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Chapter 44 He Who’d Rather Die than to Be Humiliated

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?”

Jackson waved his hand to follow him as he entered

entrance gate closed, trapping Jackson and Harry

disdainfully. Warming up his wrists, he continued to walk

bald head and naked upper body with a snake tattooed on his chest. On his left hand he had

were full of fat, and

also known as Big B,

money for a simple favor: the following day someone from the

get rid of the debt, he also got some cash in

what stupid fool

all over. The other one behaved himself, but

a

pointed to Harry who was holding the files: “Come

a factory and a warehouse not far from them, but although the doors were open there was no movement. Probably some thugs were

“Master….”

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

dry lips, straightened his back, and proceeded to walk towards the

actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry, cleared

“Hrooa, ptui!”

sputum was spit right on Harry leather

die than to be

Harry’s head. That bald guy obviously wanted to pick a fight. As Harry was about to attack, he noticed that

looking at?

subordinate, saying: “See if we owe them money.

read the papers before crumpling them up and throwing them under the

his mouth to bite the ball

of your debt! How will you

the dog and took three

the dog’s fault. How about the

yeah. Maybe if you try barking,

coming here for money. Go ask your

some big balls coming

laughed and shouted

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