King's Back

On the way, Harry drove fast as lightning, looking as if he wasn’t a tiny bit nervous.

With Jackson on his side, this debt collecting thing seemed like child’s play.

Master was a person who could deal with several big gangsters with little effort, able to blow them off with a punch. With his master in charge there was nothing to fear.

Harry even thought to himself, later he’d rush to the front line and show his master the result of yesterday’s training.

As he thought of this, he accelerated even more.

After about forty minutes, they arrived in front of a courtyard in the southern area of the city’s industrial park.

There you could see office buildings and factories covering at least two thousand square meters.

There were also a few wolf dogs tied down at the entrance, sleeping sluggishly under the sun with saliva drooping from their mouths.

After parking the car Harry arrived at the entrance, leading to a security guard immediately showing up.

“What are you here for?”

The security guard spoke in a rough tone. He wore a crooked hat, had a baton pinned to his waist, and his sleeves rolled up, revealing a tiger tattoo on one of his arms.

“We’re from Dolcy Corporate, came to collect a debt.”

“Dolcy Corporate? Collect a debt?”

The corner of the security guard's mouth lifted up in a teasing smile. He never thought they would actually come.

He picked up the walkie talkie, pressed it and said, “People from Dolcy Corporate came over.”

After a minute passed someone on the walkie talkie said to let them inside. The security guard nodded in confirmation and opened the door slightly.

“Alright, come on in.”

Harry started to feel like something wasn’t quite right. With his heart suddenly starting to pound he asked, “Master, do…do we really go inside?”

the scenery?” Jackson waved his hand to follow him as he entered

as they both entered that big steel entrance gate closed, trapping Jackson and Harry inside

up his

out from the office building. Their leader was a large man with a bald head and naked upper body with a

leader’s cheeks were full of fat, and his

ZD Company, Bob Giovanni, also known as Big B, none

from the sales manager of Dolcy Corporate who gave him good money for a simple favor: the following day someone from the company would show up to collect the debt. When that

be canceled. Not only did he get rid of the debt, he also got

what stupid fool came

found two people. One already looked scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one

collect a

who was holding

a warehouse not far from them,

“Master….”

were in front of him. With a calm smile he responded: “Show them

lips, straightened his back, and proceeded to walk towards the bald man

had no intention to actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry, cleared

“Hrooa, ptui!”

right on Harry leather

die than to be

head. That bald guy obviously wanted to pick a fight. As Harry was about to attack, he noticed that a group of men staring at him fiercely,

looking

and handed it to a subordinate, saying: “See if we owe them money. If we do give

pretended to read the papers before crumpling them

to bark twice, then opened his mouth to bite the ball of papers, immediately tearing

the evidence of your debt! How

the dog and

was the dog’s fault. How about the two of you talk it

barking, he’ll

for money. Go

big balls coming here to collect

men laughed and shouted