The car was a bit bumpy, and everyone next to them held their breath. Two bosses facing off, what if their hands waver a bit and cause an accidental discharge?
Yet these two seemed perfectly at ease, not at all like people in a life-and-death standoff. Qin Miaomiao even seemed quite excited, licking her dry lips, a trace of bloodthirsty excitement in her eyes. Ou bei Yao seemed to notice her unusualness. This woman really was quite different.
He was the first to retract his gun: "You win. You're the first person dare to threaten me like this."
Qin Miaomiao, rather reluctantly, also put her gun away, and said with a faint smile:
"No, sir, you're the first person to be threatened by a toy gun."
She tossed the gun, and Ou bei Yao caught it. It felt slightly light, indeed a replica toy gun!
