"Speak slower, where are you right now!"
Julius Reed's face sank suddenly upon hearing Aron Jackson's call for help.
In Gonzalez City, someone daring to brazenly target Aron Jackson would definitely be no small fry!
Combining this with the encounter with the sunglasses-wearing man, he had a vague feeling that this time's opponent was no simple matter.
"Boss, I'm on Leopold River Highway! The opponent is formidable, and all of them are highly skilled!"
Aron Jackson's breathing grew heavier and heavier, clearly indicating that he was in considerable danger.
"Wait for me!"
After hanging up the phone, Julius Reed turned to the man beside him and asked, "How many of you from Willson Pavilion came over this time?"
"Five!"
The man held out one hand, speaking with certainty.
"Can you five ensure the safety of my wife?"
Julius Reed looked him in the eye, asking word by word.
"Please rest assured, Young Master, even if we die, we will protect the Young Madam's safety!"
