My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 104

"I never claimed that I was a hero. What more should I do so that I can prove to you that I'm a solid man? Well, you know what? As long as my woman knows it, it's none of your business, get it?"

Peter said with a smirk on his face,"Stop with all your bullshit. Do you guys even want to have a real fight at all? If not, I'll just take my woman back. I'm too busy to gossip with your big mouths."

What the fuck!

The five brawny men were enraged when they heard Peter's words.

They didn't respond to him with words but rather with physical attacks that involved their full strengths.

Peter was practically nothing in front of them, they thought. He was playing with fire when he provoked them and even intended to snatch the woman back from them.

If Peter took Astrid away, it would not only be humiliating but also a failed mission. All these men would be punished by their boss.

"Stubborn bastards!" Peter stopped taunting and grinned, followed by rushing towards them like the wind.

"Are you asking for a face-to-face fight? Here we go," said Peter with a smile. He was already standing in front of one of the brawny men, as swift as lightening, swinging his right fist against him.

"You're asking for it!" It was way beyond the man's expectations that Peter would choose to confront him first. He was filled with excitement and thrill, ready to fight back without any hesitation.

He might not be as cunning as Peter in playing cheap tricks, but he was confident enough that he'd beat him during a face-to-face confrontation.

Looking at Peter's slim and weak limbs, he was sure he'd strike a deadly blow in the first punch itself.

"Bang!" A violent sound was produced when their fists bumped into each other. The remaining four men and Astrid couldn't believe their eyes. The brawny man's sturdy arm cracked inch by inch.

Bones were sticking out from his skin, dripping blood all over the floor.

Horrible! Aggressive! Awe!

"Ouch!"

The man shrilled in great pain, sending chills down the spine of every person who heard it.

The other four brawny men had grim expressions on seeing this and they began to be more cautious.

They realized that Peter was not only a person who used tricks to deafet others, but was also a very strong fighter.

After putting down one of them in a single second, Peter clapped his hands and looked towards the rest four. "Were you asking for a fight with me? Come on! This is your chance. You can all come together!"

This was provocation. Blatant provocation!

"Go on!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him now!"

Even after having combated so many enemies over the years, they had never experienced such provocation. They were irritated and felt humiliated. Without hesitation, they rushed towards Peter.

Their strong physique and amazing speed made them seem like four moving tanks, carrying nothing but dreadful destruction. The fierce power they radiated could scare people away easily.

"Watch out, Peter!"

This sight made Astrid very nervous. She looked at Peter with great worries and couldn't help but tremble.

The four brawny men looked formidable. Just a mere look at their ferociousness made her breathless.

She didn't think Peter would have even the slightest of odds favoring him into winning.

Peter took no notice of what Astrid felt, nor was he intimidated. He grinned and went forward with the fight.

Even though the four men were not any ordinary hooligans, they were not even qualified opponents to pose any threat towards Peter.

Soon enough Peter came close to them and leaned sideways in order to dodge a powerful punch and slapped back in reflex.

"PAK!" A strident sound of teeth spatting out from the mouth of the man who was knocked down was heard. It was so fierce that he flew out, hitting a wall five meters away.

He resembled a drowned mouse.

"Hoop!"

Next, another man whipped his leg towards Peter, circling it and creating a strong whiz along it, overwhelming like a hammer.

A hint of madness could be seen in Peter's eyes. He bent both arms and pounced his body in order to hit back hard.

Arms against legs!

Wasn't he over-confident in doing so?