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?”

Jackson waved his hand to follow him as he entered the courtyard

both entered that big steel entrance gate closed,

disdainfully. Warming up his wrists,

office building. Their leader was a large man with a bald head and naked upper

of fat, and his eyes looked sharp as a

as Big B, none other than the ringleader of the

a simple favor: the following day someone from the company would show up to collect the debt. When that happens, he was asked to help fix

debt would be canceled. Not only did he get rid of the debt, he also got some cash in return, killing two birds with one

sure want to see what stupid fool

over. The other one behaved himself,

to collect a debt,

holding the

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

“Master….”

at those who were in front of him. With a calm smile he responded:

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

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

“Hrooa, ptui!”

right

I’d rather die

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, which made him think

the fuck are you looking at? Give

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

to read the papers before crumpling them up and

mouth to bite the ball

the evidence of your debt!

by the dog and took

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

Maybe if you try barking, he’ll spit it out

fuck, coming here for money. Go ask

has some big balls coming

laughed and