"Chen Jiu, I..." Fang Yi couldn't help looking at Chen Jiu.

"If you really think I'm a sinner, do it. I'd rather die under your hands!" Chen Jiu was honest and did not intend to resist.

"Saint, for democracy and freedom, for justice and justice in the world, please do it!" Three corpses, they are more happy.

"No, he's not a sinner. It's all my own will. I like being abused by him!" Suddenly he shook his head and uttered an amazing sermon.

"What? You must be mad, saint. It's absolutely not true!" They stared at the three corpses, and they couldn't accept the result anyway.

"No, that's true!" "Now...