C27 Accident

"What? Are you negotiating terms with me?"

Ye Nanjun's face darkened, and he spoke in a deep voice, as if he couldn't believe what Qian Hsing had just said.

Qian Hsing nodded and did not deny it. "Even if I am negotiating terms with you, so what? The one who pulled out the gun first was not one of us, but your bodyguard. And if I'm not wrong, that gun should be a military-made gun