Love Comes To Me
Chapter 511: Who the hell are you?

The man stood still in front of Eloise, his expression grim, and reached over towards her cheek.

Pushed to the point of no return, Eloise calms down instead.

A detached, cold glow engulfed the pretty pupils, and her hand rose subconsciously, fiercely knocking away the man's hand that was about to touch her. "Don't touch me!"

Eloise tilted her head slightly and straightened her back, drawing on her tall figure to create a sense of oppression in that moment.

The man was first taken aback by her look and paused, but thought of his employer's orders and grimaced.

Because those at the top also had concerns, he was instructed several times not to get this woman killed.

A young man next to him saw the concern of his leader and stepped forward to share his worries.

"Brother, it says not to get rid of this woman, it doesn't say that the one in her belly can't be touched."

I could tell that their boss still wanted to avenge the pain of the kick he had just received. "Heh, I can't see that you're quite a brainy kid."

The man laughed softly and stroked the minion's head appreciatively.

And then a grim expression looked at the small of Eloise's back, the eyes, revealing a ferocious glint.

Eloise panicked at once, her fingertips turning colder and colder as she said sternly, "Don't you dare!" This group is simply heartless.

She wrapped her hand around her abdomen and tried to back away, replaceing no way out.

"See if we dare!"

The man stood in front of her, laughed twice and raised his hand high in the air.

Eloise screamed, desperation filling her entire brain nerves.

She covered her stomach and crouched down, trying to shield the baby.

In the next second, the imagined pain did not come.

Instead, the three men were hit in the head with three stones and screamed in agony.

Soon the man closest to Eloise was hit on the arm and calf by two flying rocks in quick succession, and was jumping from foot to foot in pain.

"Who, who did this?!"

The three men turned angrily to replace a slender man standing behind them, playing with several small stones in his hands.

The man is stout and the muscular lines of his arms are visible.

The three men looked at each other, not wanting anything to go wrong, and yelled, "Boy, you better mind your own business and get out of here, haven't you ever seen a family matter handled?" Eloise also looked up and unexpectedly fell into the man's clear, dark eyes.

His expression is quiet and composed, and his brow reveals a vast aura of righteousness.

Like a straw, Eloise called out in a panic, "Help, help, big brother! They're kidnapping me!"

Joaquin Robles gave a start as he played with the stones, his eyes drawing a glare, "Kidnapping?" "Bitch, shut the fuck up."

One of the kidnappers came up to Eloise and tried to slap her.

Before he could do anything, he took a few hard blows to the arm, which made him grimace in pain.

Turn your head and go for Joaquin's dry run.

The three men clenched their fists in unison and brushed up against Joaquin.

Flinging his arms down, Joaquin gave a mocking smile.

"No self-respect!"

He quickly sidestepped the three men's attacks and then came out of the ring sharply, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, each punch landing firmly on his opponent but without constituting a fatal wound. The four men battled, and it was the three who fell backwards.

Joaquin swam out his fists and smashed them so hard they just felt their bones creak.

In the next second, he made a reverse tackle and Joaquin twisted the hand of one of the kidnappers backwards, snapping it behind him.

This fluency is exactly the same as a police officer taking a prisoner.

The kidnapper leader hadn't expected Joaquin to fight like this, and as he watched his brother being captured, he took two steps back and questioned under his breath. "What the hell are you?"

"Joaquin, head of the CID."

As the words hit the ground, the three men's faces turned ironic and blue.

Not at all expecting to kick a hard piece of ass.

The police are the most frowned upon in their line of work, and if they are caught, they will go to jail.

The leader of the kidnappers saw the situation and gritted his teeth as he ran backwards and grabbed Eloise straight away.

He grabbed Eloise by the neck and kept her in front of him.

Moving too quickly for Joaquin to stop, his eyes narrowed and a hostility flashed through his body.

"Cough cough!"

Eloise, unable to breathe from the choking, turned purple and struggled to break the man's grip. "Let her go!"

Joaquin barked at the man and got up to go to Eloise's rescue.

At all times, the safety of the hostages is of paramount importance to them.

Catching on to this too, the three kidnappers looked at each other and laughed wickedly.

The man suddenly pushed Eloise towards Joaquin, and while Joaquin caught Eloise, the trio drew up and ran out of the alley.

The moment Eloise was pushed out, she leaned forward, shielding the small of her back in horror, and was about to make contact with the ground when Joaquin assisted her. "Are you all right, girl?"

A mellow voice rings in the ears.

Eloise raised her eyes and saw Joaquin's handsome brow.

She sat down smoothly in a crouch and smiled vainly at Joaquin, "No, it's all right, Comrade Police, thank you, if it wasn't for you I would have been taken captive today."

She breathed heavily and struggled to calm herself.

Her fair face, now coiled with a flush, had beads of sweat sliding down her hair and rolling into the slender nape of her neck.

That sweet little red mouth moves in a loving way.

Joaquin's mind wandered and he coughed clearly, "You're welcome, it's my duty."

He averted his eyes and looked in the direction the kidnappers had left and asked, "By the way, who were those people and why did they kidnap you?"

Eloise's eyes haloed with water and she shook her head in confusion, "I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it today."

"Forget it, this investigation is the work of our police officers, I see you are also in shock, let me take you back to the station first, you go and take a statement and register, then I will help you contact your family." "Good, then I'll trouble you."

Eloise's eyelashes fluttered lightly and she nodded.

"No trouble, my name is Joaquin, J-o-a-q-u-i-n and you?" Joaquin asked smoothly as he gently helped Eloise up.

"Eloise, e-l-o-i-s-e of Eloise."

Eloise followed Joaquin's format of introduction and gave a good-natured smile.

When they arrived at the police station, Eloise immediately called Hector.

Afraid that he would be too worried, he didn't go into details about the process and just asked him to come to the police station to take her home.

But Hector listened on the spot and didn't take it lightly, telling her to stay at the police station while he came over immediately.

Eloise was also much more at ease after the phone call.

Joaquin also accompanied her to take the statement as both were involved.

As the two men were recounting what had happened, an officer in a police uniform approached, saw Joaquin and whistled.

"Mr. Joaquin, you're good, you can save a girl on vacation, you're lucky."

Joaquin narrowed his eyes and spoke coldly to the man, "It's been too long since you boy has sparred with me."

The latter immediately shivered at the word and waved his hand as he slipped away.

After Eloise finished her part of the statement, the police officer told her to go and wait aside.

I accidentally glanced at Joaquin next to me and saw that his face was tarnished.

Her brow furrowed, she spoke to the guard next to her and ran to the pharmacy to buy antiseptic and band-aids, intending to return to dress Joaquin's wound.