King's Back
Chapter 45 Big B’s Tragedy

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 theover 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 justanyone could send flying a Tibetan Mastiff with a kick.

But in the south of the city he was the one in charge. If someoneopposed him, he just diced with death.

Besides, he had ten companions with him, the ringleader had nothingto fear.

As Big B was about to call his subordinates to rush against Jackson, heheard Jackson say:

“These many aren't enough. You should call all your friends to come outand 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, ifyou want to die that badly, I'll grant you your wish. Men, come overhere!”

Ten thugs quickly rushed out from the factory and warehouse.

These men all held weapons in their hands such as steel pipes, baseballbats 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 bein such a fight. He didn't even know any moves yet!

Jackson stood proudly as his eyes swept through the faces in the crowdlike knives.

One of the thugs holding a steel pipe took the lead and tried to hitJackson's head, but as soon as he lifted the steel pipe to strike Jacksonsent him flying with a kick.

The kick made him fly upside down and even knocked down two menin a row before finally stopping.

In a short moment that steep pipe was already in Jackson's hand. Heweighted the pipe in his hand, sneered, and then took the initiative torush into the crowd.

His body moved freely in the middle of the crowd of thugs like aswimming snake.

Wherever that steel pipe passed, someone was bound to fall to theground, covering their bleeding heads.

One big thug holding an iron hammer confronted Jackson, meeting thedescending steel pipe with his hammer held up.

With a clang, the iron hammer fell to the ground, and the big manuttered a scream. With his hand wounded it was as if his whole arm lostits intuition.

Immediately, he was knocked out by Jackson's pipe.

It was as if Jackson left a trace of real fire wherever he moved, and theweapon on his hand appeared to be a reaper’s scythe flying up anddown, sweeping an entire army.

Seven in a row screamed as they were put down by the steel pipe.There were broken legs, ribs and arms

After dealing with all those goons, Jackson threw away the bloody pipeto the ground, clapped his hands, and calmly walked towards BobGiovanni and the several big fellas protecting him.

Bob Giovanni was already dumbfounded, with a cold sweat runningdown his spine.

After so many years breezing through the southern part of the city, itwas the first time he ever saw such a ruthless character.

Ten skilled fighters were put down by him in mere seconds. Even hisbeloved Tibetan Mastiff was in the ground foaming from his mouthwith no idea if he'd live or die.

This guy was too cruel.

Seeing Jackson walking towards him with murderous intent, theringleader suddenly felt his legs shaking. He pushed all the goonsaround him and yelled:

"What are you all waiting for? Attack him, come on!”

But Jackson's intimidating aura took out all the courage left in BobGiovanny's subordinates. If they attacked, they would be putting theirown lives at Jackson's mercy if they tried to attack him. All of sudden,all of them ran away.

But Jackson didn’t give them a chance to escape. He flashed to thefront, and with a couple of punches finished those guys off.

When he raised his head again, Bob was already in front of him.Almost pissing himself with fear, Bob pleaded to Jackson:

“Brother, for...forgive me. Please be merciful and let me go, please,please let me go!”

Jackson let out a smile as he thought of something. With his murderousintent dissipated, he waved his hand behind him and said:

“Hey Harry, I'll give you this one.”

Harry was still standing there, dumbfounded with blank eyes.

The scene just now was simply too shocking for him, it was just likewatching a Hollywood blockbuster.

Hearing Jackson call out his name, he finally reacted, running up to him.Along the way there were all the beaten thugs down in the floor. All ofthem crying in pain, covering their heads, screaming from the pain ofall kinds of bones broken.

Holy shit. Master was crazy strong.

At this point Harry's worship of Jackson had reached an indescribablelevel, it was like a forever-flowing torrential river.

He even ran to Jackson's side and spoke with utmost respect:

“Master, you can leave this one with me, you can go back to the car andtake a rest.”

Jackson nodded and slowly headed to the entrance gate with his handon his back.

As he reached the gate, the security guard who just a little while backwas arrogant and domineering, stood there not daring to move. Thehand holding a wooden stick shivered, not knowing whether to throw itor not.

Jackson didn’t pay any attention to him and casually sat back in the car.Now the only things left standing inside the courtyard were the mobboss of the south of the city, Big B, and the salesman of DolcyCorporate, Mr. Cox.

Harry let out a wicked laugh, stretched out his hand and patted Bob'sface a few times.

“Bob Giovanni, is it? You dare to let your dog bite me, you littlebastard? Huh? Who do you think you're messing with?"

“Where did all that mighty strength you had just now go? You knowwho that guy was? He was my master. From now on keep your eyesopen, you hear me?”

Bob never felt this much frustration in his entire life, but there wasnothing he could do.

The one behind this guy called Jackson was too much for him. Even tenBobs would be no match.

Bob could only admit defeat. He lowered his head and was forced tosay:

"You're strong. I admit defeat.”

Harry was very proud of himself, satisfied with his answer.

Just as Bob thought he managed to get away with it, Harry clinched hisfist and punched him right in the nose.

"Shit, I know you're not being honest. I can beat you up even in a singlefight, do you believe me?"

His nose bled as if it was a can of red dye. With mixed emotions, Bobkept nodding his head without stopping: “I believe, I believe!”

“That's better. Now hurry up and pay back the money. One million, nota penny less!”

Bob cursed in his mind in rage for having this prick force him topretend like that.

But there was no use. He had no choice but to comply. Thus, Bob wentto the office building to make the transfer.

After this, Harry turned around and looked at Jackson in the car, as ifwaiting for his master's approval.

Jackson nodded to him in satisfaction. Harry was so happy that hecouldn't stop smiling, returning to the car full of joy.

“Hey master, those moves you did just now were so awesome, whenwill you teach me?”

Jackson replied with a faint smile: “First you must master the basics andonly then practice these skills. Otherwise they will just look fancy andhave no use.”

Harry rubbed his hands and agreed. “Heheh, okay! I'll listen to master’swords."

With this, Harry vowed to himself that from now on, no matter what hismaster did, he would immediately take the lead and perform well infront of him.0000000000000000