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Chapter 371: Rebuilding The Severed Fingers Gang
Sometime later, Watson returned to Count Gray’s manor in the capital. There were tens of thousands of people waiting outside the manor, all scratching their ears and cheeks. The air was filled with an uneasy mood.

Count Gray stood at the front of those people. When he saw Watson return, he immediately went forward and knelt respectfully on one knee. “Master, I have completed your orders. I have gathered all the Severed Fingers members in the capital.”

“Very good, well done.”

“Master, you flatter me. I could not have done it without your help. If it weren’t for the fact that you made Snick and Marcus into your subordinates, I would not have had the right to transfer their men here.”

Count Gray continued to speak respectfully. Not far behind him, two men were half-kneeling on the ground in the same position, expressing their respect to Watson. One of the men was Snick, whom Watson had captured in the black market. His narrow eyes were filled with the viciousness of a python. The other man was a burly and fully armored warrior with a simple smile on his face.

That warrior was Marcus. He was the City Defense Department’s deputy director. He was also a Viscount. Even though his title was not high, the City Defense Department was the lifeblood of the entire royal city. The nine high walls outside the city, the exchange of the imperial guards, and the soldiers’ daily necessities were all included in the responsibilities of the City Defense Department. Marcus also had a good relationship with the military general, Hoen.

The identities of the Severed Fingers Gang’s leaders were not given at random. Those with missing fingers on the same side of the hand could do the same thing. For example, Elven and Snick had the same industry—slavery and prostitution, but one was in the floating city, and the other was in the capital. It was apparent that Snick had earned more from the same job.

Those missing a finger on their right hand could do the same job as Marcus, also known as Right Thumb. His job involved the army. For a kingdom, there was nothing that burned more money than the army. An army of 100,000 people could consume millions of gold coins in a month without a war. If there were a war, the consumption would be several times more.

It was undoubtedly more convenient to steal a little of that enormous sum of money and put it into his own pocket than to do any other work to earn money.

“The purpose of gathering everyone here today is very simple. That is, I intend to reestablish the Severed Fingers Gang and establish a new doctrine for this organization.”

Watson’s goal was to become the king of that kingdom and bring peace to it. Outsiders would never be able to harm his family and friends. If he wanted to achieve that goal, he had to start from a small angle. After all, he was not powerful enough to contend with the entire kingdom.

Changing the dark side of the kingdom and firmly holding it in his hands was the first step he had to take. Even though the Severed Fingers Gang was an underground force, they had a network all over the kingdom and were under his control. At the very least, he could know what was happening in the whole kingdom. In terms of information acquisition, he was not inferior to King Landhar III.

“Who is that kid? He looks only 12 or 13 years old, but he dares to boast that he wants to fix the Severed Fingers Gang. Is he drunk?”

“Shhh... I only know that kid’s name is Watson. Although I don’t know his specific identity, he must be extraordinary, seeing that the three bosses are so respectful toward him. We’d better be more respectful.”

Among the tens of thousands of Severed Fingers members there, only Donder and a few dozen people from the Three-legged Cat tavern knew what Watson had done. The rest of his subordinates were still confused.

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