C491 Monocrotaline

Qin Hanze sat on the sofa. His wrist was burning with pain, but his expression was extremely cold. In all these years, Qin Hanze had never been treated like this before. It could even be said to be his first time being treated like this.

He tried to free his hands from the handcuffs, but there was nothing he could do. The bones of his palms were too big