It’s Hard To Control My Naughty Wife!

"You think you can just hold me captive?" Leon then grabbed his cell phone and dialed someone quickly. "Now," he said.

And as soon as he said that, the lights in the entire building went out, making it pitch black.

From outside, one could hear the commotion and loud words of several people panicking over what had suddenly happened. Although it didn't cause a commotion, the invited guests still felt restless because the lighting suddenly disappeared.

Meanwhile, Ramon was standing at the door and he heard the sounds of fighting from behind it, and it didn't take a genius to know that they were under attack.

From the sound, there were several people specifically heading toward this small conference room, either to pick up Leon, or to finish him off.

However, due to the dense darkness, it made it difficult for David and several bodyguards to fight back, while their opponents attacked them with full preparation and equipment, which allowed them to see in the dark.

At this second, Ramon made a quick decision, he locked the door of the room, locked himself and Leon together, while waiting for the lights to come back on, because he knew it would take less than three minutes to activate the backup power in this hotel building.

"I told you, didn't I? I won't come unprepared," Leon chuckled. "And of course I won't come the usual way. I like these kinds of settings. Sometimes, you have to use your unparalleled imagination to execute such a plan."

Crazy Leon. He went too far and was so unpredictable.

"That's why..." before Leon could finish his sentence, he felt a strong blow to his face that made his lips crack and in the next second he could feel the blood running down the corner of his mouth.

Ramon had just kicked him in the face so that the man's body knocked into the table.

"Shut up, you are so noisy," said Ramon lightly, as if he hadn't just kicked Leon. Then, Ramon took out his cell phone and called someone.

There were far more important things for Ramon to worry about right now, than the few people who seemed about to burst into the room after knocking out David and a few bodyguards at the door.

Even now, there were noises outside, as they tried to break the lock on the door. It was only a matter of time before they entered this room and besieged Ramon, but the man was worried about someone else.

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Ian and Marco walked closer to the man who was putting out his cigarette by stomping it on the ground. He looked like he was preparing to go back into the house, but seeing two people walking toward him made him stop and stare at the two with furrowed brows.

The man thought that these two men were just walking past this house, but when he saw the two of them walking toward him, he realized that he was the one they were aiming for.

"What do you want?" The man looked left and right, this place shouldn't be crowded by many people, so… why were these two people here? Are they lost?

"Could we use the bathroom for a bit?" Ian asked. "Looks like we got lost and walked too far from the hotel."

The man looked at the two people from head to toe, and wasn't sure if they were both lost travelers. Their appearances were too suspicious to support their words.

"No," the man answered firmly. "You can use the tree over there." He then nodded his head toward the coconut trees along the coast.

While the waves pounded very loudly breaking at the rocks, the cold night wind hit their faces and bodies wrapped in thick jackets.

Marco snorted, but it was Ian who spoke. "You're not seriously telling me to go there, are you? You have no manners at all."

However, before the man could answer or Ian could say anything else, the sound of a gunshot was heard, breaking the silence of the night, and echoing the crashing waves.

"SHIT!" Ian cursed as he covered his ears with both hands and jumped away from Marco who was still pointing the gun at the man who had fallen to the floor with blood splattered from the gunshot wound to his head.

"Andy, pay attention to the back of this house," Marco ordered through the earpiece in his ear, then turned his attention back to Ian. "How long are you going to talk about the toilet? You're just wasting your time," Marco said. "Pull out your gun and get ready, we are going to barge in."

Ian was still shocked at what was happening in front of him, but when Marco called out to him a second time, he immediately grabbed his gun and followed the man into the house, where the gunshots were heard again and Marco swiftly pulled Ian into cover.

"Feel free to pull the trigger when you see them," Marco said, between the screams of the two men calling out to each other, preparing to face whoever had barged into this house.

"I could go to jail if I kill someone." Ian was too confused to answer Marco's orders, so that was the only logical answer he could come up with.

On the other hand, Marco rolled his eyes when he heard those words. "I thought you were a fighter, why are you acting like a holy sage?"

"I am a fighter, but that doesn't mean I kill all my opponents," said Ian in annoyance. "I have never killed anyone."

"Oh, please… you will go to jail if anyone reports this and involves the police, but even a fool knows that our enemies won't involve the police in this." Marco educated Ian a little.

Of course no one will report this to the authorities, because once you are involved in an organization like this, then that means there is only one rule that you should remember, namely; If you don't kill, you will be killed. Just that.

"Stop being so whiny and bring your ass over here to help me finish them off," Marco grumbled, he was calculating where the last two people were, through the sound of their footsteps. "After all this is your sister we must save."

Ian took a deep breath, to calm his rapidly beating heart.

"Okay, I'm ready," Ian said in a more steady voice.

"Good, then you go first," Marco said.

"M-meeeee???"