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.

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

rushed

how more than half of their men had been defeated, the remaining five to six shared a

three of them surround Julian while another three rushed to attack

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

immediately

time, two machete-wielding men had arrived on both

opponents had weapons and were professionally trained, so fighting back was not an option. Jasper immediately took two steps back

and

and they did not have time to run after Jasper now. Grounding their

that moment, Jasper’s

would not be able to find a manager who met

and reached out to pull

fatal slice merely nicking Chad’s arm instead, while Jasper ended up taking a hit on his shoulder

eyes grew red from fury at

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 chests folded inward upon impact. Countless ribs must have fractured and they immediately

men saw the scene and turned to flee. Whatever bravery they had left

was still enraged. He caught up to them in a couple of steps and

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

finally reacted to what was happening. Ignoring the wound on his arm, he rushed over to hold Jasper. Color immediately drained from his face as he took a look at

was hurt from

“Get lost!”

wanted nothing more than to beat Chad up, considering Jasper had only gotten hurt from saving Chad