C344 What Kind of Temper Do You Have

"Bam!"

When Carlos threw Yin Huanzhu out, he hit the table with too much force.

The corner of the table gave his buttocks a dull ache. The bullet wound on his shoulder had almost healed, but he could still feel the tearing pain.

Shit! Carlos!

Yin Huanzhu couldn't wait to get up and tear him apart, but her hands were too weak to use any strength.

Her teeth were trembling from the pain