Mighty soldier king (Peter Wang)

Chapter 42

A woman of indescribable beauty appeared before him, But at the moment, Peter could not appreciate

the sight of her. 'This is too strange, why is this crazy woman here?'

He felt relieved that, at least, she wasn't armed.

Brandon noticed Peter's face going pale and followed the direction of where he was looking. It looked

like he saw a ghost!

"Do you know that crazy woman?" Peter asked.

"Crazy woman?" Brandon jumped in surprise. "Keep it down and don't let her hear us, otherwise we're

dead meat!"

"We'd better get out of here! Hurry! Don't say I didn't warn you: do not provoke her!"

After saying that, Brandon left like a mouse that caught sight of a cat.

Peter decided it was best not to ask any more questions. He pulled Bella to leave as well.

He knew it would be a bad idea to stay longer when he saw the woman. It was just too dangerous!

Who knew what she'd do next? What if she suddenly decided to shoot him again!

Realizing that something was wrong, Bella also looked at the beautiful woman and wordlessly allowed

Peter to pull her away.

She was startled!

Who was that? Even Bella felt jealous when she saw her. Even tough guy Brandon, who didn't give a

shit about Felix, was scared of her!

"Who the hell is that woman? Do you know her?" Peter asked after they left the hotel. He was very

curious about her identity.

"I only know that she's the current police chief of Golden City Police, but that's about everything I know

about her."

"I also know that she's a person you do not want to mess with, so don't try her!" "Peter, I'm telling you,

do not provoke her! We'll both die if you do!'

Brandon said once again.

"Police chief?" Peter couldn't believe it. "That can't be true! How can such a person be the police chief? Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

The city will be in chaos!"

Peter was very confused. 'A woman that took out a gun on a whim is the police chief? This cannot end

well.'

He felt very worried about the security of Golden City.

"Yes, well, there's really nothing we can do. Forget her! Just don't get in her way. Anyway, it's been a

while. Why don't we go to a bar and catch up?"

Brandon said, changing the topic.

His sheepish grin was a giveaway his other motive about going to the bar.

Peter was about to say yes but he felt a pang of pain on his waist. Bella rejected Brandon's invitation

for Peter. "It's getting late, Brandon. Forget about the bar, let's go home and rest. We can catch up

tomorrow."

"Oh, right! My brother has a beautiful girlfriend like you. No one in the bar could possibly match that!

Besides, he's only devoted to you. My brother is not a playboy."

Peter wanted to kick Brandon's ass. Why was he talking so much bullshit?

Peter and Bella parted ways with Brandon and got in the Hummer.

As soon as they entered the car, Peter proposed with a grin, "Miss Song, look, it's been a long night.

Why don't we find a place to unwind?"

"Great idea." Bella smiled. Her flushed cheeks from the alcohol made her look cuter. "But before going

somewhere else, I want to ask you something, dear," Bella said raising a crooked finger at Peter.

Peter's heart beat faster. He swallowed hard. "What is it?"

"Who is Brandon Chu?" she asked, looking at him with charming eyes.

She couldn't help but wonder about Peter and how he seemed to attract trouble one after another

within only a few days. There must be more to him than what he seemed.

"I don't know," Peter answered honestly.

"Damn it!" Bella curled up her fingers and pouted her lips grudgingly like a spoiled brat. "We already

have this relationship, can't you tell me everything?"

"I really don't know," Peter said, frustrated, thinking, 'I'm telling the truth, why doesn't she believe me?'

But then he grinned again. ??"It doesn't matter. Let's just focus on finding a place where we can go

right now so we can finally have a great night."

"Get out of my car!" Bella yelled, suddenly looking furious.

"Huh? Why?" Peter asked, confused. "Why don't you believe me? You can't just get rid of me without a

plan, flying by the seat of your pants! I really don't know who he is!"

"Flying by the seat of my pants? How dare you!" Bella raised her leg and pulled one of her shoes off,

wanting to hit Peter on reflex. 'Who does he think he is?'

"Oh yeah, I forgot you're not wearing pants! Anyway, it's not nice to raise your legs when you're

wearing a skirt, too! Wow, how ladylike, that's so attractive!"

Peter said sarcastically. Before Bella could do anything else, he opened the door and got out of the car.

"Bastard!" Bella shouted after him, angry and embarrassed.

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Many people lay sleepless that night, bothered by its events.

Peter's name spread all over Golden City, and he became instantly notorious to the city's rich

bachelors.

Think of it: a mere security guard managed to gain the favor of one of the city's most sought-after

women, Bella Song. He'd definitely be impossible to ignore.

Moreover, he bested Frank and Felix both in courting Bella and in fighting. Surely he would be the talk

of the town.

Peter became a legend to the rich young men, overnight. Everyone was curious about the ordinary

man who bagged this extraordinary goddess. Did he have three heads and six arms? How did he beat

up so many strong men?

Alfred went into a fit in the hospital upon hearing the news, breaking everything in his way.

It was common knowledge in the Golden City that Alfred and Bella were once engaged. It felt like a

huge slap in the face when he found out that Bella was flaunting her new security guard lover all over

the city.

Now, Alfred was known as the loser — the city elite's most famous cuckold.

"Just you wait, Peter Wang and Bella Song. I am going to kill you both! I won't stop until you're both

dead!" His resentful words echoed throughout the whole hospital ward.

"Mr. Gao, it seems you need some help." Three young men entered.

"Fuck off!" he shouted at his unexpected guests. 'Not even knocking? Who the fuck are these

assholes?' Realizing who they were, he stopped abruptly.

He knew these men.

One was Frank, and next to him was Felix.

Both of them were respectfully tailing an obviously powerful young man. He stood tall and walked with

his chin up, proud as a king.

"Who are you? If you've come to remind me of what a loser I am, please leave," Alfred said, trying to

control his anger.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that we have a common enemy," the young man said,

looking at Alfred.

"Peter Wang?" Alfred asked, grinding his teeth with fury.