C605 Golden Basin Hand Washing

He reached for the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at me.

I instinctively dodged.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

Following that, Guo Jinhai let out a painful cry. I rubbed my eyes hard and saw that he had raised his hand to cover his shoulder, which was so painful that beads of sweat were rolling down.

At the same time, there was a click on the tea table