just as everyone was relaxing, Zhang Xinquan suddenly took a gun out of his pocket and held Zhou Xiaoan Association in front of him.

"ah |"Zhou xiao'an screamed with great surprise. Before he could reflect, Zhang Xinquan's gun had been aimed at his temple.

here What's the matter? Zhang Xinquan, he's holding a pistol to himself now? Zhou Xiaoan couldn't believe that he was still talking about the person he liked a second ago, but at this time he regarded himself as an adult with the same quality.

in a moment, the scene became chaotic, and the security guards woke up one by one, gripping their pistols and aiming at...