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

Julian resembled a

to protect Jasper, Julian would have rushed toward the men and sliced his

the remaining five to six shared a look. Jaws

Julian while another

once he realized it and grabbed a table beside him with one hand. Then, he

immediately

men had arrived on both sides of

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

Chad was petrified and remained

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

that moment, Jasper’s heart

to find a manager who met his and

forward and reached out to pull

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

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 chests folded inward upon impact. Countless ribs must

men saw the scene and turned to flee.

He caught up to them in a couple of steps and grabbed

and the two attackers were on the ground

Ignoring the wound on his arm, he rushed over to hold Jasper. Color

Jasper was hurt from

“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 was