Chapter 5360 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty) Shoulder Scratching


Chapter 5360 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty) Shoulder Scratching
Seeing that the person showed no signs at this moment, the man with gray hands still wanted to ask as many questions as possible, although he also thought that if the other person would enter a state where he would be unable to communicate normally with others There may also be no warning.

"What happened to you after seeing it?" asked the man with gray hands.

The man replied: "I was so frightened... that I... didn't speak. He just... spoke to me. What's even more frightening is that before he spoke, he... stretched out his hands to grab me." "

"Were you caught by him?" the man with gray hands asked.

"Yes, he... grabbed my shoulders with both hands at the same time and shook me." The man said.

"You didn't hide?" the gray-handed man asked.

"Hidden...but...still caught by him." The man said.

The man with gray hands asked again: "What happened next?"

"I... was so scared that I yelled, but... no matter how hard I shouted, the voice was still... still very small." The man said, "Actually, I hoped that someone... would come, but the sound I shouted was not loud at all. There will be someone who can hear it.”

The man with gray hands asked again: "What are you shouting?"

"Just...call for help..." the man said.

The man with gray hands asked: "Did the other person say anything when he shook your shoulder?"

"I didn't say anything, but... before he shook, I saw his... hands." The man said.

"What happened?" asked the gray-handed man.

The man with gray hands had already thought that the other party might be saying that the nails on both hands were blue, and wanted to confirm whether his idea was correct.

The man said: "Because... the nails on his hands... are all... blue. I can... see it at a glance through the candlelight. Of course, this is also because when he... grabbed my shoulders with his hands, He deliberately passed his hand past my eyes. It was as if he was trying to show me that the nails on his hands were blue. "The man with gray hands asked, "What did he say after you called for help? ”

The man replied: "I told you. He actually...said to me: 'Do you still remember the time I saved your life before?'"

The gray-hand man asked: "What was your reaction after hearing this?"

"I feel even scarier. Because...the nails on his hands are blue. I don't want to admit that he is my father, but he said this and he...knows about it. This...makes me feel guilty again." There is no reason not to admit that he is my father." The man said.

The man with gray hands said: "Do you prefer that he is your father, or that he is not your father?"

The man said: "I tend to... he is my father. I don't know why. Ever since he appeared, this 'I' has felt that... he is. Maybe this 'I' is more special. I can't figure it out now. Why did that 'I' tend to think that he was... my father from the first moment I saw him? What's even stranger is that even after seeing his blue nails, that 'I' still... ...I tend to think he is my father.”

The man with gray hands said again: "Did you say anything at this time?"

The man said: "I was too scared to speak. But...he asked me why I didn't answer him. Then I answered 'yes'."

The man with gray hands asked: "Where is he? What's his reaction?"

The man said: "He said...just remember...then he asked me if I felt sorry for him."

The man with gray hands asked: "What did you say?"

The man said: "I said quickly... that I was... sorry for him."

(End of chapter)

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