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Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel Chapter 787

Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 787

If this man still thinks that those people are working under my orders, then there is nothing else I can do anymore.

The man pursed his lips at those words, acting as if he had a guilty conscience.

At that moment, a loud crash rang out. The door was kicked open, instantly revealing Janet and Mason’s hiding place. A group of black-clothed men rushed at them with blades, eyes flashing scarlet from bloodlust.

Janet and Mason frowned slightly at the same time as they hurriedly dodged the attacks. In the process of their escape, Janet reflexively grabbed the man’s hand and fled outside.

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The man looked down at the slender and fair hand on his arm and struggled slightly to break free. He coldly admonished, “Let go.”

“Under such dire circumstances…” she laughed in a slightly mocking and disdainful tone, “why are you still concerned about being virtuous?”

Even so, he shook the woman’s hand away. “We can’t catch them without guns!” The two of them hid in a very tight space and listened to the black-clothed men’s conversation outside. Then, one of the black-clothed men’s voices rang out. “Shoot; kill them both.”

At this juncture, the black-clothed men seemed to be anxious about something. He couldn’t care less about attracting people’s attention because of the gunshots anymore.

Janet narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the man beside her. She teasingly asked, “Just who on earth did you offend? Why are they going to such lengths to kill you?”

“Shouldn’t you be asking yourself that?” Mason’s amused voice rang out, then he continued, “You don’t think that those people are targeting me, do you?”

Janet’s long, thin eyes narrowed slightly. She looked at the man and teasingly said, “Boss, how is my shooting technique? Am I comparable to your wife?”

He had to admit that Rose’s shooting technique was quite good. At the very least, she ranked top five in Sandfort City. However, she was still no match for Janet.

“Is that acquiescence, boss?” Janet asked while dodging her attackers. She didn’t seem to be worried about their shooting.

The man couldn’t stand listening to her jokes and coldly snapped, “Rose, shut up!” Just listening to her voice makes me lose focus. To put it simply, just looking at her reminds me of Jan. Unfortunately, her face, the way she speaks, and the way she teases me, are completely unlike Jan. I wonder if there’s a technique to change one’s face or disguise oneself in this world.

At that moment, one of the black-clothed men seemed to notice that Mason was distracted. Thus, he swiftly turned sideways, slowly moved backward, and fired a shot at Mason’s back.

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