"One more step and I'll shoot."

Zhao Tiezhu, who had been waiting in the room for a while, finally waited for someone to open the door, but he didn't expect the person who opened the door to react so quickly that he just saw him turn around and want to run.

No way, Zhao Tiezhu had to insure the gun, pointing at the mouse brother and threatening him with a tone that I really could shoot.

"No, don't shoot, I don't run." The mouse was apparently afraid, and said in a pleading tone.

"Bring in the people at the door and close the door." Zhao Tiezhu gave instructions.

The mouse...