Chapter 4701 (four thousand seven hundred and one) speechless
"Did you guess it because you were afraid of him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"To be precise, I just guessed it because I was afraid of being... ruthlessly beaten by him... I was afraid that he would cause me to lose my memory." The man answered.
The gray-hand man could tell that what the other party said was related to the habit he had developed for a long time.
"What did you guess?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"I just... just guessed... that he... was going to hit me with his eyes again." The man said.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man replied: "He asked me to guess where he was going to hit me again."
"Did you guess again?" the gray-handed man asked.
When the gray-handed man asked this question, the man thought: Asked like this again? Is it because this person thinks that I guess every time the other party asks me to guess, because he is actually afraid of the performance of the person in blue armor? As I said just now, I guessed because I was afraid of being brutally attacked by that man in blue armor and afraid that he would cause me to lose my memory. Did this person think that I shouldn't guess? Or do you think I shouldn’t just listen to what the man in blue armor said?
The person who said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." The person who said before did not immediately answer the question of the gray-handed man, but asked: "You...are you?" Don’t you think I shouldn’t guess?”
"When did I say you shouldn't guess?" the gray-hand man asked, "Why do you think so?"
"You asked... twice," the man said.
"Yes, because you told me that he asked you to guess twice." The gray-handed man said. "Do you think...I shouldn't listen to him..." the man said.
"I didn't say anything. Why do you think so?" The gray-handed man asked again.
At this time, the man regretted asking the gray-hand man such a question, but after all, he had already asked the question before, and he could not take it back at this time, so he continued to ask: "I... I may be because I feel like this... Actually...it's actually a bit shameful...although...although it's not the blue-armored people I'm afraid of."
"When you were in that world, did you think it was shameful for you to guess when he asked you to guess?" the man with gray hands asked.
"At that time... I didn't feel this way." The man said.
"You only feel it now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes...actually...maybe it's not that shameful. Maybe...I'm overthinking...it should be...I'm just overthinking." The man said, "In any case...I'm not afraid of Lan Jia. People... and what I did... I did do it to prevent myself from being attacked more severely... I did something... to prevent myself from being attacked... it also makes sense... After all... he is also a Tiecang person. In this case, if... if he really protects himself... actually... it is actually a matter of honor, not that shameful... yes... not that... Shameful."
The gray-handed man said: "But after you do this, do you really guarantee that you will not be attacked by the other party again?"
"I...I..." The man thought for a moment and was speechless.
Although the gray-handed man had long been impatient, he kept enduring it in order to get more information from him. At this time, he even felt that he needed to step down, so he said: "In fact, you didn't know what happened next." Unexpected, right?”
(End of chapter)