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?”

at the scenery?” Jackson waved his hand

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

laughed disdainfully. Warming up his wrists, he continued to

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

full of fat, and

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

be canceled. Not only did he get rid of the debt, he

see what stupid fool came here to

One already looked scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one behaved himself, but without long he would be

a debt, is

to Harry who was holding the

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

“Master….”

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

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

intention to actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry, cleared his throat

“Hrooa, ptui!”

sputum was spit right on

I’d rather die

rushed to Harry’s head. That bald guy obviously wanted to pick a fight. As Harry was about to attack, he noticed that a group of men staring at

are you looking at? Give me

subordinate, saying: “See if we owe them money. If we do give them back what

to read the papers before crumpling them

dog was trained to bark twice, then opened his mouth

evidence of your

got scared by the dog

the dog’s fault. How about

yeah. Maybe if you try barking, he’ll

for money. Go ask your

balls coming here to

men laughed and