"Hey, I know my eldest sister loves me."

The half-grown child turned over and got up from the ground, patted the dust off his body, and acted as if nothing had happened. Matomaru's kick to him was neither painful nor itchy, and it was not even a punishment.

The two of them came to the scene of the accident together. The woman holding a pair of knives walked away after getting what she wanted. She had long since disappeared, leaving only the bastard crying for his father and mother.

"Get up! Everyone get up! Don't be embarrassed!"

Matomaru slammed the big knife on the ground, and the shocked wounded man quickly got up, not looking like he was dying just now.

"These are just flesh wounds. The strength is just right. He seems to be a veteran. No wonder you all capsized in the gutter."

After carefully examining the wounds of several people, Matomaru came to a conclusion. Unfortunately, she only knew so much. If someone from the same clan as the senior police superintendent in Longmen had been replaced, she might have found more clues.

"Sister~"

The little gangster with a bruised nose and face was crying and shouting, trying to get some attention.

"Sister, that woman's beating was really painful. You must help us take revenge."

Matomaru said angrily: "I haven't beaten you to death. If I can't beat you, it can only be said that you are not good at learning."

One of the gangsters held up a stack of money in his hand and said to please: "Sister, this is the reward paid by Bald John. You can drink again tonight."

Matomaru did not take it in his hand, but instead asked: "The woman who injured you went to Bald John's small clinic?"

"Yes, she went this way and came back ten minutes later, bringing a lot of things with her, but..."

Matomaru did not continue to listen and interrupted the other party: "I'll go to Old John's first, and you guys go back first."

Watching the eldest sister leaving in a hurry, several gangsters gathered together and discussed in low voices: "What happened to eldest sister today?"

"I don't know, maybe you want to avenge us?"

"Let's not leave. Sister will be back soon and has more important things to talk about."

Naturally, Matomaru didn't know the little plans of her younger brothers. She walked forward quickly with a big knife and went straight to Bald John's small clinic. The only decent place in this small town was even better than the Sheriff's Office.

luxury.

Bald John was once an army officer in Colombia. After he was discharged from the army, he opened a small clinic here. He usually treated minor illnesses as serious illnesses and treated serious illnesses as terminal illnesses. He treated terminal illnesses as if they were terminal illnesses. He just treated them and waited until death. Three consecutive attempts to persuade him to quit.

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Matomaru suspected more than once that his three-legged cat's medical skills might be used to take care of livestock in the army, and he could only deceive unsophisticated civilians in remote areas.

The woman who rewarded her younger brother obviously came here to take something back, and Matomaru didn't find any signs of a fight at the door.

Just when she took it for granted that the matter was resolved peacefully, when she got closer, she noticed that the door handle on the door of the small clinic had been removed.

"I don't have what you want here. There are very few burn medicines. Except for hospitals in big cities, small clinics don't have much stock at all."

As soon as Matomaru entered the door, she heard complaints coming from inside. She knocked on the door with the back of her knife and shouted: "Bald John, are you not dead yet?!"

Matomaru leaned the big knife against the door. She was not worried that it would be stolen. After all, there were very few people who could hold it, and even fewer people who knew how to use the big knife.

Kicking away a black cat blocking the way, Matomaru walked inside and saw a head shining under the fluorescent lamp in front of the cashier.

The owner of the head was holding the cash register. When he saw her coming, he cried: "Girl Matao, all my good medicines have been taken away. Just a little bit can buy my clinic..."

"Shut up, do you still want to say that all the medicines combined can buy Colombia?!"

Matomaru felt angry for no reason when he heard this.

"I am telling the truth. I am a well-trained doctor from the Colombian army..."

"Stop, let me ask you, did that woman pay for the medicine when she came here?"

Bald John held it in for a long time and could only say half a sentence: "The money she gave is not enough. In big cities, it's just a lot more, but in the Rust Belt, it's far from enough..."

"That's just giving money. What she did was called forced transaction, not robbery. I have no control over this matter."

Matomaru suddenly lost interest and turned around to leave.

Bald John shouted behind her: "That woman is very powerful. Her swords are so fast that I can't see clearly. She seems to be a famous person. Her name is Patrick Chunlei. Don't you want to fight her?"

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A crappy way to provoke someone.

Matomaru walked to the door, picked up the big knife, and remained indifferent to Bald John's provocation. She was no longer the Matomaru who often lost consciousness due to fierce battles.

It's a pity that he can't see it.

When Matomaru walked out of the small clinic, the sky was already full of stars, and he happened to see the local police chief coming to check on the situation.

"Matomaru, are you interested in this matter?"

The police sergeant held a reward flyer in his hand, with the target and reward amount written on it. The amount was not very large, but it was already a large reward for civilians.

Matomaru had seen more money, and she didn't care, so she waved her hand and left.

"Not interested, whoever is interested can go."

When she returned the same way, she happened to see the gangsters still waiting for her and did not leave early. She couldn't help frowning and said: "Why don't you go back?"

One of them said with a smile: "Sister, are you interested in the woman who wields two swords? I know where she lives..."

"Don't get rich like this. Remember one thing, you will always have to pay back the evil you did today. Sooner or later, you will catch up with you one day."

Matomaru shook his head and rejected the other party's proposal.

"Sister, it's just a simple competition, and there is no money involved. Think about it, a dual swordsman like that is definitely not an ordinary person. Don't you often say that powerful people are attracted to each other?"

Matomaru remained silent, his steps never stopped, but his pace had slowed down.

It seems to make sense.

She is a person who is not good at thinking and her thinking mode is also very simple.

If there is no interest involved, maybe we can have a little discussion?

Thinking of this, Matomaru couldn't help but feel a little itchy. There was no one in the Rust Belt who could fight with her. She usually swung her sword into the air, and she would get tired of it after a long time. She really wanted to spar with an evenly matched warrior.

"If it doesn't work out, sister, you can still give her money. Just ask someone to be a sparring partner and give her half of the bounty we earn. She just needs to buy medicine and see a doctor. It will be more convenient if she has money."
Chapter completed!