"Ah!"
Potter let out a scream before completely passing out.
His scream also touched the hearts of those Americans present.
Including Odingle.
They had been arrogant before because Potter could fight, and also since the power behind Odingle was formidable.
Now that even such a strong fighter as Potter had been directly taken down, how could they possibly be a match for this young man before them?
"You'll regret this."
Odingle swallowed his spit, shaking as he pointed at Julius Reed, "Everything you've done here today, I will make you pay for it!"
"I don't like those who are all talk."
Julius Reed looked toward Beckett Carmichael, "He's a bit noisy. Quiet him down."
Having said that, Julius Reed searched Potter's body and found a pack of cigarettes which he started to fiddle with in his hand.
"Understood!"
Beckett Carmichael chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards Odingle.
"You foreign devil! Today I'll show you that I am your superior!"