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 you

tilted his head toward the

all of them not daring

the chief abductor in his knee

"Ahh!"

and held his hand over

thugs dropped

on the ground.

corner the man in black indicated just now, and knelt there with their heads

man's cold, sharp gaze landed on Rosalie. She stood up with some difficult and stepped back, her eyes filled with

the man in black pointed at Rosalie with

a cold sweat. She turned around and saw the thug covered in blood not far away, and obediently

in one shot than to be in the

the chief abductor, and kicked his face

crouched down and held the gun against his head.

contorted. He gritted his teeth, not daring to make

I don't like noisy. people, especially if they're behaving like