As soon as the door opened, Zhao Ziqian saw a tall and handsome man standing at the door.

The man is wearing a white shirt, but the white shirt has been stained red with blood, and the blood has coagulated, which proves that the blood has been on his body for some time... Zhao Ziqian pointed his gun at him: "hands up."

The man smiled disdainfully: "In this life, no bastard dares to point a gun at this young master." "Hang, Hang Jin?" Chi Yangyang came here when he heard the voice, and saw the "blood man" at the door When it was really Hang Jin, her mind was blank for a moment, "You, why are you here?"