C71 Brother Yu

"F * ck you, fork …" Wrong! "

The pain in his leg almost made yellow-hair faint, but in comparison, the numbness in his arms seemed insignificant.

The yellow-hair cursed in a hoarse voice while enduring the pain in his leg.

"That's right."

Ye Mo smiled, grabbed the yellow-hair's wrist, and twisted it again and again. Then, he removed the yellow-hair's forearm as if he was twisting a screw