I Breathe Euro

Ramirez was kneeling, and his every guard seemed to be weak in front of Jack. Ramirez gritted his teeth. When has he ever suffered this much?

"Are you going to talk or not?" Jack asked.

"we're here to just do business," suddenly a powerful voice sounded from the shop gate, as no one was capable of answering Jack inside the shop.

Jack saw an old man walk. He seems to be fine in Jack's aura.

In the whole shop, only Katrina was standing beside Jack; now there was an old man who had both arms behind him.

Jack turned to look at the old man; the old man was also looking at Jack and was not that surprised.

Jack looked at the old man, and there was a Level 35 bubble on his head; Jack raised an eyebrow.

Such a powerful man? This brat is protected by such a person? Then what about Yana?

The more Jack thinks about Yana and her father, the more curious he is. Why was Yana's father defenseless?

Old man stood In front of Jack, the old man was wearing a black leather jacket and jeans; he looked more like a bike gang member than an expert.

Jack smiled at the old man; he didn't decrease the pressure at all. The old man also didn't flinch.

"Who are you?" Jack had common sense; he knew this young man was someone very powerful, as he had 25 guards protecting him.

"Who am I? Does it matter? Can you please stop doing whatever you're doing? We'll just leave. The old man's tone was a request; he was not arrogant as Jack thought.

"Oh? Do you think it's good to harass a poor girl with 25 goons?" Jack asked back.

"W... we were not harassing her. We just wanted to do business," Ramirez gritted his teeth and said. He was under so much pressure and felt like he would just die if this continued.

"Business? Is that true?" Jack asked Katrina, who was hiding behind Jack all this time.

Katrina hesitated before talking, but after seeing Jack's reassuring gaze, she talked.

"Yes, they were actually our frequent customers. They usually buy in a huge amount, but today they wanted to buy the recipe from me. I refused, of course, but he started to threaten me." Katrina pointed at Ramirez; her face was red with anger.

"So? What kind of business is done with threats?" Jack questioned the old man. He was not interested in talking with Ramirez.

"Y... young master is still a child; he doesn't know how to do business. I will make sure he goes to business school to learn more." Old man promised Jack as the aura of the emperor was bugging him too now.

Aura of the Emperor - My highest-paid skill to this day. It's not a normal skill.

Jack, seeing the old man sweating in front of him, smiled; he was doubting the aura of the emperor for no reason.

The guards who were kneeling were bleeding from their knees; a maximum of them were unconscious.

Ramirez looked at Jack with hatred, although he couldn't see Jack, but he could see Jack's boot.

Old man gulped hard; he was a semi-pro Raco, a man who was named protector for the Issac Clan.

Ramirez Issac, That's the name of the young master he was protecting. The old man wanted to say something, but he swallowed his own words. He was not the only protector in the family, but others are not that much better than him.

Looking at Jack, the old man whose name was Sancho decided to back down.

This young man is not simple; I don't think I and the other two combined can defeat this man. He's maybe from the hidden societies.

Old man just grabbed Ramirez and wanted to leave as soon as possible.

But before he could move out, Jack stood in front of him. The old man frowned; he wanted to get out before Ramirez collapsed.

"P... please," the old man almost begged.

"I'll forgive you, but think before you act and clean this mess." Jack said this and stopped using the Aura of the Emperor.

Old man who was sweating suddenly felt as if a huge boulder was pressing him and suddenly vanished.

"Thank you," the old man said, then went outside with the unconscious Ramirez and called someone.

Jack said goodbye to Katrina, as it's time to go. He wasted some time dealing with the old man. He wanted to give a clear message to the family behind the old man.

As Jack was seated inside the limousine, Katrina was standing near the window.

"This is how I saw you for the first time," Katrina said while remembering how dashing Jack entered the hotel she was working at.

"Yeah, well, don't say it like that. We'll meet soon. Call me if something like this happens again. Remember, you can fly to Germany anytime." Jack smiled and kissed her on her forehead.

Then Jack gestured to the driver to drive, and as the windows were closing, Jack saw many Black-suited people rushing into Katrina's shop; they were taking out the unconscious guards from the shop.

Jack smiled; he knew this trouble was far from over, but he had something in mind.

Although I breathe euro, I am still short of it; look at my pathetic balance. I thought I would be a billionaire by the end of this year, but looking at my expenses, sigh! I have to earn my keep.

Jack decided to earn more money; he also needs to go to his home base to prepare for whatever was coming. Home base is a good place to defend yourself.

As Jack boarded the small plane, the Dassault Falcon 8X, he felt humiliated in his own eyes.

Look at me boarding this small plane, no dancer to keep me company, tch! Being poor sucks.

Maybe I should go to Australia to claim my lands and build a castle and fortify myself; I am a raid boss after all.

As the plane took off, Jack smiled at the tiny-looking city.

Germany Here I come! Hope you're ready!! Give me enough thrill this time.

Jack's plane didn't stop anywhere, as this plane has a 30% higher fuel capacity than usual. It took 12 hours for Jack to land in Munich.

After landing in Munich, Jack took a deep breath.