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

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

laughed disdainfully. Warming up his

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

leader’s cheeks were full of fat, and his eyes looked

also known as Big

received a call 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 that happens, he was asked to

of the debt, he

to see what stupid

and found two people. One already looked scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one behaved himself, but without long

came to collect a

pointed to Harry who was holding the files:

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 waiting

“Master….”

those who were in front of

and proceeded to walk towards the bald man to place the files on

no intention to actually take the files. He glanced down at Harry,

“Hrooa, ptui!”

spit right on Harry

I’d rather die

about to attack, he noticed that

the fuck are you looking

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

grinned hideously and pretended to read the papers before crumpling

twice, then opened his mouth to bite the ball

of your debt! How will you

got scared by the dog and took three

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

Maybe if you try barking, he’ll spit

here for money.

has some big balls coming

strong men laughed and