His Destructive, Toxic Love (Jasper and Eliza)

Chapter 678

"No worries, really." My back's just a bit sore.

The tall guy, without a second thought, plopped his big hands on my shoulders, his lips curling into a teasing grin. "Listen, buddy, you can't dodge this forever, so why not just..."

Before he could finish, Casper's eyes narrowed, and he flicked the guy's hand away.

Then, with a swift motion, his leg lashed out, delivering a kick with force and precision that was anything but ordinary.

Caught off guard, the tall guy went flying, crashing through several tables and chairs, creating a cacophony of splintering wood. He landed with a heavy thud and a pained yell.

Casper pulled Eliza behind him, his expression a mix of pride and icy calm, enough to make everyone around take a step back.

A few cocky types, seeing their buddy get humiliated, were instantly fired up. They clenched their fists and charged at Casper, thinking they could take him down with sheer numbers.

A smirk of disdain and calm flickered in Casper's eyes.

To him, these guys were just your run-of-the-mill street pests, nothing more than a few punches and kicks could handle.

But Eliza's heart was racing.

All she saw was a crowd ganging up on the few.

Worried Casper might get the short end of the stick, she grabbed a beer bottle and, without a second thought, swung it at the nearest muscle-bound guy.

As the bottle shattered over his head, the room fell silent.

the guy's groans and

dares mess with my man, I'll make sure

Eliza declared, her voice a bit raspy from the

from the alcohol, locked onto the

guts, come at me. I'll have you blooming like

Casper: ...

smirk;

you can talk big, little

taking Eliza seriously, swinging his fist as

Casper, quick as a flash, casually tripped him with a flick of

guy with sunglasses

Crash.

at Eliza's feet, dust kicking up

pressing lightly on his shoulder, "What's the matter? Planning to serenade

face flushed with a mix of anger and shame, he barked at his buddies,

attackers, now down to

clearly shaken, clenched his fists but hesitated, unsure

pair wasn't to be

maybe we should

round-bellied man

more than they could chew,

for you," they muttered, teeth clenched, as

the half-bottle, feeling her knees weaken, but Casper caught her just in time.