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?

the abductor, and said irritably, "I'll give you five seconds. Crawl

head toward the right, and gave

at their chief, all of them not daring

chief abductor in his knee with

"Ahh!"

chief abductor fell to the floor and held his hand over his knee,

other thugs

plopped on

they crawled to the corner the man in black indicated just now, and knelt there with

cold, sharp gaze landed on Rosalie. She stood up

in black pointed at Rosalie with the tip

the thug covered in blood not far away,

gun in one shot than to

the chief abductor, and kicked his face hard.

gun against his

pale face was all contorted. He gritted his

look of satisfaction flashed past his eyes. "That's the way. I don't