Seeing that Zavier's limbs were broken by Nathan, the persecuted girls couldn't help applauding.
When Billy saw that his master had been crippled by Nathan, he was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of green water of his mouth, and he fell to the ground.
"Coward." Nathan sneered.
Since Billy was frightened to death, Nathan had no interest in dealing with him.
Zavier was sweating from the pain. He screamed hoarsely. "Nathan, how dare you hit me? I am the only heir of Sanchez Fist!"
"My father will never let you go!"
"Last time you were lucky, and Mr. West helped you."
"This time, he will kill you with his own hands!"
Zavier hated Nathan very much, and he couldn't accept the fact that he was going to be a useless person for the rest of his life.
Nathan said indifferently, "He should thank me for sparing your life. For a person like you, it's kind of me not to kill you."