"Basher attacked that kid, but he broke his own legs?"
"Am I seeing things?"
When they saw Basher lying on the ground in pain, the Severed Fingers Gang's leaders felt a surge of emotions in their hearts. Basher was a peak gold-tier elite, and he should be able to crush armor of the same level with a single kick, let alone a kid. They knew Watson must be at least gold-tier since he could use his head to withstand a kick from Basher.
In other words, Watson had platinum-tier strength!
"Now that Basher has failed, according to the agreement, he will become my subordinate! The rest of you, if you have the confidence, you can also bet against me. I will fulfill all of your requirements." Watson ignored Basher, who was lying on the ground and wailing in pain. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the group.
