Chapter 32 Knocked Them down in Four Seconds

“What are you doing? Let go of me!”

The landlady struggled to free herself, but she was a woman after all, and when got caught by a man,
she could not free herself at all.

The other three men walked around the landlady, laughing.

The people around dared not to intervene. These people were not easy to provoke. If they went up to
help, it was purely asking for trouble.

Harry turned red and clenched his fists when he saw this and his veins bulge out.

He often came to this restaurant to eat in order to see more of the landlady. Although he coveted the
landlady for a long time, he was so shameless.

Shit! These were beasts.

As Harry gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, he stood up.

“Son of bitch, you dare to bully my goddess, I can’t stand it anymore!”

Jackson looked at Harry in surprise. He didn’t expect the young man would be righteous. He thought
he was just a loser.

Harry stepped forward and stopped the Scarman and the fierce men, shouted, “Let go of the lady. In
broad daylight, you guys...”

“Fuck you!”

Bang!



Halfway through Harry's words, Scarman hit him with a punch, hitting on Harry's nose.

Harry felt blood flow out of his nose and he felt dizzy.

Stepping back a few steps, he fell down on the ground. Two lines of blood came out of his nose.

“Stupid man. Who would act like a hero to save beauties now?”

One of the thugs gave Harry a kick, kicking him like kicking the garbage out of the way.

Everyone around swallowed as they saw this. These people were so lawless.

Now no one dared to stop them all the more, and several eager boys all stepped back, afraid to speak.

Harry clutched his stomach and groaned, “Oh, son of a bitch. These guys are so hard on me. I'd rather
die than live.”

Jackson shook his head and stood up and walked over to the thugs.

“I don't want to get involved, but you have hit my friend. This has gone too far. It is my first time to see
men being shameless as you are.”

Scarman sneered as he saw another kid asking for troubles, “You boy want to die, right? Get out of
here.”

Not only did Jackson not get away, instead, he stopped them.

“Fuck, you are asking for death.”

The men were rushing over.

Bang! Bang!



Then there was a muffled sound, and the three thugs were all knocked on the ground, howling.

Meanwhile, Jackson was standing still.

People around him looked at Jackson, then at the three men on the ground. They were shocked to see
this.

They didn't see what Jackson was doing, but the guys fell to the ground screaming like they were dead.

The fierce man was dazed. Jackson stepped forward, smiled and said, “Are you doing this yourself, or I
help you?”

“Fuck you...”

“Dirty mouth, go to hell.”

Jackson slapped him, and the guy rolled several times before stopping. His mouth was sore, and he
spat out broken teeth, painful and piercing.

All at once, the place was silence.

The crowd gaped at Jackson, Shit, this guy was so strong. These jerks were just paper tigers. Good
shot!

Harry was also stunned. He didn’t expect that Jackson, the king of games and the lady killer, was also
the good fighter!

What the hell was he not going to do?

He must pay respect to Jackson!



“Jackson, you're awesome. I admire you so much. I'm not going to learn to play games, I'm not going to
learn to hook up with girls, I'm going to be strong, be strong!!”

Harry jumped to his feet and grabbed Jackson around the thigh, pleading.

Jackson was the God in his heart.

At this moment, sirens were heard from far to near. A police car parked in the periphery.

The crowd dispersed and four policemen get out of the police car.

Suddenly, the sound of a powerful motorbike was heard, and a handsome figure in costume stepped
down from a very smart police motorcycle.

Jackson paused. What a coincidence! The woman was no one but Sara.

The district of Dolcy Corporate was run by Sara, who now resumed her job as she had made a name
for herself by arresting drug dealers.

Sara took off her helmet, looking cold. Staring at the fallen thugs, she shouted, “Take these people
away in handcuffs.”

Then she glanced around and said, “Who called the police?”

“Ah, it was me. I called the police. These several men suspected of extortion!” said the landlady, but
she was still in a state of shock.

She had seen that the men were asking troubles when they threw the table, and she motioned the
waiter to call the police.

Sara took them away immediately, because they were regular guests to the police station and had
been to the police station for many times.



Sara asked the landlady about the situation and was slightly surprised to learn that a man had knocked
down four bastards at once.

“Where is that man?”

“It is over there...”

The owner pointed in Jackson's direction, but found that Jackson had walked a long way with Harry.

“Well... Wait a minute, officer. That's the tall and thin man.”

Sara raised her eyebrows. What a familiar figure.

“Hey, stop here.”

Sara walked up, grabbed Jackson by the shoulder and turned him around.

“Oh, it is really you.”

Sara knew it was Jackson as soon as she saw the back. Plus, it was not far from Dolcy Corporate. So,
she believed it must be Jackson.

“It was quite a coincidence. Nice to see you again.” Jackson grinned.

“What so funny? Be serious.”

Sara coolly said, “Cuff these two men back and interrogate them.”

Jackson's face was sullen. This woman was so unreasonable. He had helped Sara catch a drug gang
at the bar yesterday. She owed him the debt, but why did she take him away?



“We are wronged, I helped the lady. Why arrest me? Are you a servant of the people or not?” said
Jackson angrily.

The landlady also came over and said patiently, “Madam, he is really a good man. It is lucky that he is
here, otherwise I would have an accident. Madam, why do you arrest him?”

Sara glanced at the lady and snorted.

She dressed so coquettishly. What was the difference between her and the women in the ballroom?
Why didn't these bastards find troubles of someone else, but they just troubled her?

“I'm doing what I should do as an officer.” Sara said in a cold tone. “He hit the guys too hard. There was
a suspicion of him intentionally hurting people, so he must be brought back for interrogation.”

Then a male policeman cane up behind them, handcuffed Jackson and Harry, and took them into the
car.

Jackson was speechless for a while and had no choice but to follow them to the police station.

Sara looked at the back of Jackson being driven into the police car and snorted proudly.

Didn't he know how to run away? Last time in the bar she let him run away. This time she would not let
him go.


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