The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 210

"Hey, rascal! Are you trying to be a hero? I advise you t o run as far as you can. Not everyone can be a hero. A m I right, mates?" one man said.

The rest sneered. "If you want to be a hero, you have got to pay a price. Don't overreach yourself."

"You have one last chance. Get out of the way, otherwise, we can't guarantee what the consequences will be."

But Mark ignored their bluster, strode over with his long legs, and gave the nearest man a good kicking.

That man did not see it coming and was kicked face down to the ground, his head hitting the wall so hard that he wailed in pain.

The other men did not sit idly when they saw their mate beaten. They let go of Summer, got up from the ground, and lunged at Mark while cursing something i n their mouths.

"You must have a death wish!"

"Let's beat the living daylights out of him, mates!"

Mark glanced at them coldly without saying a word, his eyes deep and his face grave.

A melee started. In the silence of the night, there was

only the sound of fighting and men wailing and cursing.

Summer's hair had turned messy, her clothes tattered. Trembling in the cold and gritting her teeth, she took her cell phone out of her pocket with her shivering hand and pressed the emergency number, but said nothing.

The situation was dire. If the gangsters knew she called the police, it would anger them and they could become even more violent.

After a few moments, she took out the phone again and played the sound clip of police sirens, and threw the phone out and away. She then picked up the wooden stick from her side and hit 'one man with her quivering hands.

Hearing police sirens, those men panicked. They quickly exchanged glances, winking at each other as a signal to leave.

The moment they turned around, Mark lunged forward and hurt their vital parts. They collapsed to the ground and could no longer get up.

A moment later, sirens blared through the air with strobe light flashing blindingly in the night as a group of policemen stormed into the alley.

One police officer came up to greet Mark.

Mark gave a nod of acknowledgement and then ignored them. He turned around, took off his black coat, and put it on Summer to cover her body. He then drew her in his arms and said in his deep voice. "Are you hurt?"