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.

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

body moved freely in the middle of

pipe passed, someone was bound to fall to the

meeting

clang, the iron hammer fell to the ground, and the big man uttered a scream. With his hand wounded it was as if

was knocked out

as if Jackson left a trace of real fire wherever he moved, and the weapon on his hand appeared to be a reaper’s scythe flying up and down,

put down by the steel pipe.

all those goons, Jackson threw away the bloody pipe to the ground, clapped his hands, and calmly

already dumbfounded, with a cold sweat

city, it was the first time he

down by him in mere seconds. Even his beloved Tibetan Mastiff was in the ground

was

suddenly felt his legs shaking.

waiting for? Attack him, come

subordinates. If they attacked, they would be putting their own lives at Jackson’s mercy if they tried to attack him. All of sudden, all

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

he raised his head again, Bob was already

himself with fear, Bob

be merciful and let me go, please, please let

as he thought of something. With his murderous intent dissipated, he waved his

give you

standing there, dumbfounded

simply too shocking for him, it was just like watching a

call out his name, he finally

thugs down in the floor. All of them

Master was

Harry’s worship of Jackson had reached an indescribable level,

Jackson’s side and

leave this one with me, you can go back to the car and

slowly headed to the entrance

was arrogant and domineering, stood there not daring

attention to him and casually sat