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?”

you do outside, look at the scenery?” Jackson waved his hand to follow

entered that big steel entrance gate closed, trapping Jackson and Harry inside with no

his wrists, he continued

people come out from the office building. Their leader was a large man with a bald head and naked upper body with a snake tattooed on his chest. On his left hand he had a Tibetan

full of fat, and

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

manager of Dolcy Corporate who gave him good money for a simple favor: the following day someone

he get rid of the debt, he also got some cash in return, killing two birds with

sure want to see what stupid fool came

scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one behaved himself, but

came to collect a

pointed to Harry who was holding the files: “Come here,

the situation. There was a factory and a warehouse not far from them, but

“Master….”

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

proceeded to walk towards the bald man

actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry, cleared his throat and coughed out thick

“Hrooa, ptui!”

right

I’d rather die than to be

pick a fight. As Harry was about to attack, he noticed that a group of men staring at him fiercely,

you looking at? Give me

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

the papers before crumpling them up and throwing them under

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

of your debt! How will you pay

dog

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

you try barking, he’ll spit it out

for money.

balls coming

strong men laughed and