My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 234

Heads turned as soon as Peter showed up.

The prisoners looked at Peter

like a pack of hungry wild animals staring at their prey.

Their fearsome glance was enough to intimidate an ordinary guy.

The eight prison guards grasped their weapons firmly as sweat ran down their foreheads. They glanced around in an attempt to look threatening to the criminals.

The last thing they wanted was for the prisoners to charge at Peter and come at him at all costs. That would spell a lot of trouble.

Peter continued to walk solemnly and at a leisurely pace. His face showed no signs of distress.

His gaze candidly swept through his surroundings, casually glancing both sides.

There were more than a hundred prisoners to the left, but an air of superiority radiated from a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man. He was Blaze Ji, a gay man that dominated the cells on the south side of the prison.

About the same number of prisoners stood at the other side. They were led by a vicious bald man, Black Bear. He reigned over the cells on the north side.

When he met his gaze, Blaze Ji gave Peter a seemingly demure smile. His eyes, though, blazed with a fire that was impossible to ignore.

Black Bear just raised his middle finger as he grinned when Peter's eyes landed on him.

Peter made his way through the groups of prisoners with a serious expression on his face.

Neither Black Bear nor Blaze Ji scared him. What concerned him more were the men behind them blending in with the prisoners.

Despite their flawless disguise, Peter felt their unusual strength.

"It looks like Robin really put in a lot of money to kill me. This is getting interesting," Peter murmured. Escorted by the eight prison guards, Peter sat on a corner, closed his eyes, and started to rest.

The eight prison guards stood like iron towers. They watched over Peter and glanced sharply at their surroundings.

It would look like they were making sure that he did not escape but in reality, they were protecting him.

In their presence, neither Black Bear nor Blaze Ji would dare attack him.

They played with ideas on how to go about their end goal but eventually backed down for the time being.

There was no need to hurry. The timing was not yet right.

Prisoners continued to flock in until the square was almost full.

Crowds of prisoners gathered together.

Thud!

A loud voice from the sound system got everyone's attention.

Instructions were given that, apart from the ten prison guards standing on both sides of the platform, all the other guards were to leave the square.

Jerome and the guards who protected Peter were no exception.

As soon as they left, Blaze Ji, Black Bear, and their respective groups took their chance and started to approach Peter.

It was frightening to watch. A crowd of more than two hundred criminals gathered around him.

Bystanders watched the scene unfold as they held their breath.

They wondered what Blaze Ji and Black Bear planned to do. Were they going to start a riot?

"You're finally here," Peter said with an exasperated expression. He seemed to have been expecting them. He then pushed himself up and stood calmly. If he had any intention of standing aside or fleeing, he showed no signs of it.

He knew that avoiding them would not help solve his problems. Moreover, he had nowhere to go. It was impossible to hide or escape from the prison square.

"Hey, newbie. If you go down on your knees and call me Lord, I will leave you alone," Black Bear said as he walked towards Peter with a big smile across his face.

Killing a man was not a daunting task for him. Even more so, a man in handcuffs and shackles. It was as easy as stepping on an ant.

"Black Bear, don't ask others to get down on their knees. We are civilized people. Can't we do something in a civilized manner?"

Blaze Ji, walking from the other side, interrupted Black Bear, turned to Peter, and raised an index finger.

"Listen to me, boy. I don't want to hurt you and ruin your pretty little face, so let's strike a deal. Sing me a song and be my boy toy, and I will give you a break. How about that?" he said.

'Is this guy crazy?' Peter thought, disgusted. His proposal made him want to throw up.

He shivered and looked at the two prison leaders. He appeared to be terrified. "I... I'm really sorry, brothers.

Unfortunately, I was not gifted with the talent to sing or dance. I also don't know how to kneel.

My mom told me that men are not supposed to kneel in front of others, so I simply neglected

ever learning that skill.

And since my family is poor, the privilege of listening to tapes was not available to me during my childhood. I have absolutely no idea how to sing a song.

Isn't that just unfortunate?" he explained.

"You motherfucker, don't give us your shit. Do you think you can fool us, you fucking son of a bitch?