"Ninth young lady!" Bai Xi exclaimed.
Lin Hanxing looked at the pale-faced Qi He, smiled, and pulled the trigger.
The scene of blood splattering did not appear!
The crisp clicking sound echoed in the VIP room.
Qi He clutched the wound on his wrist and looked at Lin Hanxing in a daze.
It was impossible!
How could this be possible?
He was the one who personally put the bullets in the gun, so how could it be empty?
&Quot; you like to hide it in the hidden compartment of the second drawer on the left side of your desk. &Quot;
Lin Hanxing laughed, twirled the gun between his fingers, and then threw it to his subordinate.
It was only now that Qi He truly felt how terrifying miss Jiu was!
Who would have thought that such a young girl would have such prestige that people could not help but submit to her?
