"I advise you not to start with me. I know you're good at it. Now I suggest you sit down and talk." Yang Haiqian looked at Zhao Bin with a smile on his face and a calm expression.

"How did you recognize me?" Zhao Bin looked at Yang Haiqian and saw that the other side had collected the gun. He knew that the other side had no malice.

"You're very alert. If I don't take out this toy gun, do you really want to compete with me?" Yang Haiqian sat on the sofa, motioned Zhao Bin to sit down, and then threw the gun on the table.

"Well." Zhao Bin...