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.

fiercely. "If I'm going to die, I'm taking one of you with me! I've done all that I can, Peter. This is it

was no way he could

determined not

the weapons were about to land on Brandon, Peter jumped as high as he could and kicked with all his might.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

squarely on the chest, breaking their sternums. Blood poured out of their mouths as they screamed

hand, grabbed a stick with the other, and swung

intimidating front, the hooligans were all just scared teenagers who didn't want to get hurt. Otherwise, he would be holding a knife, not

noise as six hooligans fell down, screaming and knocking back their

Brandon asked in disbelief after Peter's rescue. He truly expected that

you really wanna die? Do you want me to kick your ass myself?" Peter said, rolling his eyes. With his stick, he knocked down a dozen more of the hooligans as he

manage to

have knocked down nearly twenty men in just a

men fell as Peter's stick cracked from the

he also received

king, he wasn't indestructible. Fighting with so many people while

rushed in from behind them. With less than twenty meters between them, Peter

not go on like this. He kicked the two

The hooligans shouted

as he reached the car, he threw himself and Brandon

shouted as he

teenagers fled for fear of being

a bunch of bullies and

were hit by the Hummer regardless, leaving them to fall to the ground in pain.

kill them as he had no intention to do that. Otherwise,

is Brandon Chu. I was almost chopped to death. Why is the useless police

dialed a number and started screaming as soon as

a car accident? The road is blocked and the police can't get through? Are you fucking brainless? Why didn't you just ask them to get out of the

was clearly

thinking to himself, 'Isn't Brandon being

wordless as his face

series of killings must have been planned a long time ago, and are very carefully coordinated. Alfred

him, stopping them in their tracks. No matter how Peter tried to maneuver, he couldn't

stood about thirty or forty hooligans, clearly ready for

could he have gathered these many people to fight for him? Clearly, he

I'm serious. It's a disadvantage to me and it