King's Back novel Chapter 21

After the screen was paused, it froze on a man wearing a black peaked cap, who was in sportswear and carrying a large travel bag.

"Notify the security guards at all the entrances that this man is very dangerous. Tell them not to say anything but just call me if they ever find him."

"Yes, I...I understand." The security guard said in a daze, hurriedly using the walkie-talkie to notify the other security guards.

Jackson left a phone number, and then quickly walked out of the security room.

After leaving the security room, Jackson took a walk in the real estate.

There were twelve buildings in the real estate, including four short buildings and eight tall ones.

Jackson arrived at the six tall buildings in the real estate, took a pause, looking at the main street of the block outside to compare the locations.

The killer must have taken the shot from the top of this building, which was undoubtedly the truth.

Jackson took the elevator and went to the top floor.

Two residents were living here. There was a staircase to the rooftop. The iron door at the end was supposed to be locked, but now it was opened.

Jackson smiled playfully, walking up the stairs within only a few steps.

The rooftop was very spacious. He could only see a few vents and a large water tank at one glance.

It was quiet in a strange way.

At that time, he heard an unwilling gasp from behind a vent, which was on the edge of the roof.

“Damn it! I failed."

The man was in sportswear with a cigarette in his mouth, and a cigarette afterwards had always been his habit, especially when the mission failed, which made him a little bit depressed, and he was ready to leave after smoking.

The killer felt alert when he heard the sudden footsteps.

"Who’s there?"

The killer decisively took out a dagger from his backpack, turning around and got out from behind the vent.

Jackson smiled slightly and said faintly: "Don't rush to leave, let's talk."

The assassin's eyes were awe-inspiring. At first glance, Jackson was young and his body was full of weaknesses, but the murderous intent emanating from this person could make others feel like they were standing at the edge of an abyss.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at the ferocious beast.

"Are you the one who was driving just now?" the killer asked tentatively.

"Since you have seen it all through the telescope, why bother to ask."

"It's just a pity that you have wasted all of your advanced equipment."

The assassin had been very unhappy in the first place, and he was so humiliated by Jackson that he suddenly became furious.

"You bastard, you really have the nerve to get in my way! I'll kill you!"

The assassin jumped up like a dormant leopard, whose dagger was flickering, aiming for Jackson’s chest.

Jackson remained motionless. It was only until the dagger was an inch from his heart when he took a step back, and at the same time raised his right hand, exerting force on the assassin's wrist.

With a click, his wrist broke, and the dagger fell to the ground.

The series of actions were concise and effective without any procrastination.

And when Jackson showed his right hand, a simple ring on his finger was captured by the killer's eyes.

The assassin's whole body trembled violently, and even his wrist broke, he forgot to howl.

"You... are you the lord of the Dragon Palace, Jackson Owen?"

The ring in his hand and his terrifying skill despite of his young age had reminded the assassin of the fearsome existence of that underground power.

The Dragon Palace, Jackson Owen!

His power was overwhelming, sweeping through all major powers in Europe.