Just like how Jasper would talk and laugh with the Turners and pretend to be polite with Kennedy, someone he had a constant dispute with, even though they both wished to trample each other to death.
This was the adult’s world, where interests were paramount. The higher one’s opponent’s level was, the less likely it was for them to tear each other apart.
If his family was no longer around, why would he still need to f*cking compromise?
Today, Jasper wanted the whole world to know…
That if anyone offended him, he would flip the table straight away and bring everyone down with him!
“Are you deaf, Julian?!”
Jasper’s roar brought Julian back from his reverie.
Julian growled and rushed up to Hans.
Hans was filled with horror. At this very moment, he finally realized that Jasper was serious and not just trying to intimidate him.
He was serious about doing it.
“Don’t, Jasper! No!”
Hans only had the time to say this before getting kicked on the lower abdomen by Julian.
It was an extremely forceful kick.
Hans’ stopped begging for mercy immediately as if someone had pressed the pause button.
His eyes widened, his mouth dropped open, and his wide eyes dulled.
In pitch darkness, he felt a piercing pain in his groin area.
The bone-piercing pain rose from his lower abdomen, spreading all over Hans’ limbs in an instant. There seemed to be a chord in his head, and under the intense pain, it snapped at once.
The pain was indescribable. He firmly clenched his injured groin area with his hands, his entire body arching in pain.
Hans’ mouth was wide open. He tried to scream to express his pain, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only make huffing sounds from his throat.
Hans crashed to the ground on his side, his body twitching as though he was having epilepsy.
His face was flushed, his veins were throbbing, and huge beads of sweat filled his face.
Compared to the physical pain, Hans found it much harder to accept the fact that he could never use his lower body to commit sin again.
This realization was more painful than death for Hans who found pleasure in messing with women.
Jasper watched Hans pass out with a cold gaze and turned to look at Ben.
“It’s your turn now.”
Jasper murmured, squatting down in front of Ben whose face was now covered in blood. He said flatly, “The hatred in my heart has finally dissipated a little, but I still won’t spare you so easily or it’ll be a shame to waste all your effort in putting this show together.”
Ben looked at Jasper and laughed hysterically.
His laughter echoed in the empty room, sounding eerie and terrifying.
Ben laughed to the point that he could hardly breathe before saying, “Bring it on. C’mon, kill me. Hurry up. Kill me. Hahaha…”
Julian walked up to Jasper, stared at Ben, and said in a deep voice, “Let me do it, Jasper.”
“Are you planning to kill him?” Jasper asked calmly.
Julian said solemnly, “I’m not afraid of going to prison or shooting myself with a gun. I will bear all of it.”
“It’s not your turn to take responsibility for this,” Jasper said flatly.
“Do you think that by doing so you can make up for your mistakes? Let me tell you that it’s far from enough. You’d better stand there. Don’t do anything without my command!”
Julian’s body quivered as he looked at Jasper.
This big man’s eyes turned pink, and he felt a lump in his throat. He clenched his fist firmly, unable to utter a word.
He knew that Jasper was trying to protect him. Jasper did not want him to go to prison for this.
Murdering someone could cost him his life.
What more if that person was Ben?
The Hulls were typical despots.
If Ben was murdered here, punishment would be carried out no matter who did it.
“For many people, killing him is the most merciful thing in the world, so how can I possibly let him have it easy?” Jasper said indifferently.
“Whereas for Ben, he has enjoyed the sense of superiority that came with being the son of an aristocrat his whole life. Don’t you think it’s relatively thrilling to see him lose everything and live on the streets one day rather than killing him?
“Call Ian. Ask him to get here within half an hour.
“Even if the gods take the Hulls’ side, I will still tear them apart and throw them into chaos!”
