My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 15 Your Wife is so Fierce

In this instant, Jocelyn all but lost the gentle fairy look she had just now, and all over her body, she

carried an appalling chill.

"Who are you pretending for?!" Jocelyn clutched the remaining half of the beer bottle in her hand and

pointed at a few punks and questioned. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"You're finished! Brothers, go!" The next second a few punks took out their knives and swarmed over.

Jocelyn, however, did not panic and turned her head to exchange a glance with Paige before she

began to wrestle with them using the kung fu she had learnt abroad over the years.

Immediately afterwards, Paige picked up a beer bottle and joined the fight.

Their movements were extremely clean and sharp, their bodies were as soft as if they were boneless,

and in just under half a minute, the two punks were put down.

The people at Noah's table, except for him, were all stunned.

Abel wiped his eyes in shock, “Your wife and her friend are so bold.”

Robert swallowed desperately, dumbfounded, "They are so fierce! But! I love it!!!"

Noah didn't say a word, he just coolly looked at the group of black-clad bodyguards at the table behind

him and waved his hand.

The next second a dozen black-clothed men directly joined the melee.

The scene attracted countless eyes.

Seeing this, the bar manager rushed over with a group of security guards, ready to step forward to stop

it.

However, when he passed by Abel, he yanked him back and looked at Noah, who was next to him in a

murderous mood, "See who makes trouble here."

The moment the manager saw Noah, he immediately shivered, and then meekly waved his hand

towards the security guards and left at light speed.

Because of the addition of their gang, in just a few seconds, those punks were put down en masse to

the ground, crying out in pain.

Jocelyn looked at them with a gasp and said, "Thank you."

The group of men in black just bowed neatly towards her, but didn't say anything.

Just at this time, Abel walked over and gave a fierce kick towards one of the punks on the ground,

before looking at the group of black-clothed men and saying, "Someone said to smash an ice hole in

your moat and throw the gang in."

"Who?" Jocelyn asked.

"Guess?" Abel said with a smirk, before turning his head to look at Noah's position.

Jocelyn followed his gaze.

Noah was currently playing with a golden lighter with one hand.

The lighter, which was on, was spinning recklessly on his fingers.

Each stroke of the flame just avoided his skin, the movement was awesome.

He was looking at her, and under the interplay of light and shadow, she couldn't see his expression at

the moment.

So the group of black-clad men were his men?

He was pretty high up then, to come out with so many of his men.

Was he at the level of boss? Or was he a pet under the Boss?

"Why don't you hurry up?" Abel coldly ordered.

"Wait a minute," Jocelyn came back to her senses and stopped.

And then she took out her phone and tapped on the video, the camera pointed at the punks on the

ground and questioned, "Who told you to come? Was it Gloria?"

"Yes, it's her." responded a brush cut punk shivering.

Jocelyn snorted coldly and called the police straight away.

After she explained everything to the police, she looked at the people in black around her and said,

"Please help keep an eye on them."

With those words, she then nodded politely towards Abel and smiled before walking towards Noah.

When she passed in front of Robert, Robert immediately put his foot out.

Jocelyn stumbled and lunged towards the front at once, her heart immediately raised to her throat.

The next second, her face was directly pressed against Noah's thigh.

At this moment, Jocelyn really was ashamed.

Harry immediately failed to hold back his laughter.

Robert at the side did the same.

"Want to die?" Noah looked at Robert coldly and said.

Robert instantly sucked in a cold breath, stopped his smile and raised his hands towards him in a

surrendering manner.

Immediately afterwards, Jocelyn felt a tingling pain in her right ankle.

Due to the embarrassing situation in front of her, she could only force herself to stand up.

She then turned her head in anger and looked at Robert, who had tripped over her earlier, and gave

him a fierce glare.

Robert was defeated, but he did not dare to say a word.

Abel walked over, holding back his laughter, and sat on the other side of Noah, crossing his legs and

lighting a cigarette.

Jocelyn looked at Noah with a red face, holding back the pain, "I came over to say thank you."

"You're welcome, you're not hurt, are you?" Noah asked indifferently.

"No, I count myself in your debt this time, so you guys keep playing." Jocelyn said.

With those words, she turned around and prepared to leave.

However, just after taking a step forward, her ankle hurt like cuts.

She couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Immediately after that, her feet went weak and she sat directly on Noah's lap.

"What? Planning to repay the favor with your body?" Noah's eyes were playful.

Jocelyn was embarrassed and her face once again turned red..

Embarrassed! Why did she sit on his laps?

"Sorry, my ankle hurts, accidentally..."

"You got twisted?" Noah's eyebrows lightly raised. He interruptted her words, his expression as cold as

ever.

Even at this close distance, she found that his face was flawless..

The warmth of his breath spread out on her earlobe, and the feeling of tingling made her think of that

passionate night, and her heartbeat went haywire again.

She instantly tried with all her might to stand up.

However, her ankle hurt like hell, and as soon as she touched the ground, she sat back on the man's

lap once again.

"You have a twisted foot? It couldn't have been caused by me, could it? I'm sorry.," Robert said with a

look of surprise and guilt.

"Robert, you're dead." Noah spoke in a cold voice.

With those words, he picked Jocelyn up in a horizontal embrace and walked out with big steps.