My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 138

Peter stepped back immediately without any hesitation.

Bang!

A bullet flew at Peter's direction.

Fortunately, it missed. The bullet grazed through the concrete floor.

"Die!" Peter roared. He was furious.

He wasn't going to show any sign of remorse. He took out his silver needles and threw them.

The needles slid through the gunner's neck before he was able to pull the trigger. He fell limply on the floor.

Peter screamed at Diego. "Not only have you collected weapons illegally, you've held hostage and murdered innocent people by using evil men that you've paid! You are insane, Diego! I'll make sure to end you, if it's the last thing I'll do!"

Peter glared before charging at Diego. When he was near enough, Peter slammed his foot against Diego's torso.

Peter felt Diego's ribs crack from underneath his foot.

Diego could feel his ribs press against his organs painfully. He screamed at the pain, but his anger was more alert.

"You think you can kill me? Do a better job at it! If you don't, I'll just come back and murder you."

"Kill you?" Peter scoffed. "Don't compare me to you. I'm not insane!" Peter kicked him again. This time it was against his arm. Diego screamed in pain as it broke.

"I'm not a lawbreaker like you!" Peter laughed sarcastically, throwing punches one after another.

Diego bore through the pain, as blood kept oozing out of him, making his skin turn pale.

The spectators were speechless.

They couldn't believe what was happening.

No words would come out, nor could they comprehend what was really happening.

'What's happening? Diego's the strongest man I know! How could he be beaten up like this?

This isn't real, is it?' they thought to themselves.

"Ah!" Diego screamed, his face dripping in sweat. He couldn't stand it. He felt pain everywhere!

However, he refused to give up. He turned to his men and shouted,"Are all of you just going to stand there? Kill him! Kill that motherfucker!"

He screamed with all his might, but it seemed that his pleading fell on deaf ears. The men stood idly.

'You must be joking, right, Boss? Peter crushed you! How do you think we, of all people, can kill him?'

"Things just got a little more interesting." Peter laughed. "You're nothing, Diego. Look at them. You've been their boss for years, but nobody's loyal enough to protect you! What a pity,"

Peter sneered at Diego, before turning to the men. "If you're not going to fight me, then fuck off out of here. You wouldn't want to be around when the police come."

'When the police come?'

The men were baffled by what they just heard.

'This is a private matter! What does he mean by "when the police come"? He's gone mad!'

They were stunned. When they came to their senses, all of them scattered without hesitation. The room was vacated immediately.

Only Diego and Peter were left.

Diego was furious, but at the same time, helpless.

He sighed, knowing what was to come.

He didn't care to admit it, but it was baffling him how the king of Golden City was defeated by some measly security guard. He couldn't wrap his head around it.

If it weren't for Peter, he never would have sent his best men to fight Wolf King. If he didn't engage with the latter, Diego could still have defeated Peter. He knew he could have won then.