"Si Han!"
Qi Shujie's face changed. Suddenly, he opened the bedside drawer and dug out a gun. He aimed it at him.
"Don't come over. If you do, I'll shoot! Others may be afraid of you, but I, Qi Shujie, am not. No one can threaten me!"
It was as if Si Han didn't hear what he said as he stepped forward.
"Stay there. I will really open fire!"
"Go ahead."
His indifferent look ignited the anger in Qi Shujie. He became ruthless and aimed the gun at Si Han's arm.
Bang!
The bullet was fast. However, Si Han moved his body slightly and the bullet hit the wall.
"How did this happen?!" Qi Shujie's hands started to tremble.
Si Han looked at Qi Shujie, who was paralyzed on the ground, from atop. He adjusted his cuffs with elegant actions.
"Director Qi, I think you're mistaken. I'm here not to threaten you, but to help you."
Flick!
He snapped his fingers.
