King's Back

After the screen was paused, it froze on a man wearing a black peaked cap, who was in sportswear and carrying a large travel bag.

"Notify the security guards at all the entrances that this man is very dangerous. Tell them not to say anything but just call me if they ever find him."

"Yes, I...I understand." The security guard said in a daze, hurriedly using the walkie-talkie to notify the other security guards.

Jackson left a phone number, and then quickly walked out of the security room.

After leaving the security room, Jackson took a walk in the real estate.

There were twelve buildings in the real estate, including four short buildings and eight tall ones.

Jackson arrived at the six tall buildings in the real estate, took a pause, looking at the main street of the block outside to compare the locations.

The killer must have taken the shot from the top of this building, which was undoubtedly the truth.

Jackson took the elevator and went to the top floor.

Two residents were living here. There was a staircase to the rooftop. The iron door at the end was supposed to be locked, but now it was opened.

Jackson smiled playfully, walking up the stairs within only a few steps.

The rooftop was very spacious. He could only see a few vents and a large water tank at one glance.

It was quiet in a strange way.

At that time, he heard an unwilling gasp from behind a vent, which was on the edge of the roof.

“Damn it! I failed."

The man was in sportswear with a cigarette in his mouth, and a cigarette afterwards had always been his habit, especially when the mission failed, which made him a little bit depressed, and he was ready to leave after smoking.

The killer felt alert when he heard the sudden footsteps.

"Who’s there?"

The killer decisively took out a dagger from his backpack, turning around and got out from behind the vent.

and said faintly: "Don't rush

full of weaknesses, but the murderous intent emanating from this

seemed to be looking

you the one who was driving just now?" the

you have seen it all through the

that you have wasted all

place, and he was so humiliated by Jackson that he

nerve to get in

up like a dormant leopard, whose dagger was flickering,

motionless. It was only until the dagger was an inch from his heart when he took a step back, and at the same time raised his right hand, exerting force on the

his wrist broke, and the dagger fell to

series of actions were concise and

Jackson showed his right hand, a simple ring on his finger was

whole body trembled violently, and even his wrist broke, he forgot

lord of the

hand and his terrifying skill despite of his young age had reminded the

Dragon Palace,

overwhelming, sweeping through all major

and the twelve Seraphs under his command were all

one day he would be faced with someone

and said, "Yes. I didn’t expect you to have some insight. Just say it, who

took a deep breath, knowing that

to make any movements, Jackson would definitely crush

laughed sadly and said,

Palace, with us, The Shadow, you may not be able to keep

face is nothing but endless killing,

laughed madly. Then as if he had made up his mind, a

What?

late. The killer had already bitten the poison capsule and

only a few grams of

those killers from world-class killer organizations would have the courage to dictate themselves

The Shadow……

this killer to come from

the assassin again, but