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 up toppling the adjacent table upon impact before they

Julian

would have rushed toward

defeated, the remaining five

three of them surround Julian while

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

immediately knocked

men had arrived

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 back and

and remained rooted in

not have time to run after Jasper now. Grounding their molars, they swung their machetes at

that moment, Jasper’s heart

be able to find a manager who met his and JW Capital’s standards if

thought, Jasper walked forward and reached out

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

grew red from fury

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

scene and turned to flee. Whatever bravery they had left had already vanished into

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

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

reacted to what was happening. Ignoring the wound on his arm, he rushed over to hold Jasper.

Jasper was hurt

“Get lost!”

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