Life at the Top

Wendy figured that Jasper made things sound too serious and took the initiative to explain.

Coincidentally, as soon as Wendy finished her sentence, they heard the sound of a car suddenly screeching to a halt.

A van pulled over at the side of the road, and five to six men with sharp blades hopped out of the vehicle. One of them was covering his head that was sloppily bandaged and shrieked while pointing at Jasper. “That’s him, Drake! Hack him to death!”

Jasper frowned and glanced at Fallon.

Fallon tacitly understood. She stood up and lifted the plastic stool from underneath before charging forward.

Terrified, Wendy said to Jasper in a haste, “Shall we call the police, Jasp?”

Jasper said with a smile, “No, we have two bodyguards. You’re going to embarrass them if you call the police. When you deal with thugs like them, it’s best to do so using their own strategies.”

Nowadays, most of the folks in Southeast Province had doughty spirits. Most ordinary citizens would only fan the flames and crowd around to watch the show.

rushing over with blades, not only did the others not run away

onlookers and Jasper got

seen lifting the plastic stool all by herself and rushing toward the five to six

were stunned for a moment, but these thugs were used to fighting the minority with large numbers and bullying the weak. They could not care less and began hacking at Fallon while

stool was in Fallon’s hands, it turned into a sharp and effective weapon. Anyone who touched

was as though she was

easily handle these thugs, but little did he expect this

approach resembled traditional martial arts more, and every move he launched

different. She moved without a trace and would smash everything within her reach. Her

to Jasper’s side, neither flushed nor out of breath. She threw away the blood-stained and cracked plastic stool that was still in

indeed.”

would not be nearly enough to

enough reason