Chapter 5980 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Eighty) Choking to Death
The brown-handed man said: "It makes sense. Anyway, it's not me who has the final say whether it's correct or not. He can define what is correct at will, and I do it." No matter what it is, as long as it is defined as incorrect by him, I can’t refute anything.”
The gray-hand man said: "He did this to me more than once when he faced me alone before."
"Tools like mine are naturally not qualified to define what is correct in his eyes." The brown-handed man said.
"After he said that, did you say anything?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I can only say that I am worried that I will make the wrong decision." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-hand man asked: "What did he hear?"
"He glanced at me sideways and sneered: 'Why don't you make a decision because you are worried that the decision you make is wrong? Then why don't you drink water because you are afraid of choking to death?'" said the man with brown hands.
"Is the tone in which he said this scary?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Looking back now, it seems that the tone when he said this was not that scary." The brown-hand man said, "But it just gave me a feeling of looking down on me."
The man with gray hands added: "He often does this to me, which is what you call 'a sideways glance'. Now think about it, sometimes he will sideways glance at you, and sometimes he will sideways glance at me. Will his eyes become so sideways in the future?" Go down."
"You're kidding again when you talk about him." The brown-hand man laughed.
"I have the courage now." The gray-hand man said, "I'm not afraid at all."
"I also want to laugh when I hear you say that." The man with brown hands said.
"Didn't you mean to be joking when you talked about him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I really thought of one just now," said the brown-hand man, "I just didn't say it out loud."
"What did you think of just now?" The gray-handed man asked again.
The man with brown hands said: "When I recalled what he said to me just now, he said, 'I'm afraid of choking to death when I drink water.' It occurred to me that I was not afraid of choking to death on drinking water, but at that time I was quite afraid of choking to death on his words. "
The man with gray hands laughed loudly and said, "Why didn't you say what you said just now?"
"Maybe he just restrained himself a little bit," the brown-hand man said.
"In other words, if you didn't restrain yourself, would you have spoken out at that time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "I almost said it just now." The man with brown hands said. "Why restraint?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I don't know the reason." The man with brown hands said.
"You don't even know the reason for restraint?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man with brown hands answered.
"Did you feel anything?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I didn't feel anything." The brown-hand man said.
"I thought you suddenly felt that he could hear the conversation between you and me." The man with gray hands said.
"Not at all, I really don't have that ability." The brown-handed man said.
"Who says you don't have one?" asked the gray-handed man.
"At least it wasn't there just now, and it's not now either." The man with brown hands said.
The man with gray hands added: "Maybe it will be there soon, but it will be hard to say after a while."
"Anyway, in such an environment, it's hard to say anything. No matter what you say, I can't refute it with absolute words." The brown-handed man smiled.
"Then do you admit that it may be available soon?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You ask me that again," said the brown-hand man.
"How do you answer?" the gray-hand man asked, "or don't you answer?"
"Answer." The brown-hand man smiled, "Why don't I answer?"
"Then you should answer." The man with gray hands said in a naughty tone.
(End of chapter)