe scolded. Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Sasha, who was sitting not far away from him.
Amazed by Sashaâs beauty, he hurriedly gestured to the men around him and said, âLook! What a beauty!â
The other men turned to look at Sasha and they were all infatuated.
âOh my! Where did this pretty lady come from? Sheâs even prettier than movie stars!â
âSheâs the most beautiful woman Iâve seen in my life!â
âWeâre lucky tonight! Letâs go!â
The dozen young men rubbed their palms together in anticipation. However, Mr. Lowe waved his hand and said, âDonât be impulsive! Let me handle her!â
âMr. Lowe is going to handle her! This should be interesting!â
âMr. Lowe will definitely win her heart!â
âIs there any woman who would dare to reject Mr. Lowe?â
Mr. Lowe ran his fingers through his hair and put on a smile that he thought was charming before walking up to Matthewâs table.
He put his elbows on the table and rested his chin on his palms as he looked at Sasha affectionately.
âHoney, I made a bet with my friends and they say that youâll never give me your Whatsapp number.
However, I donât believe them. What do you think?â
Matthew immediately frowned. He was already annoyed when he saw Mr. Lowe and his friends bully Mr. John, and now he was blatantly trying to hook up with his wife. It seems that he doesnât take me seriously.
Sasha coldly replied, âIâm sorry but I donât use Whatsapp.â
Hearing this, Mr. Lowe looked angry but he quickly smiled again and said, âItâs okay. If you donât have Whatsapp, letâs follow each other on Facebook then.â
âIâm sorry but I donât want to.â
In a deep voice, he growled, âDarling, youâre being really rude!â
Matthew instantly interrupted and said, âWhether she wants to give her contact to you is her choice.
Donât you think that youâre being a disturbance?â
A cold expression appeared on Mr. Loweâs face at once and he shouted, âIâm asking for her number.
What does that have to do with you? Youâre not qualified to speak to me! F*ck off or Iâll beat you up!â
Mr. Loweâs group of friends also started yelling at Matthew to ask him to leave.