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.
He would not be able to find a manager who met his and JW Capital’s standards if Chad died here.
Without further thought, Jasper walked forward and reached out to pull Chad away.
This move had the fatal slice merely nicking Chad’s arm instead, while Jasper ended up taking a hit on his shoulder as well. Blood immediately streamed from the wound.
Julian’s eyes grew red from fury at the sight.
His strength exploded within 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 have fractured and they immediately fainted.
The remaining two men saw the scene and turned to flee. Whatever bravery they had left had already vanished into thin air.
Not that Julian allowed them to escape as he was still enraged. He caught up to them in a couple of steps and grabbed the two by the shoulders as easily as grabbing small chicks. He then pressed them onto the floor.
With two loud thuds, the tiles on the floor shattered and the two attackers were on the ground before they could even shout. They lay there without moving.
“Mr. Laine!” Chad finally reacted to what was happening. Ignoring the wound on his arm, he rushed over to hold Jasper. Color immediately drained from his face as he took a look at the horrifyingly blood-soaked wound.
He knew that Jasper was hurt from protecting him.
“Get lost!”
Julian shouted angrily with red eyes. He wanted nothing more than to beat Chad up, considering Jasper had only gotten hurt from saving Chad who was too stunned to react.
Chad shivered in fear and quickly spoke, “I… I’ll call for help right away!”
“Jasper.” Julian rushed over to Jasper, his eyes filled with franticness and regret.
“F*cking hell, I’m still alive.” Jasper could not help but curse at the pain. His shoulder burned where the wound was and hot blood continued to flow between his fingers as he pressed down on the wound. He assumed that the cut must have hit his artery.
It would be a lie if he said he was not panicking, for he would be dead if it was a major artery.
He had spent his previous life suffering as an ordinary and bitter man. Now that he had gotten the chance to start over and rewrite his past, it would be a tremendous shame if he died before he could fully enjoy his life.
Sucking a breath through his teeth, Jasper spoke, “Help me stop the bleeding first.”
Julian quickly ripped Jasper’s shirt by the shoulder. The wound cut deep to the bone and fresh blood streamed freely. It was a terrifying sight!
“They nicked a blood vessel. We have to get you to the hospital now.” Julian panicked.
While the wound was on the shoulder and nonfatal, it was rather deep. Not even a large cow could survive continuous blood loss at such a rate, let alone a human being.
With that, Julian carried Jasper onto his back and got up to run toward the street.
A cab happened to pass by just then and Julian handed Jasper to Chad without a thought before walking up to hail the cab.
The driver was startled by the sight of Julian who was drenched in blood. Not daring to stop the car, he swerved left and right to make his way around Julian but the man jumped onto the hood instead. With a punch, Julian broke the windshield and almost gave the driver a heart attack.
“Send us to the hospital. I’ll kill you if you waste our time!” Julian’s eyes were frosty, and his ruthless tone made the driver’s legs go numb.
Jasper had no idea how he ended up in the cab, and all he could hear was Chad and Julian talking. He also heard the roaring of the engine, and his heavy eyelids took in no more than the shadows of the street lamps that flew past.
Sound and scenery slowly faded away as Jasper’s consciousness slipped.
