Shen Mochen screamed, his arm felt loose, Yin Caiyu took the opportunity to break away and kicked shen Mochen in the face, but his hand still firmly grasped his handle. "Aye aye, what are you doing, you let go!" Shen Mo Chen panic. "Surrender or not?" Yin Caiyu blushed and squeezed again. Shen Mo dust immediately raised both hands: "I surrender I surrender I surrender! You let go!" Yin Caiyu caught Shen Mo Chen's weakness with one hand, and his neck was red, but he still choked his neck ...