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?”

outside, look at the scenery?” Jackson waved his

that big steel entrance gate closed, trapping

laughed disdainfully. Warming up his wrists, he continued to

with a bald head and naked upper body with a

were full of fat, and his eyes

also known as Big B, none other than

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

that 1-million-yuan debt would be canceled. Not only did he get rid of

see what stupid fool came here to

scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one behaved himself, but without long he

a debt, is

who was holding the

didn’t pay attention to the ringleader as he was focused on observing the situation. There was a factory and a warehouse not far from them, but although the doors were open there was no movement. Probably some thugs were

“Master….”

were in front of

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

Bob Giovanni had no intention to actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry, cleared his throat and

“Hrooa, ptui!”

sputum was spit right on Harry

rather die

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

you looking

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

read the papers before crumpling them up

twice, then opened his mouth to bite the ball

the evidence of your

by the dog and took three steps

blame me, it was the dog’s fault. How about

you try barking, he’ll spit

fuck, coming here for money.

big balls coming

men laughed and shouted