Chapter 1144


    Chapter 1144 Grim Reaper


    Despite facing the Leighs at their worst, Matthew still looked as impassive as ever.


    He swept his gaze across the crowd and fixated them on Old Master Leigh.


    “I’ve heard that…” His cold voice rang out, catching the crowd’s attention. “…you wanted blood for blood


    from me. So, tell me. What are you going to do to me now that I’m standing here?”


    At that moment, Old Master Leigh was so angered by the disrespect that he could only let out augh


    before he hissed, “B*stard. Oh, you are good, alright. But you are not the best. Do you really think that


    the Ten Greatest Families are going to sit back and let you do as you please? I have been expecting


    you, Matthew. And as a wee gift from the Leighs to you, I have hired 3 highly trained professionals


    from Eastshire for you to have fun with.” He then emphasized, “Don’t even think about leaving here


    alive.”


    As he spoke, 3 figures started to make their way toward Matthew.


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    One of them was a muscr middle-aged man; the other was an old man who held a pouch for his


    tobo pipe; thest one was an ordinary-looking woman.


    Even though their looks did not stand out, the people from the Leigh Family treated them respectfully.


    Even Old Master Leigh had stood up from his chair to bow to them as he let them take the stage. “Dear


    guests, this is Matthew––whom I have told you about. I will leave him to your expertise then.”


    The musclehead was the first to give a reply. “Enough words, old man!” he said with a wave. “I, Brock


    Brown, have much to repay the Leighs. I’ll be done with doing you a favor after I kill this piece of sh*t


    named Matthew. You better stop making trouble for us after this!”


    Instead of feeling embarrassed, Old Man Leigh only respectfully bowed as a gleeful smile appeared on


    his face.


    At that instant, Tiger, who had been standing alongside Matthew, immediately turned to stone.


    “Y-You’re Brock Brown?” he stammered.


    The muscr man threw him a side nce upon hearing the question. “Ya’ know me?”


    Tiger’s face only further dropped at Brock’s reply. “If you are Brock Brown, then—” He frightfully turned to


    look at the old man with the pipe pouch. “C-Could he be Grim Reaper Somy Fall?”


    Pleased that Tiger had recognized them, Brock sneered and boasted, “Good thing you are not as dumb


    as you look.”


    With his face as dark as coal now, Tiger inconspicuously tugged on Matthew’s shirt and mumbled,


    “Matthew, should we… just leave? These 3 are kind of… difficult to deal with.”


    “What do you mean?” Matthew asked with a confused expression.


    “The old dude, Grim Reaper Somy Fall, was one of the Top Ten Fighters of Eastshire. Even Master


    Newman approves of him. He said that the Grim Reaper’s skills are one-of-a-kind.” His eyes then moved


    to the woman among the trio. “That woman is his daughter. And that musclehead,” he said as he peeked


    at Brock. “He is the Reaper’s student. They all are tough opponents. This might not end well if we fight


    them head-on…” His already-small voice began to trail off before even finishing his sentence.


    Matthew frowned deeply after hearing Tiger’s exnation. He never would have thought that the Leighs


    would hire professionals like them to fight against him.


    The Leighs must have spread the word that they wanted to kill him because they knew that Matthew


    would naturally fall for their trap by barging his way into the Leigh Residence. Like predators, they had all


    along nned to pounce at Matthew after he had voluntarily entered their yground.


    The woman, who had been silent all this while, suddenly raised her voice in annoyance. “You think you


    can leave just because you want to? Also, you daree to the Leigh Residence after cutting off Master


    Leigh’s ears? Do you really think that you are above thew? Tell you what, why don’t you start by


    getting on your knees, and then beg for the Leighs’ forgiveness? If you do that, I’ll let you off with both of


    your arms still intact. Don’t make me do this myself. I promise you, you will be dead if you make me


    move from this spot.”


    Matthew’s eyebrows creased deeper at her words. What a grumpydy, he thought.


    Instead of replying, he posed her another question. “Are you sure you want to stick your nose into this?


    This is between me and the Leighs, you know.”


    Hearing that, the woman immediately erupted as she glowered. “Did I not make myself clear? I said to


    kneel, beg, and mutte yourself. Did I say you could talk sh*t? Alright, nevermind. I have changed my


    mind. I’ll take an eye from you too. That will be your punishment for spouting nonsense.”


    Her face had a proud glow to it as she spoke.


    After listening to her preach, Matthew could somewhat guess what the woman had thought of him––he


    was probably already a dead man to her.


    Matthew’s face turned cold as he looked at the woman, and he promptly thought of two simple words


    that would describe her perfectly. Crazy b*tch.