Watson had entered the toxic fog area with his backpack.
Kevin, the leader of the gangs, was also anxious. He drove down the underling in the car:
"All of you, get down and follow me."
As soon as Kevin gave the order, all his gangs gathered at the edge of the poisonous mist.
Kevin, who had legs and brain but lacked judgment, didn't feel anything strange about the poisonous fog area at all.
They only knew that Watson didn't drive and they also left the car outside.
He intended to catch up with Watson and the others, bare-handed.
At this time, one of Kevin's men, whose name was Harry, was born and raised here. He carefully stepped forward to stop their leader:
"Boss, we can't go in like this..."
Before Harry could finish his words, Kevin cast a fierce glance at him and said:
"What are you talking about? Are you going to spoil my good plan?"
After hesitating for a long time, Harry mustered up his courage and told him all the big things he had heard since he was a child: