King's Back
Chapter 44 He Who’d Rather Die than to Be Humiliated
On the way, Harry drove fast as lightning, looking as if he wasn’t a tiny bit nervous.
With Jackson on his side, this debt collecting thing seemed like child’s play.
Master was a person who could deal with several big gangsters with little effort, able to blow them off with a punch. With his master in charge there was nothing to fear.
Harry even thought to himself, later he’d rush to the front line and show his master the result of yesterday’s training.
As he thought of this, he accelerated even more.
After about forty minutes, they arrived in front of a courtyard in the southern area of the city’s industrial park.
There you could see office buildings and factories covering at least two thousand square meters.
There were also a few wolf dogs tied down at the entrance, sleeping sluggishly under the sun with saliva drooping from their mouths.
After parking the car Harry arrived at the entrance, leading to a security guard immediately showing up.
“What are you here for?”
The security guard spoke in a rough tone. He wore a crooked hat, had a baton pinned to his waist, and his sleeves rolled up, revealing a tiger tattoo on one of his arms.
“We’re from Dolcy Corporate, came to collect a debt.”
“Dolcy Corporate? Collect a debt?”
The corner of the security guard's mouth lifted up in a teasing smile. He never thought they would actually come.
He picked up the walkie talkie, pressed it and said, “People from Dolcy Corporate came over.”
After a minute passed someone on the walkie talkie said to let them inside. The security guard nodded in confirmation and opened the door slightly.
“Alright, come on in.”
Harry started to feel like something wasn’t quite right. With his heart suddenly starting to pound he asked, “Master, do…do we really go inside?”
Jackson waved
big steel entrance gate closed, trapping
up his wrists, he continued to walk
and naked upper body with a snake tattooed on his chest. On his left hand he had a Tibetan Mastiff
leader’s cheeks were full of fat, and his eyes looked sharp
of ZD Company, Bob Giovanni, also known as Big B, none other than the ringleader of the
who gave him good money for a simple favor: the following day
rid of the debt, he
sure want to see what stupid fool
One already looked scared shitless, trembling all over. The other one behaved himself, but without
came to collect a debt, is
pointed to Harry who was holding the
was focused on observing the situation. There was a factory and a warehouse not far from them, but although the doors were open there was no movement.
“Master….”
who were in front
his back, and proceeded to walk towards the bald
Bob Giovanni had no intention to actually take the files. He glanced down at
“Hrooa, ptui!”
was spit right
rather die
was about to attack, he noticed that a group of men staring at
you looking
it to a subordinate, saying: “See if we owe them money. If we do give them
to read the papers before crumpling them up and throwing them under the Tibetan
was trained to bark twice, then opened his mouth to bite the ball of
is the evidence of your debt! How will you
the dog and took
dog’s fault. How about the two of
if you try barking, he’ll spit it out
fuck, coming here for money. Go
has some big balls coming here to collect
men laughed and