âJeffrey, surrender yourself.â Jasper kept it short and simple. The look on his face was glacial.
At that moment, the flow of blood from his injured left shoulder echoed in his ears. His breaths were shallow, and he had little energy left to spare on Jeffrey.
The few assassins burst out in laughter.
âSure, Mr. Beckett. Iâm here, right in front of you. Come and arrest me,â Jeffrey taunted as he cocked his head to the side.
His expression gradually became more sinister. âBut, do you still have the energy left to do so?
Shouldnât you remove the bullet on your left shoulder?â he questioned.
Jasper clenched his teeth, maintaining the same look on his face.
âIf you delay it any longer, you might lose your left arm. Donât say that I didnât warn you.â
Before Jeffrey could continue, Jasper raised his hand and pointed the black nozzle at him.
The assassins reacted swiftly by lifting their guns and aiming at Jasper!
Both parties were ready to fire at any moment.
The atmosphere around them was fierce and chilling. Although Jasper was going solo, he was calm and collected.
The sheer level of intimidation emanating from him left the assassins reluctant to lower their guard.
Jeffreyâs brows twitched in astonishment. Contrary to his capoolutivio, quoper ouni nu ne yule su pone mo yun atm, even under this circumstance.
He chuckled. âI guess I was the one who worried too much. Whatâs an injury to an arm when you are ready to throw your life away?â
âI will fire the moment I take my last breath.â
Jasper had gone numb from the pain, but his hand holding the gun was as steady as ever.
He continued, âI believe my shooting skills will allow me to blow your head off with this shot. If you have any doubts, would you like to try?â
Jeffrey clenched his teeth firmly, a ferocious expression taking hold of his face.
During his tenure working for Sophia in the Beckett family, he had conducted personal investigations on Jasper.
Jasper wasnât someone who was only all talk. He had graduated from the military academy with flying colors. He had even received multiple awards when he was with the Peacekeeping Forces.
Furthermore, the fact that he could hold up to this point proved that he was a sharpshooter. Essentially, he was able to fire with infallible. accuracy!
âHey, Mr. Beckett, are you sure that an eye for an eye will be worth it for you in this case? Your life is priceless, whereas mine is pretty much worthless.
âTo add on to that, how devastated would Ms. Alyssa be if you were to die? Youâre giving your all to protect her, but wouldnât she be made a widow at such a young age?â
At the thought of Alyssa, Jasperâs heart ached to the point where he almost couldnât breathe.
He loved Alyssa. He wished he could be with her in this life and the next. He felt that he hadnât even loved her enough. So, how could he bear to die right here?
However, seeking revenge on her behalf was a separate matter altogether for him. He needed Jeffrey to pay with his life!
Then, one of Jeffreyâs men beside him spoke to him in their local language. âThe boss ordered us to take him out once we capture him!â
âThatâs right. We clearly outnumber him with our men and weapons. It will be a piece of cake to get rid of him. It doesnât matter how accurate his shot is. Would he be faster than us? I donât believe so!â
Damn it! His target wasnât the rest of them. So, of course, it was easy for them to say so!
Jeffreyâs gaze was vicious. He challenged them, saying, âThe few of you, would you like to get rich and have an early retirement?â
The men nodded eagerly.
âIf so, tonight, we will capture him alive. He is the son of the richest man in Solana City. We can take him as hostage and demand a few billion dollars from him. Iâm sure his father would gladly pay to get his son back!â
A few billion?
Everyoneâs eyes lit up, revealing their greed.
Even though Jasper couldnât understand their conversation, he could tell one thing based on their facial expressions-Jeffrey might have changed his mind about killing him for the time being.