Chapter 4805 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Five) Reaching out
"He said... what I'm most afraid of is... that he mentioned asking me to acknowledge his father." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "How did you feel when you heard what he said?"
"I feel like he's...insulting me again...I really think he...he's so disgusting...it doesn't bother him even if he says one thing over and over again!" the man said. , "He just used himself...to attack me at that time...that's what he did..."
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said...I said...I'm not afraid." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said... he's just afraid... don't deny it..." the man said.
"Did you say something else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I...I didn't say...or explain," the man said, "Because at this point...I just wondered...if it would be worse for him to attack me later."
"Do you want him to attack you as soon as possible?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I definitely hope he won't do it. But...but...since I have to be tortured by him...I still hope that the pain I will suffer will be less." The man answered.
The man with gray hands asked again: "If you don't speak, how will the other party react?"
"The other party... the other party laughed and told me... he knew I was scared, but... but when he attacks me and makes me suffer more painful torture, this... this is completely in his hands. Yes." The man said.
"What's your reaction?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just listened to him like that...without saying a word..." the man said.
"What's in your heart?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I'm actually very scared," the man said. "Do you still think it's better for you to speak less?" the gray-hand man asked.
"That's right..." the man said, "Although whether I say it or not... there may be no good results, but... but... if what I say brings worse results... then... then I It seems a little harder to accept.”
"What happened next?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Then...he laughed and glanced at the high...attack bag." The man said, "And he told me...this is not the only way he can teach me a lesson, but...but at this time I think it would be interesting to use this method.”
The gray-handed man asked: "What then?"
"Then the attack bag with the blue-armored man's fingers suddenly got closer to me, and flew to...about four feet away from me...about...about my face...about the same height." That person said.
"You still haven't spoken at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I didn't say anything... I have nothing to say. Besides... when I saw the scene in front of me... I felt really... really scared," the man said.
"What did you see next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I saw... I saw that... the fingers on the bag... have all grown longer... and the blue nails... have also grown longer," the man said.
"Did he reach out to you?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes...reach towards me." The man said, "I don't know what those fingers will do to me..."
"The other party didn't say anything?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He said it." The man said, "He asked me...if those fingers...were they very pretty."
(End of chapter)