Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 172

“Seriously?” Allen was skeptical.

I was fuming “Yes, seriously! Hurry up!”

Thrilled to bits, Allen scrambled to untie the ropes binding me.”

But as I was about to enjoy my freedom, someone abruptly grabbed my arm from behind. Before I could even resist, I felt the cold metal against my temple. Having watched my fair share of crime dramas and war movies, I knew it was the barrel of a gun. My body tensed up, and I dared not move, letting the man pull me to my feet.

“Mr. Ferguson, stop it, or there’ll be trouble with Mrs. Ferguson.” The moment the person behind me spoke, I recognized the raspy voice.

were mostly down, clearly outmatched

and smirked coldly, “You’d have to be a fool to think I’d let you harm her. None of you are leaving this place alive

faltered, trying to sound tough, “But, Mr. Ferguson, your stance, it doesn’t seem like you’re

have to show you the ropes. Otherwise, you lot will start thinking you run the place.” With a calm and cold demeanor, Bryant straightened his disheveled shirt and walked over.

the man holding the gun trembled. “Don’t

but tremble myself, tears uncontrollably streaming down my

gun wasn’t like any other weapon. A slip of the hand could easily end a life. At that moment, even the bravest soul would show his fear. Bryant stopped several feet away from us,

questioned, giving Lloyd, already battered and bruised, a look for

gave

took advantage of the momentary distraction, quickly grabbed the gun from

firing a shot behind me! But the pain I anticipated never came.