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.
The hit crashed into the three men like a train and they were sent flying with pitiful screams. They ended up toppling the adjacent table upon impact before they ended up passing out embarrassingly.
Julian had acquired a machete by now and with a weapon in hand, Julian resembled a God of War. No one could get three meters near him.
Had it not been to protect Jasper, Julian would have rushed toward the men and sliced his way through all of them.
Seeing how more than half of their men had been defeated, the remaining five to six shared a look. Jaws set, they changed their tactics.
They had three of them surround Julian while another three rushed to attack Jasper.
Julian roared angrily once he realized it and grabbed a table beside him with one hand. Then, he threw the table at them as if it were a weapon.
Two were immediately knocked down.
At the same time, two machete-wielding men had arrived on both sides of Jasper.
Despite 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. Jasper immediately took two steps back and waited for Julian to come and help.
However, Chad was petrified and remained rooted in place.
The two men watched as Jasper 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 at Chad instead.
At that moment, Jasper’s heart raced.
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