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.

a short moment that steep pipe was already in Jackson’s hand. He weighted the pipe in his hand, sneered, and then

moved freely in the middle of

bound to fall to the ground,

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

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

was knocked out by Jackson’s

a trace of real fire wherever he moved, and the weapon on his hand appeared

as they were put down by the steel pipe. There were broken legs, ribs

ground, clapped his hands, and calmly walked towards Bob Giovanni and the

a cold sweat running

of the city,

him in mere seconds. Even his beloved Tibetan Mastiff was in the ground foaming from his mouth with no idea if he’d live or

was too

walking towards him with murderous intent, the ringleader suddenly felt his legs shaking. He pushed all

all waiting for? Attack him, come

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

flashed to the front, and with a couple

he raised his head again, Bob was already in front

fear, Bob

let me

he thought of something. With his murderous intent dissipated,

I’ll give

was still standing there, dumbfounded

now was simply too shocking for

call out his name, he finally

there were all the beaten thugs down in the floor. All of them crying

shit. Master

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

even ran to Jackson’s side and spoke with

one with me, you can go

the entrance gate with his hand on

back was arrogant and domineering, stood there not daring to move. The hand holding a wooden stick shivered, not

him