Chapter 215

Gaza grimaced as he used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe away the blood.

Turning to look at the fierce looking thugs, Gasper's voice was hard as he asked. "Who sent you here to cause trouble?"

The group of men sneered at him in response.

Bernard sized him up before letting out a villainous chuckle. "You are trying to act the hero in front of your pretty boss? Let's see what you are capable of then!"

With that, he lifted his hand before bringing it down in a smack across Gasper's face.

He had never failed to land a hit before. Yet, before his hand had even touched Gasper's face, the man's hand snapped out to grab his wrist tightly.

"You!" He was shocked.

Bernard felt like his wrist was being held in a vicelike grip. No matter how hard he tried to move it, he found that he could not even budge a single inch. He glared at Gasper, equal parts shocked and furious.

Before he could do anything though, Gasper gave him a heavy backhand.

Smack!

The force behind that hit was immense. For a brief