Chapter 5887 (five thousand eight hundred and eighty-seven) ninety thousand
The gray-handed man said: "Do you already understand?"
The man with brown hands said, "Just when you think I understand, I don't necessarily understand."
The man with gray hands said again: "Then let me explain."
"Haha!" The brown-handed man laughed, "Okay."
"Listen to your laughter." The man with gray hands said, "It's like this again."
"What kind?" asked the man with brown hands.
The gray-handed man smiled evilly and said: "A feeling of success."
"The sound of your evil smile is too obvious." The brown-handed man said.
"You can laugh with a sense of success, but I can't smile evilly?" said the man with gray hands.
"Yes, yes, you can do whatever you want." The man with brown hands said.
"You are willing to listen to my evil smile, right?" The man with gray hands said, "Then I will smile evilly a few more times."
"How many times?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
"How many times do you want to hear it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I want to hear you laugh as many times as you want," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "I will laugh as many times as you want."
"Did you really think clearly before saying this?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I haven't thought about it clearly," said the man with gray hands. "To be precise, I haven't thought about it at all."
The man with brown hands said again: "Why don't you think about it before talking about it?"
"As long as you are willing to listen, I don't need to think so carefully to answer a question like yours, right?"
"Do you really think you don't need to think so carefully?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
The man with the gray hand heard the man with the brown hand intending to make a joke and asked, "What do you want?"
The man with brown hands said: "I want to hear you laugh tens of thousands of times in an hour."
"Ten thousand times?" The gray-handed man smiled, "Give me an accurate number!"
"Are you really going to laugh as I say?" asked the man with brown hands.
"You tell me the exact number first, and then I'll see if I can do it." The man with gray hands said.
"Ninety thousand times," said the man with brown hands.
"Repaired?" asked the gray-handed man. "Yes," said the brown-hand man.
"Hahaha... ninety thousand times." The gray-handed man laughed.
"What's going on with you?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I just laughed tens of thousands of times." The gray-handed man said.
"Did you laugh again?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Just tell me, when I laughed, did you hear the words 'nine thousand times'?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "So what if I hear it?"
The man with gray hands said, "Did you hear me laugh?"
"Why do you ask that question?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Answer." The gray-handed man said.
"I heard it," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "You heard 'ninety thousand times', and you heard me laugh, so you have heard me laugh ninety thousand times."
"How do you mean it with a smile?" asked the brown-hand man, "You said it with a smile."
"If you can say it when you laugh, it's because you laugh." The gray-handed man said.
"You actually explained it like this." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said: "Anyway, I have given an explanation."
"Do you think it's reasonable?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I have explained it this way. Of course I think it is reasonable." The gray-handed man smiled, "This is what I think is a reasonable explanation."
The man with brown hands said, "Look, do I think it's reasonable?"
"You know this!" said the man with gray hands. "You know that you don't think it is reasonable, so why are you still asking me?"
The man with brown hands asked: "I asked on purpose."
The gray-handed man said: "You just asked deliberately many times."
"Do you like this?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I like it." The gray-handed man said.
"Okay, I'll ask you this more often in the future," the brown-hand man said.
(End of chapter)