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.

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

the middle of

passed, someone was bound to fall to the ground, covering their bleeding

Jackson, meeting the descending steel pipe with his hammer held

ground, and the big man uttered a scream. With his hand wounded

he was knocked out

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,

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

to the ground, clapped his hands, and calmly

a cold sweat running

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

Tibetan Mastiff was in

was too

ringleader suddenly felt his legs shaking. He

are you all waiting for? Attack him,

took out all the courage left in Bob Giovanny’s subordinates. If they attacked, they would be putting their own lives at Jackson’s mercy if they tried to attack

a chance to escape. He flashed to the front, and

he raised his head again, Bob was already

pissing himself with fear, Bob pleaded

and let me go, please, please let

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

Harry, I’ll give

there, dumbfounded with blank

too shocking for him,

name, he finally reacted, running up

there were all the beaten thugs down in the floor. All of them crying in pain, covering their heads, screaming from the pain

shit. Master

reached an indescribable level, it was

even ran to Jackson’s side and spoke

leave this one with me, you can go back to

entrance gate with his hand

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

any attention to him and casually sat