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.

crashed into the three men like a train and they were sent flying with pitiful screams. They ended up toppling the adjacent

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

have rushed toward

remaining

of them surround Julian while another three

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

immediately

same time, two machete-wielding men had arrived on both

not 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.

was petrified and

well, and they did not have time to run after Jasper now. Grounding their molars, they swung their

moment, Jasper’s heart

be able to find a manager who met his and JW

forward and reached out to

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

red from fury

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

men saw the scene and turned to flee. Whatever bravery they had left had already vanished into thin

a couple of steps and grabbed the two by the shoulders as easily as grabbing small chicks. He then pressed them onto the

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

on his arm, he rushed over to hold Jasper. Color immediately

was hurt from protecting

“Get lost!”

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