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.

men like a train and they were sent flying with pitiful screams. They ended up toppling

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

Julian would have rushed toward the

defeated, the remaining five to six shared a look. Jaws set, they

them surround Julian while another three rushed to attack

roared angrily once he realized it and grabbed a table beside him with one hand. Then, he threw the table at them as

were immediately knocked

machete-wielding men had arrived on both

idiot who would just stand there and let them do as they wished. His opponents had weapons and were professionally trained, so

was petrified and remained rooted in

was angrily rushing over as well, and they did not have time to run after Jasper now. Grounding their molars, they swung their machetes at

moment, Jasper’s

able to find a manager who

walked forward and reached out

had the fatal slice merely nicking Chad’s arm instead, while Jasper ended up taking a hit on his shoulder as well. Blood immediately streamed

red from fury at

exploded within him and he arrived before the two men in the blink of an eye. Raising his hand, he smacked the two attackers just like how one patted a watermelon. The two men’s

flee. Whatever bravery they had left had

as he was still enraged. He caught up to them in a couple of steps and grabbed the two by the shoulders as easily

tiles on the floor shattered and the two attackers were on the ground before they could even shout. They lay

he rushed over to hold Jasper. Color immediately drained from his face as he took a look at

knew that Jasper was hurt from protecting

“Get lost!”

Chad up, considering Jasper had only gotten hurt