King's Back

Harry was stunned right then and there and didn’t move at all.

Right at that moment, Jackson took a step forward and sent flying the over fifty kilo Tibetan Mastiff with a kick.

The dog fell on the ground and howled in pain.

Bob Giovanni was stupefied, that guy dared to kick his beloved dog!

The boss was no fool, he soon understood that guy had skill. Not just anyone could send flying a Tibetan Mastiff with a kick.

But in the south of the city he was the one in charge. If someone opposed him, he just diced with death.

Besides, he had ten companions with him, the ringleader had nothing to fear.

As Big B was about to call his subordinates to rush against Jackson, he heard Jackson say:

“These many aren’t enough. You should call all your friends to come out and play!”

Bob measured Jackson up and down. This man was quite something, absolutely crazy.

The gang boss shook his arm, “You sure have some fucking balls. Fine, if you want to die that badly, I’ll grant you your wish. Men, come over here!”

Ten thugs quickly rushed out from the factory and warehouse.

These men all held weapons in their hands such as steel pipes, baseball bats and hammers.

This group of menacing people all surrounded Jackson and Harry.

Harry gulped in fear and looked at Jackson with pleading eyes.

He just started training with Jackson one day ago and already had to be in such a fight. He didn’t even know any moves yet!

Jackson stood proudly as his eyes swept through the faces in the crowd like knives.

One of the thugs holding a steel pipe took the lead and tried to hit Jackson’s head, but as soon as he lifted the steel pipe to strike Jackson sent him flying with a kick.

The kick made him fly upside down and even knocked down two men in a row before finally stopping.

hand. He weighted the pipe in his hand, sneered, and then took the initiative to rush

the middle of the crowd of thugs like a

pipe passed, someone was bound to fall

confronted Jackson, meeting the descending steel pipe with his hammer held

uttered a scream. With his hand wounded it was as

he was knocked out

and the weapon on his hand appeared to be a reaper’s scythe flying up

put down by the steel

goons, Jackson threw away the bloody pipe to the ground, clapped his hands, and calmly walked towards Bob Giovanni and

dumbfounded, with a cold

so many years breezing through the southern part of the city, it was the first time he ever saw such a ruthless

fighters were put down by him in mere seconds. Even his beloved Tibetan Mastiff was in the ground foaming from his mouth with no idea

was too

intent, the ringleader suddenly felt his legs shaking. He pushed all the goons around him

are you all waiting for? Attack him, come

all the courage left in Bob Giovanny’s subordinates. If they attacked, they would be putting their own

a chance to escape. He flashed to the front, and with a couple of punches finished those

he raised his head again, Bob

himself with fear, Bob pleaded to

and let me go, please, please let

let out a smile as he thought of something. With his murderous intent

Harry, I’ll give

was still standing there, dumbfounded with blank

just now was simply too shocking for him, it was just like

call out his name, he finally

in the floor. All of them crying in pain, covering their heads, screaming

Master was

an indescribable level, it was

to Jackson’s side and spoke

one with me, you can go back to the car and take a

headed to the entrance gate with

guard who just a little while back was arrogant and domineering, stood there not daring to move. The hand

pay any attention to him and