Life at the Top

By the time he finished speaking, Julian had already dashed over to stand in front of Jasper. He held a beer bottle in his hand and with a backhand smash against the table, the thick beer bottle shattered.

Julian’s gaze was frosty as he pointed the sharp end of the bottle at attackers who were rushing toward them.

He did not rush up to them, for his most important mission was to protect Jasper.

After all, they were faced with around a dozen men now and it would end horribly if he rushed forward only to leave an opening for someone to attack Jasper.

Despite having lived more than half his life, Chad had never seen such a scene before and he grew pale from utter fear.

“Don’t worry,” Jasper’s gentle voice sounded…

“Jul’s here, we’ll be fine.”

Chad turned to look at Jasper only to see him calm as usual. There was no sign of panic on the man’s expression at all.

Perhaps it was Jasper’s influence, but Chad found himself calming down as well.

In a short while, the men with machetes rushed over.

It was evident that these people had been through professional training. They were on a completely different level from ordinary gangsters and were extremely professional machete wielders.

Their target was clear—Jasper.

The first three rushed over, and Julian was extremely focused as he raised his hand to whack the beer bottle on one of the trio’s heads. The opponent staggered with a pitiful whimper and fell. At the same time, Julian grabbed another’s throat before tossing him against the third person harshly.

Julian was extremely strong, especially when his strength exploded. Jasper had seen how the man burst a sandbag with one punch in practice.

they were sent flying with pitiful screams. They ended

by now and with a weapon in hand, Julian resembled a God of War. No one could get three

would have rushed toward the men and

of their men had been defeated, the remaining five to six

of them surround Julian while

him with one hand. Then, he threw the table at them as

immediately knocked

time, two machete-wielding men had arrived on both

knowing how to fight, Jasper was not an idiot who would just stand there and let them do as they wished. His opponents had weapons and were professionally trained, so fighting back was not an option. Jasper immediately took two steps

Chad was petrified and

two men watched as Jasper retreated. Julian was angrily rushing over as well, and they did not

moment,

able to find a manager who

Jasper walked forward and

slice merely nicking Chad’s arm instead, while Jasper ended up taking a

grew red from fury at

Raising his hand, he smacked the two attackers just like how one patted a watermelon. The two men’s chests folded inward upon impact. Countless ribs must have fractured and

turned to flee. Whatever bravery they had left had already

of steps and grabbed the two by the shoulders as easily as grabbing

the two attackers were on the ground before they could even shout. They lay there without

rushed over to hold Jasper. Color immediately drained from his

knew that Jasper was hurt from protecting

“Get lost!”

angrily with red eyes. He wanted nothing more than to beat Chad up, considering Jasper had only gotten hurt from saving Chad who