Wang Qiang wanted to change the direction of the gun, but it was too late. There was no fear in his eyes, only intense hatred and unwillingness.,Wang Qiang's bald head was like it had been washed, sweat constantly flowing down his head and into his eyes, only then would he blink.,Qin Xi, who was already very worried, was even more so now. She recognized Yang Chen's voice clearly, but it didn't sound quite like him. Besides Yang Chen, everyone else in the private room belonged to Liu Kai.。