Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1297 Richards Injured

Peter's harsh cold eyes shot straight at Richards, and with a warning look, he held Adriana's waist and All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

carefully nursed her, "Let's go back."

"Hmm."

Adriana also did not expect that today's party would come to such a situation that it would be difficult to

end.

She really wanted to leave.

The two walked towards the outside, but Peter steeply pace a stunned, dark as ink pupils slightly

narrowed, the next moment will directly drag Adriana to behind, "Adriana careful!"

He let out a soft cry, and although he moved quickly, he didn't speak very loudly, as if he was worried

that he might scare Adriana.

But when he dragged Adriana behind him and turned around, he heard a gunshot, and immediately a

masked guard standing behind him fell to the ground.

Peter's face instantly gloomy down, a pair of bitter cold eyes slightly narrowed, the right hand smoothly

lifted up the suit, pulled out a pistol from the waist, pulled the safety bolt, directly aimed at Richards

shot over.

Bang, bang, bang -

He was shooting, and Jackson, who was accompanying him, was also shooting toward Richards.

The situation that had quieted down a moment ago suddenly turned into a gun battle, intensifying the

conflict.

"Take Adriana out!"

Peter pushed Adriana towards Jackson, while the rest of the ballroom was already clutching their

heads, and amidst a scream and a mess, Peter stepped towards Richards.

His reaction was really unexpected by Richards, who thought Peter would not make a move on him

and did not have the guts to do so with him.

But who knew that he had actually shot towards him.

Richards' escort appeared, and Peter's men stepped forward.

Surprisingly, half of those waiters who appeared at the banquet today were Peter's cronies.

His people, actually, were planted in Obren's headquarters.

It must be said that this person should not be underestimated.

"Stop! Stop, stop!"

Some people were injured in the fierce battle, but those trained by Peter are smart, and perhaps Peter

explained what in advance, are afraid to shoot Richards, but the Prince of Richards' escort fell down a

lot of people.

Richards saw that his men had lost quite a few, immediately dropped the gun in his hand, raised his

hand and smiled sarcastically, "Mo, I'm sorry, it was just a misfire, I apologize for my mistake."

Turning around, he ordered his escort again, "Stop all!"

The escort team that lost five men looked at me, I looked at you, and finally all looked at the prince, not

sure what they meant.

To know that he deliberately honored the Prince of Motril, how dare someone dare to take advantage of

his head, simply do not know what to do!

"I said stop, all of you get out of my way!" Richards saw those useless fools with a puzzled face and

couldn't help but chortle again.

So the men stood in front of Richards while the others carried their wounded brothers out to find a

doctor.

Peter didn't stop at Richards' move, but held his gun up and took a step in front of him, stopping three

meters away.

Bang--!

An abrupt sound from the ballroom broke the momentary silence as he fired a shot into Richards' left

arm.

Because there was an escort standing in front of Richards, Peter shot the escort in the chest and the

bullet went through the man's body and hit Richards in the arm.

"Hiss~"

Richards pain backwards, looking at the guard who fell in front of him, could not help but rage: "FUCK!

You really dare to lay hands on me, you ......"

He raised his hand to cover his arm, grimacing in pain, but the ghastly face steeply pulled out a wicked

and ruthless smile, "This nature, I really like."

"Unbridled, absurd! Peter, this is Obren, what are you doing? How can you make a move with Prince

Motril!?"

Chaya, who had just walked a short distance away, heard the commotion in the ballroom and

immediately turned back.

But when she stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, she saw a mess and whimpering and wailing

screams, and the smell of blood.

"This is just a warning to you, if you dare to touch Adriana next time, what I want ......" he said, his tone

slightly raised, "is your life!"

He Peter wants to protect the woman, is to give up a life, will also protect the good.

"Heh, kind of interesting."

The more Peter feels for Adriana and the more disrespectful he is to Richards, the more he can inspire

Richards to like him.