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?

gun at the abductor, and said irritably, "I'll give you five

tilted his head toward the right, and gave

at their chief, all of them

chief abductor in his knee with

"Ahh!"

to the floor and held his hand

other thugs dropped

and plopped on the ground. They couldn't care

their chief; they crawled to the corner the man in black indicated just now,

cold, sharp gaze landed on Rosalie. She stood up with some difficult and stepped back, her

the man in black pointed at Rosalie with the tip of his

the thug covered in blood not

gun in one shot than to be in the hands

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

crouched down and held the gun against his

all contorted. He gritted his teeth, not

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