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."
"Hey. The world is like a jungle, either you kill me or I kill you!"
The centipede man smiled grimly and said, "I only blame you for offending the wrong person. You deserve this!"
"Guys, the boy is so unwise. Break his hands and feet!"
The centipede man waved impatiently and didn't even want to see Jackson.
However, at this point, Jackson suddenly raised his hand and slapped the centipede man straight away.
Pa!
The centipede man turned over around several times in the air, and fell on the ground. He spat, and blood with broken teeth were spat out!
Before the centipede man could scream, he punched a red - haired goon in the chin.
Click!
The man’s jaw broke and a loud cry sounded, Jackson lifted his foot and kicked him in the leg bone.
There was another click, and the leg bone bent into a strange curve. The red hair rolled on the ground with pain.
"Shit, he dares to trick us. Kill him!"
The few remaining goons piled on.
Jackson sneered, kicked his knee on a man in the chest, who spat out blood, and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
Then he beat the men rushing him, knocking them down quickly and scared them.
Moments later, none of the six guys was standing. They were either screaming over their crushed knees, or crying out for their broken wrists.
And it all happened in a blink of an eye.
Everything happens so fast that the people didn't even have time to react.
"Oh my God, this boy... How can you do that?"
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