C258 Beating Liang Qi

This frightened Liang Qi. He leaned against the wall behind him, cold sweat seeping out of his forehead. Trembling, he looked at Zhou Yi and fished out a gun from his waist.

"Whoosh!"

The handgun that he brought with him was pulled out from his hand and pointed it at Zhou Yi's forehead. At the same time, Zhou Yi pressed his big hand on Liang Qi's wrist.

A sharp pain came from Liang Qi's arm