King's Back

Chapter 57 An Artistic Performance

At noon, Jackson went downstairs for dinner. As soon as he walked out of the building, Jackson noticed a car following him not far away.

Jackson went to the alley behind the building and walked down the alley.

Soon, six men got out of the SUV car, looked at each other, and followed him.

In a deserted alley.

"Shit, where is that kid?"

"I obviously saw this kid come in here. Where's the man?"

Then a voice came from the end of the alley, "Are you looking for me?"

Step by step, Jackson's figure came in.

"Boy, are you kidding us?" One of them was a big man with a ferocious face. There was a scar on his neck, lying there like a centipede. It looked very terrified.

"Are you kidding me? It’s you who are following me, how did I fool you?"

"Tell me, who sends you here?" Jackson said, half smiling.

"Boy, you don’t take the broad road but come to the hell yourself. You are asking for troubles! Guys! Surround him!"

The centipede man waved, and Jackson was surrounded back and forth by several of his men.

"Boy, someone wants us to maim you. If you don't fight back, we would only take both your hands."

"If you resist, we will take two more legs."

He jokingly patted Jackson on the shoulder and said, "It’s up to you!"

Jackson looked slightly cold. "So, I have no choice but to fight, right?"

"You still want to fight back? It’s funny. We are not as easy as you think. If you’re smart, obediently kneel on the ground, and we will take your two hands back, and then record a short video."

"What if I don't?" Jackson asked.

"Then don't blame us for being cruel."

"So strong? You are pushing me."

world is like a jungle, either

blame you for offending the wrong person. You deserve

unwise.

impatiently and didn't

at this point, Jackson suddenly raised his hand and slapped

Pa!

turned over around several times in the air, and fell on the ground. He spat, and blood with broken teeth were

could scream, he punched a red - haired goon

Click!

and a loud cry sounded, Jackson lifted

click, and the leg bone bent into a strange curve. The red hair rolled on the ground

he dares to

remaining goons piled

chest, who spat out blood, and fell to

men rushing him, knocking

none of the six guys was standing. They were either screaming over their crushed knees, or

in a blink of

so fast that the people didn't even

this boy... How can

centipede man feeling painful on the body,

boy just a crap? Shit! Is he a

then picked rummaged behind his back

have the confidence to kill me, or

and his eyes were cold, and with

hard. He felt his scalp numbing. This guy's eyes were really terrible, like a crazy dragon, making him hold back his

he missed, it was very likely that he

win. I give

centipede man said

him. "Good for you," he says. "Let

to cripple me, didn't

there were only a few people who would go against Jackson. Logan was afraid of being beaten by himself, so he can't find someone to

send such low-level

don't need to ask."

tell him I would remember what he has done this time. I would give him back more than what I have suffered

walked out of the

a vindictive man. Jackson

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