My beautiful boss

"Kill'em!"

"Kill'em!"

"Kill'em!"

The delinquent teenagers shouted as they rushed at Peter.

They were really looking for a fight.

"Brandon, hide in the car and call the police!"

Peter shouted as he braced himself for the incoming attack.

Confounded, Brandon gestured the girls in the Hummer to call the police as he rushed over to Peter, gritting his teeth.

"Bro, how do you expect me to get inside the car and leave you to fight them alone? You saved me once, the least I can do is to fight to the death by your side!"

Brandon grinned, kicked over one of the rowdy teenagers, grabbed a machete and charged through the crowd.

Caught off guard, two of the hooligans were caught straight away as six of them hurled knives and sticks at him.

Fortunately, the road wasn't wide enough for them to rush at him all at once. It was lucky that the road was narrow.

Otherwise, Brandon would have been hacked to death, unable to defend himself against so many people.

Six young men stood in front of him while the rest of them stood behind.

Brandon faced as the first six attacked. Swinging his machete, he deflected a knife and kicked one of them with his right leg.

Blood oozed as Brandon's response injured both himself and his attacker.

Despite his quick reaction, a machete managed to hit his left arm and leave it injured.

Two sticks hit him squarely and threw him to the ground.

The guy he managed to kick over was quickly replaced by another one and all six of them struck him, landing six blows all at the same time.

Things happened so fast.

with me! I've done all that I can, Peter. This is it for me. I'll see you

could survive this fight. Still,

by Brandon's courage, Peter was determined not to go down

jumped as high as he

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

hit the six boys squarely on the chest, breaking their sternums. Blood poured out of their

one hand, grabbed a stick with the

hooligans were all just scared teenagers who didn't want to get hurt. Otherwise, he

was another loud noise as six hooligans fell down, screaming and knocking back their companions behind them.

not dead?" Brandon asked in disbelief after Peter's rescue. He truly expected that

die? Do you want me to kick your ass myself?" Peter said, rolling his eyes. With his stick, he knocked down

didn't manage

have knocked down nearly twenty men in

six men fell as Peter's stick cracked from the

likewise gushed out of Peter as he also received

the mighty soldier king, he wasn't indestructible. Fighting with so many people

behind them. With less than

the two men in front of them out of the way, pulled Brandon up and started

The hooligans shouted as they rushed

car, he threw

Quick, call the police!" he shouted as he quickly started the car and drove ahead.

fled for fear of being run over by the

bullies and they didn't want

hit by the

the speed of the car wouldn't kill them as he had no intention to do that. Otherwise, more than half of them would have been

I was almost chopped to death. Why is the

a number and started screaming as

police can't get through? Are you fucking brainless? Why didn't you just ask them to

clearly

thinking to himself, 'Isn't Brandon being too arrogant

was wordless as his face

long time ago, and are very carefully coordinated. Alfred Gao

sooner than Peter thought of it, Two cars appeared before him, stopping them in their tracks. No matter how Peter tried to maneuver, he couldn't

the automobiles stood about thirty or forty hooligans, clearly ready for a great,

these many people to fight for him? Clearly,

Don't go down, I'm