Chapter 6143 (six thousand one hundred and forty-three)
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "I also want to know. After all, after being transformed, we rarely joke."
"Although I rarely joke, in someone's eyes, I seem to have always been a joke." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands asked: "Which 'someone' is that?"
"Do you want to hear me tell you if you are that person again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"How could it be that person?" asked the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "If you pull it on that person, the matter will change."
"What kind of change?" asked the man with brown hands.
The man with gray hands said: "Immediately it was not so serious."
The man with brown hands asked: "Why?"
The man with gray hands said: "Probably because it makes me feel that our topic is not just about that person."
The man with brown hands thought for a moment and said, "Absolutely."
"Actually, even if I just talk about that person, sometimes I'm not so serious." The gray-handed man said.
"It's during this time that you and I both seem to be so bold." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"Do you still need to be bold?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.
The man with brown hands said: "Compared to before."
The man with gray hands said: "If it were before, you and I wouldn't be so serious when talking about who, is that considered audacious?"
"That must be considered." The brown-handed man smiled.
The man with gray hands said: "So let's just say he was bold."
The man with brown hands said: "When you talk about that person, does it make you look less bold?"
The man with gray hands said: "Why do you think that?"
The man with brown hands thought for a moment and said: "I don't have to pull that person to make him less serious, but if I pull him, it's like covering up something."
"What you said seems to make some sense, but if I insist on saying that it doesn't make sense, it seems okay." The gray-handed man said. "Then there's no need to worry about whether it makes sense or not." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"You are right." The gray-handed man smiled.
"You are the reason," said the brown-hand man.
"Are you telling me the same thing?" said the man with gray hands, "but it's exactly the same, every word is correct."
"I already said it." The brown-handed man smiled, "Why hasn't that person moved yet?"
"Isn't it just to give you and me more time to play like this?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said, "As if he can hear us, but he can't."
The gray-hand man asked: "Is it possible that he could use that person's ability to hear our conversation?"
The man with brown hands said: "How did you come up with this?"
"I talk nonsense a lot. You can start talking nonsense by just thinking about it. Is it difficult for me to think about nonsense at this moment? It doesn't seem difficult, right?" The man with gray hands asked with a smile.
The man with brown hands said, "Then I am just talking nonsense and nonsense."
The gray-hand man said: "These all sound familiar."
"Everyone is the one who said what we said." The man with brown hands said.
"Why does he like to say words starting with the word 'Hu' so much?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "In his eyes, that's what we are, right?"
The gray-handed man said: "Actually, I was just a tool at that time. What could I say?"
"Whether you are a tool or not, can you refute what he said about you?" the brown-hand man asked.
"If you refute it, will I become a 'misbehavior'?" the gray-handed man asked.
"When I didn't refute, he also told me that he was acting recklessly," the brown-hand man said.
(End of chapter)