C148 Mental Imbalance

Qi Baiyu was sitting on the sofa in the room with a gun in her hand. She was pointing it at Shen Qi with a mocking and disdainful smile on her face. Shen Mingyang couldn't help but step forward to block Shen Qi.

"Are you really the top executive?" Shen Mingyang looked at Qi Baiyu doubtfully. He looked at the pistol in Qi Baiyu's hand and felt the pistol at his waist