The three of them cautiously moved away from the window, and another bullet came whizzing by. Haley Summers couldn't dodge in time and was shot in the left hand.
"Ah..." He was forced to kneel on the ground, and the other two men hurriedly tried to open the door in panic.
The window shattered,
a black figure swung in on a rope, like a deity!
The black coat soon wrapped around Lorraine Hughes, enclosing her tightly.
When Lorraine Hughes saw those almond-shaped eyes above the black mask, her taut nerves finally gave way, and she choked up, unable to speak.
He really came.
The man bent down and placed a kiss on her forehead, "Be good, leave it to me."
His sharp eyes locked onto Haley Summers like a wolf, as if he wanted to tear him apart!
"Who... who are you... How can you just shoot like that?"
"The one who wants your life." Nathan Bolton put away the gun, and his iron fist came crashing down mercilessly.
