Chapter 4547 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Seven) Two Dollars
The man with gray hands said: "Never mind that...aren't things that happen in a dark place very strange?"
"Oh...that...that's true," the man said, "but at that time...at that time, I felt...that...it was obviously strange. After all...after all, at that time, I didn't...know the person opposite who called himself Is...the person who claims to be my father trying to torture...torture...me?"
The man with gray hands said: "What happened after I inserted the knife between your upper and lower teeth?"
"He moved the knife and pried...pried my mouth...quickly...pried my mouth open," the man said.
"What happened next?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He made me stick out my tongue," the man said.
"Told you directly?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The man said.
"No wonder you thought of us just now." The man with gray hands said, "Because I also told you to open your mouth and stick out your tongue."
"Look at it this way...just now I...I thought you might have something to do with this." The man said.
"But we didn't open your mouth." The man with gray hands said.
"I know... I know..." the man said, "I lost my memory just now... now... I have thought it through clearly."
The man with gray hands said: "But isn't the knife in the hand of the man who claims to be your father in your mouth? If you stick out your tongue, won't your tongue be cut?"
The man said: "So...so I won't stretch."
"You didn't take the initiative to stick out your tongue? Not all the time?" the gray-handed man asked. "Yes." The man replied, "From the beginning to the end, I... never took the initiative... to stick out my tongue."
The man with gray hands asked again: "What did that man do?"
"He said that since I didn't take the initiative to stretch it out, he had his own way... He had his own way to make my tongue come out." The man said.
"What can we do?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The knife in his hand suddenly...suddenly stretched out two pieces...the two pieces were nothing...anyway, they were the things that made me feel cold...the two pieces were sucked on both sides of my tongue at the same time, I can’t get it down anymore.” The man said, “My tongue can’t do anything on its own.”
"What happens next?" The gray-handed man asked again.
The man said: "Then I felt that... that knife... together with the two cool things holding my tongue... moved away from me... just like that, I His tongue was... pulled out of his mouth by the thing on the knife. "
The man with gray hands said: "What happens after you pull it out?"
The man said: "I wanted to retract my tongue, but... I couldn't retract it at all. It just... stuck out like that... It was as if my tongue was no longer mine... and I couldn't control it. Then... I It feels like those two cool things are no longer... holding my tongue."
"Are you still unable to retract your tongue at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes... still... still can't retract it." The person said, "And the tongue can't even move... and can only be stretched out like that. I can feel... the cool air outside... the tip of my tongue seems to ...seems to be chilling."
The man with gray hands said: "What did the man who claimed to be your father say?"
"I didn't say anything," the man said, "He...he used the knife to scrape my tongue."
(End of chapter)