My Beautiful Boss novel Chapter 279

"In my opinion, the martial arts techniques of H Country are rubbish. I'm invincible, losers.

Martial arts originated from D Country. Yours look so much like cheap knockoffs. Trust me, you do not want to fight me,"

Wesley Han said, mocking his opponents when he got the upper hand.

He then raised his middle finger to couple his trash talk, addressing the whole people of H Country.

"You fucking idiot! What are you talking about?

Shut up, or we will kill you!

Who do you think you are? How dare you!" people around Wesley Han shouted loudly.

His words infuriated them. They wanted so badly to beat him up.

Even the policemen had to control their temper as they were from H Country as well.

The last thing they wanted was for this little conflict to escalate into a diplomatic issue.

This kind of thing could definitely affect the relationship between the two countries.

"Hahaha! Your anger will not do anything. Only action can. If you feel angry, come at me. I'm waiting for you," Wesley Han continued, further provoking the crowd.

He looked around with testing eyes. "You are all weak! Cowards!

Is there anyone here brave enough to fight me? Anyone? Someone? No one? Weak shits! You're all pussies! Hahaha!" he boomed.

Anger boiled up in the people around the boxing ring.

They wanted to kill Wesley Han, but they knew they were no match for him.

It was an awful feeling that churned inside them. Despite being degraded and provoked, there was nothing they could do.

"Why is he so arrogant? I must do something," Peter said thoughtfully.

"What? Are you sure? Wesley Han is a very good martial artist. I heard a lot of things about him. In fact, I recorded his fights here on my phone. Would you need these?" Audrey asked Peter.

"As the saying goes, 'Know yourself and know the enemy.' I suggest you watch these to educate yourself about who you're up against," she insisted.

"What? Watch the videos? You must be kidding me. I think I can knock him to the floor with one sharp blow. Trust me, I know what I'm doing," Peter shrugged and replied.

"I think you overestimate yourself. I hate Wesley Han too, but he really knows what he's doing," said one concerned member from the crowd.

"Exactly. Don't think too much about yourself. I can imagine he'd be the one beating you up in one sharp blow. You'll put us all to shame!" said another.

"Yeah, buddy. I see that you're pumping up your feathers but you're not convincing me. You don't have to act all macho for us. Defeat can be more humiliating if you keep that up."

Several people nodded their heads in agreement.

Peter's confidence seemed to have offended many of them.

Clearly, they were not convinced that Peter would amount to anything against Wesley Han.

Peter, though, was indifferent to their opinions. He just wanted to solve this as much as possible.

Before Peter could go into the boxing ring, a commotion seemed to have broken into the crowd as another young man made his way through.

"Wow, it's Lance!"

"Lance is back! Hahaha! Wesley Han will pay, for sure!

"Yeah, for sure! Lance won a silver medal in the martial arts tournament three years ago! He's surely better than Wesley Han!"

"God bless us!" people cheered and applauded.