Ye Tian was taken aback for a moment, then grinned cheekily, "Sure, sure, I know a place that will definitely fit your criteria. It has both style and class. If you trust me, I can take you there. But, please don't make any trouble, okay?"
Qin Gui lifted the silver gun barrel, aiming it at Ye Tian's head, and with a sway of his body, he also positioned himself in front of Ye Tian.
A tense standoff!
Ye Tian pushed Li Jing aside and walked to the front, his face seemed to always bear a smile, "Hehe, listen here, little bro, aren't you tired of holding that gun all the time? I'm just inviting her for a meal, that's all. No need for that, come on, put the gun away."
The gun's muzzle did not deviate from its aim at Ye Tian's forehead - a place where the brain resides. Brain death is far more decisive than heart failure. Moreover, he would only listen to Liu Liyue alone; everyone else's words were lighter than air.
