Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"It's so lively in here. Am I interrupting something?"

A man's voice sounded from the door.

The men stopped whatever they were doing, and turned to look at the man at the door.

He was wearing a black shirt, a bonnet, and a black mask. He leaned leisurely against the door frame, and spoke in a low voice.

The abductor asked fiercely, "Who the hell are you?"

He seemed to be all alone, but he didn't look like the police, given the clothes he was wearing.

The man in black walked over slowly. "So many burly men bullying one lady. How shameful."

Rosalie's eyes widened as she looked doubtfully at the man. The aura he exuded felt familiar, as if she had met him before.

"Damn it, are you tired of living? Seize him!" The chief of the gang pointed angrily at the man in black.

Some of the thugs pulled out their knives and charged forward to seize the man in black, who leisurely pulled out a gun from his waist and shot upward twice.

The thugs took a few steps back in fright.

He had a gun! Who was he?

irritably, "I'll give

head toward the right, and gave them

to look at their chief, all of

hit the chief abductor in his

"Ahh!"

his hand over his knee, screaming in

thugs

on the

their chief; they crawled to the corner the man in black

up with some difficult and stepped back, her

man in black

sweat. She turned around and saw the thug covered in

gun in one shot than to be in the hands

in black approached the chief abductor, and kicked his face hard. "What are you screaming for? You're

the gun against his head. "Stop shouting.

was all contorted. He gritted his teeth, not

a look of satisfaction flashed past his eyes. "That's the way. I don't like noisy. people, especially if they're behaving like a bunch of gossip-mongers gathering