My Mysterious Husband

When the warm water flowed down from the top of her head, Venus Mu recalled Kerry Ye’s injured shoulders.
Don’t get caught, Kerry, stay safe and sound.
After disappearing from the room, Kerry, the guy missed by Venus, appeared by Nighthawk's side.
"Boss!" Nighthawk cried out in fright, took off his black shirt instantly and put it on for him, then supported him by the waist to
walk to a remote area together.
Soon, there was a shout from not far away. Nighthawk knew it was the others coming after them. Ahead there was a fruit store
with no one at the door, without any hesitation, he took Kerry to hide inside.
Before they had time to take a breath, a young girl approached them, thinking they might be the customers for fruits, and greeted
them warmly in English, "What do you want to buy?"
Nighthawk took his wallet from his waistband and gave her all the cash in it, whispering, "Someone's chasing us, can we hide out
here for a while? Please."
Stared at him in amazement, the girl cast a glance at the pale face of Kerry, seeming to be impressed by the money or by his
handsome features, nodded her head quickly and said, "Follow me."
Nighthawk smiled his gratitude and followed her with Kerry.
As they were led to a room, the girl uncovered a hidden staircase by lifting a board on the floor, "This is the warehouse where we
keep our fruit."
"Thank you." Said Nighthawk in a sincere tone, carrying Kerry down the stairs.
"I'll send the medical kit down later." Said the girl, and then she covered the board and left.
The basement was very dim, and they were greeted by the pleasantly cool air as well as the aroma of various fruits the second
they reached the ground floor. Nighthawk helped Kerry sit down in a more spacious area and was about to check on his wounds,
and then the board was lifted again and the girl came down the stairs with a medical kit.
"Here are some common medicines. Check if they are available." The girl handed him the kit, turning on a switch nearby, and
illuminated the room with a little light.

Kerry barely lifted his eyelid and nodded at the girl, "Thank you."
"You’re welcome," Beamed the girl, "I have to go up first."
Most of the medicines in the kit were for common use, but thankfully there was a bottle of medical alcohol, a bottle of styptic
power, and a large roll of gauze.
"Boss, let me stop your bleeding first."
Kerry nodded with his eyes closed. He had such a strong shoulder which had suffered a shot from the front by the kidnapper last
time and now another shot from the back.
Nighthawk carefully took off his clothes, finding that the blood was oozing out of his piercing left shoulder with a bullet in it.
Outside the fruit store.
The beautiful girl sat in front of her stand and looked around. There was only one fruit store in this alley while the rest were
hotels. As the sun was blazing hot at noon, the alley was quite empty.
Soon after she sat down, several yelling men with guns on their backs suddenly came into the alley, rushing into the first house
directly for investigation.
The girl, an aborigine of the island, certainly knew who the men were. She was a little nervous, but since she had done it, she
would not regret it.
Soon a bawling voice was heard from a violent-tempered old man at the first house, a celebrity on the island who she would call
him “Grandpa”. These guys must have offended him.
The girl stretched out her neck and found that they were kicked out of the house by the old man with a carrying pole.
The third one was the fruit store.
As they came over, the girl greeted them with a smile, "What fruit do you want?"
One of the men had come here occasionally to buy fruit and knew her well, so he asked her in a more polite tone, "Have you
seen an injured man?"

The girl’s heart beat faster, though, she tried to maintain that calm expression on her face, shaking her head, and said, "No, this
is a rarely visited alley, you know."
The men believed her words without any doubt, but they had to observe the order that every nook and cranny shall be
scrutinized.
"Let's go inside and have a look." The man said seriously.
The girl turned angry, standing up from her chair and staring at them with her round eyes, "Why do you search my store? Only
the local police officers have that right!"
The man was embarrassed. As he had sort of a crush on the girl, of course he wouldn't have searched her store if he just came
alone, but now he was followed by two other guards, he couldn't show any trace of his favoritism towards her, "Gina, I just want
to go in and have a look, I won't make any detriment, I promise."
Certainly, Gina couldn't stop them but said angrily, "Well, help yourselves, but I will definitely go to the police and file a complaint
against you."
The man smiled resignedly and then took the other two men to take a search inside.
When she came to the storage room, she suddenly found a few drops of blood at the entrance of the basement, and then she
strode over to them before they saw it.
Gina put her hands on her waist and said loudly, "Enough! I will go to the police station and file a complaint against your boss."
They dug around the house but found nothing of course.
The man in charge of the search didn’t mean to take the mission seriously, so he just smiled his awkwardness at Gina and was
about to leave, but suddenly, his companion said, "The fruit store was often equipped with a basement for storage, we need to
take a further search.”
Gina's heart was pounding with her face turned red for anger or anxiety, she pointed at the guard and said. "Why should I let you
guys get in my basement? There are abundant fruits which are so dear that even the fresh air will accelerate its rot, so I will
never allow you to set foot in the basement unless you shoot me."
"How dare......” The guard was so angry that he wanted to go up and grab her, but Gina cupped her hands over her mouth and
shouted, "Help!”

The shouting attracted the neighbor’s attention, and the old man of the first store rushed to them, blocked Gina behind him, and
pointed at the men, scolding, "What do you want to do? Are you bullying my Gina?"
"We just wanted to check her basement." The guard who had just been hit by him was now much more polite.
"Check her basement? Who do you think you are? Their basement is full of expensive fruits. Do you know how great the
damages you will cause when getting into the basement?"
"He’s right, who is going to pay for these damages?" A kind neighbor agreed.
"I'll pay for it." A man's voice reached to the ears all of a sudden and diverted everyone’s attention. It was Heng Zhang. He
looked around coldly and finally fell his eyes on Gina who was wearing a slightly picnicked expression and said, "You just need
to give me a number, I can afford it."
So angry was she that she was on the verge of tears, "You...you are just big bullies who only dare to treat a young girl cruelly
during her parents’ absence! I'm going to sue you all!"
Heng was indifferent at her words because he was the kind of man who would leave no stone unturned in order to achieve his
goal, "Well, then go sue us. The basement is under there, right? Guys, pull her away and go down to take a search."
"Ah-- what are you guys doing? Let me go!" Gina shouted loudly, hoping the two men below would get it and find a proper
hideout. She struggled to shrug them away, stepped angrily on the floor before she wiped the bloodstain on it, and then walk off.
A cool gust rushed up from the open floorboard, and the bodyguards went down first under Heng’s order. Gina was fiddling her
fingers anxiously behind her back, she tried to put on an indifferent face, but so innocent was she that Heng saw through her
immediately.
"What are you nervous about?" Heng stared at her with his ghastly eyes.
Gina's heart was pounding and tried to say casually, "I'm just worried that they'll ruin my fruit because I need to make money
from them."
Heng sneered but said nothing.
A few minutes later, the bodyguards came up and reported, "Sir, there's no one down there."
A flash of surprise came across her eyes.

"Let’s move to the next one." Heng wore a cold face which was unable to tell if he was angry or disappointed.
Gina strode up to him, reached out her hand, and said boldly, "You said you would pay for my damage, where's the money? Give
it to me now."
Heng looked straight at her, making her feel a bit flustered, and well after a few seconds, he pulled out his purse and flung all the
cash on her hand.
"Is it enough?"
Gina was pleasantly surprised, repeatedly nodding her head and giving way to him, and said, "Of course! if I had known that I
could get such a large sum, I would have let you search a few more times."
Heng snorted and left with four followers. Upon seeing this, the spectators quickly dispersed. After helping the old man along,
Gina picked up a few large mangoes and put them in his hand, saying with a smile, "Grandpa, thank you for batting for me."
"You’re welcome. It’s not a big deal, though. I have to leave, my family is still waiting for me to have a meal."
"Bye, Grandpa." After seeing him off, Gina looked around carefully for a while to make sure that no one was coming, and then
she ran to the basement.
The disappearance of the two men threw her into confusion. The injured man and his companion were in the basement, but the
bodyguards didn't find them, how come?
When she came to the basement, there was nobody staying in the original location.
Where were they going?
Gina stood there for a moment and whispered, "They've gone, you guys can come out now."
And then, a subtle muffled grunt came from the dark corner, and Gina followed the sound, finding that the two men were in the
corner.
"Where did you hide? How could they fail to find you out?" Gina asked in surprise.
Nighthawk pointed to the empty cardboard box next to the fruits and said, "Here."
"What? Here?"

"Yeah." Nighthawk nodded seriously.
Certainly, he wouldn't tell Gina that Kerry grabbed him by the shoulder and flew to the ceiling when the guards came in, and he
almost screamed out in shock as the feeling of weightlessness came to him.
Certainly, the guards couldn’t find them out because of their dark and covert hideout. When they left, he was brought down to the
ground slowly with relief, but when he looked back at Kerry with excitement and concern, he noticed his pale face and the
reddened gauze on his shoulder.
Is it because of the over-consumption of his mental power? Nighthawk didn't know how to express this superpower.