Chapter 5318 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Eighteen) Wooden Frame
"Despite the pain, you are still trying your best to speak?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "I even thought... if... the pain in my mouth could hurt me to death, that wouldn't be bad. At least... I don't have to continue suffering in the darkness and cold."
The gray-handed man asked: "Did anything change then?"
"Just when I... was trying very hard to speak, I heard a 'crash', as if... something collapsed," the man said.
"What does it feel like to you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It's nothing." The man said, "It's like... I don't know... the sound of a wooden frame, yes... it should be the sound of a wooden frame collapsing."
The gray-handed man said: "What next?"
"Then... the... bloody smell seemed... to disappear, and the wind noise was not that loud." The man said, "It's just that my mouth seems to... hurt more than before."
"You still can't speak?" the gray-hand man asked.
"The moment I felt the wooden frame collapsed, I... I felt like I... seemed to... hope to speak out soon, but I had to break through something." The man said.
"What breakthrough?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Breakthrough...break through my own tolerance...if I can endure severe enough pain, just...just try to hold on to speak, and let my mouth continue to hurt and continue to hurt...I can definitely...can Speak up."
"Have you tried it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Try it." The man said.
"What did you try to say?" the man with gray hands asked. "I wanted to ask... what collapsed..." the man said, "but... I still didn't say it at this time. I found that my mouth hurt so much that I couldn't stand it, so... I just made a little sound... Just stopped talking."
The gray-handed man said: "Have you given up?"
"No." The man said, "I won't... give up."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Then what did you say again?"
The man said: "I said it again...and tried to repeat what I just said, but...I still couldn't break through. I still didn't say it because my mouth hurt too much."
The man with gray hands asked: "What happened next?"
"Then... I tried a few more times, but couldn't speak." The man said, "I was wondering... if something collapsed before... because... there were people around, and if the thing had been collapsed by someone... When I thought about this, I felt a little hopeful, so I tried to ask who it was, but I still couldn't speak. "
The man with gray hands seemed to have thought of something, and asked the man: "Have you had any special impressions of things like wooden frames before?"
"Wooden frame?" The gray-handed man said, "Yes... there really is."
The man asked, "What impression?"
"It was once again that the person walking with me collapsed...a wooden frame and killed a...child." The person said, "That person was originally...scared, but at this moment , he... he heard people around him who knew the child say... In fact, the child's parents are... all... blue-armored people. Now, everyone... is not afraid anymore, just... left."
The Gray Hand asked, "What did you think when you left?"
"I... feel a little scared." The man said, "Of course, I... am not afraid of the man in blue armor!"
(End of chapter)