Chapter 5930 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirty) No Discrimination
The brown-handed man said again: "Not at all, superficial?"
"No." The gray-hand man said, "That's why you are great."
"Here we go again, here we go again!" said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "You do have superficial feelings. Am I right?"
"Currently, I feel that this is correct, but it makes no sense to say it is powerful." The man with brown hands said.
"I don't, but you do. I think you are awesome and so normal. This is the truth." The gray-handed man said.
"Isn't this temporary?" the brown-hand man said, "You also feel it, but not during this period."
"So I think you are great." The man with gray hands said.
"What if you feel it soon?" the brown-hand man asked.
"That doesn't affect my opinion that you are awesome." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "In this case, you just said 'so' that you think I am great, and this 'so' makes no sense."
The gray-handed man said: "You think so?"
"If you think I'm powerful all the time, this 'so' doesn't make sense." The brown-handed man said.
The man with gray hands said: "But it makes sense for me to say that you are powerful."
"What's the point?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Because you are awesome." The gray-handed man smiled.
"If you say that, I really have no choice." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-handed man joked: "Since there is no other way, just admit that you are good."
The man with brown hands laughed loudly and said, "You did it on purpose, it's so obvious."
"What's wrong with me?" the gray-handed man said with a smile.
"You give me a feeling like that." The brown-hand man joked.
The man with gray hands laughed and said: "If you make such a joke, I won't say anything, but no one may be happy."
"Why aren't you happy?" asked the brown-hand man. "You said I gave you that feeling, which aspect are you talking about?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "You must know, that's why you ask this question."
The man with gray hands said: "I know, just tell me."
"You know, let me tell you again," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "This is not the first time. Are you used to it?"
"Okay, I said." The brown-hand man said.
"Say it." The gray-handed man smiled.
The man with brown hands said: "You just said that since I have no choice, I will admit it. It reminds me of that person who let you and me do whatever we want when we have no choice. In fact, you are forcing you and me to do things. What I said is that Do you think the same?"
The gray-handed man said: "It's the same. But I'm not like that person."
"What do you mean?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I don't have that kind of mentality." The man with gray hands said.
"Whose mentality is that?" asked the man with brown hands.
"The mentality of using tools." Gray Hand said.
"You are joking, you definitely don't have that kind of mentality, but is it similar to the feeling you had when you were joking just now?" the brown-handed man said.
"I have to admit, looking back now, it is a bit similar, but then no one would think that I felt like him when I was joking just now." The gray-handed man said.
"Why?" asked the brown-hand man.
"You're asking questions knowingly," said the man with gray hands. "It's unlikely that he can tolerate the tools he uses making fun of him, right?"
The man with brown hands said, "What do you think he would think if he heard the conversation between you and me?"
"I guess you can't stand me." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
"I don't think he can stand me." The brown-hand man said.
(End of chapter)