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?”

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

gate

Warming up his wrists,

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

cheeks were full of fat, and his eyes looked sharp as a

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

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

1-million-yuan debt would be canceled. Not only did he get rid of the debt, he also got some cash in return,

want to see what stupid fool

all over. The other one behaved himself, but

to collect a debt, is that

was holding the files: “Come here,

ringleader as he was focused on observing the situation. There was a factory and a warehouse not far

“Master….”

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

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

intention to actually take the files. He glanced

“Hrooa, ptui!”

spit right on Harry

die than to be

wanted to pick a fight. As Harry was about

are you looking at? Give me the

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

read the papers before crumpling them up and

mouth to bite the ball of

doing, this is the evidence of your debt! How will you pay

by the dog

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

you try barking, he’ll spit

for money. Go

some big balls coming here to

strong men laughed and