Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 654

The man’s eyes widened in fear as he yelled, “No, don’t! B-B-B…”

He didn’t care to call the man in black ‘Brother’ again, and cried for mercy, “Good sir, I was wrong. Spare me, please, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything you ask of me!”

“Really? You’ll do anything I ask of you?”

“Yes, I will,” the abductor nodded firmly. “I’ll do anything you ask of me as long as you spare me!”

“Alright, then.” The man in black kicked him. “Get up.”

The chief abductor crawled up from the ground, bearing with the pain on his knee, which almost made him stumble.

The man in black pointed at the knife lying on the ground. “Pick this up. Choose your least favorite gang mate and gouge out his eyeballs. Display it right here for me.”

“Ah? That…that…” the abductor said in a trembling voice. “Good sir, I…”

“What’s the matter?” the man in black said irritably. “Don’t want to do it?”

He pointed the gun back at the abductor’s crotch.

“No, no, I’ll do it, I’ll do it!”

He grabbed the knife from the ground at once.

The man in black chuckled. “Good. Pick your least favorite gang mate.”

The other thugs kneeling on the floor trembled with fear, frightened out of their wits.

The abductor held the knife and limped over to them. His gaze swept across all his gang mates as he made his choice.

“You’re taking too long. Quick, take your pick!” the man in black rushed in irritation.

The chief abductor picked at random—he chose the skinniest and youngest thug, and approached the latter with the knife in hand.

“Brother, please, no. I… I’ve been loyal to you and have always done as you say. You can’t do this to me, Brother. Please!” begged the thug.

“Hurry up!” The man in black aimed a shot next to the abductor’s foot.

The chief abductor knelt on the ground, his body all covered in blood. “Sir, I’ve done what you asked me to. Can you please spare me?”

“Of course,” the man in black said as he started putting his gun away.

The next moment, however, he suddenly lifted his gun.

Bam!

The chief abductor looked down, and saw blood spewing out below his waist.

“Ahh!” he shrieked at the top of his lungs, clutching his crotch and rolling around on the floor in pain.

“I changed my mind. I don’t want to spare you after all,” the man in black said in a melancholic voice, sounding slightly indignant. “I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you that I’m a fickle-minded rascal.”

The man in black didn’t reload his gun. He simply stood right there, watching the chief abductor writhe in pain and die a slow, painful death.

The abductor finally stopped screaming in pain when he drew his last breath.