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."

a jungle, either you

only blame you for offending the wrong person.

is so unwise. Break

and didn't even want to see

Jackson suddenly raised his hand and slapped the

Pa!

times in the air, and fell on the ground. He spat, and blood with broken teeth

punched a

Click!

man’s jaw broke and a loud cry sounded, Jackson lifted his foot and kicked him in

bone bent into a strange curve. The red hair rolled on the ground with

to trick

remaining

out blood, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or

rushing him, knocking them down

were either screaming over their crushed knees, or crying out for

it all happened in a blink of

fast that the people didn't

God, this boy...

man feeling painful on the

crap? Shit! Is

centipede man looked a cold, then picked rummaged behind his back and took out

to kill

eyes were cold, and

This guy's eyes were

he missed, it was very likely that he

I

man said

"Good for you," he says. "Let me guess who sent

you to cripple

Jackson. Logan was afraid of being beaten by himself, so

P-One won't send such low-level

already known it, you don't need to ask."

what he has done this time. I would give him back more than what

Jackson walked out

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