Chapter 6170 (Six Thousand One Hundred and Seventy) Misdirection
“I don’t know.” The man with brown hands said, “It was you who charged, not me.”
"Don't you want to break through?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's not that I don't want to break through," the brown-hand man said, "but I don't know."
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "If I know when, will I tell you?"
"Okay, you must tell me, I really want to know." The brown-handed man smiled.
"It's too early to say at this time that maybe I can really break through time." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands asked: "Look, you just said it was too early, you didn't say it was impossible, right?"
"I just don't want to be too absolute in order to avoid feeling uncomfortable. In fact, I really don't know how to make it possible." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "Let me tell you what happened just now. He asked me why I took the initiative to shout out before he could say anything this time, and whether I was not worried about affecting him, so I told him no."
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "You are really good at turning."
"What do you mean by 'really good'?" The brown-handed man said with a smile, "Do you mean it's really unexpected?"
"No, it just happened at the right time." The gray-handed man said.
"How do you call it time?" asked the brown-hand man.
"That's just you." said the man with gray hands.
"When is it?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's the right time." The gray-handed man said.
"What if I just said it now?" asked the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "It's about time."
"When is it not the right time to call?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I don't know." The gray-handed man said.
"Oh, I transferred it, does it mean it's time?" asked the man with brown hands.
"You can think so." The gray-handed man smiled.
"Actually, I don't think I've turned around." The man with brown hands said. "Why doesn't it count?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Look, what topic are we talking about now?" The brown-handed man asked, "Are we talking about whether it's time? Didn't we continue talking about who let me enter the pond just now?"
The man with gray hands said: "I was the one who misled him."
"Seduced?" The man with brown hands said with a smile, "Since you said that, it means you think the topic is distorted, right? Even if it is distorted as you said, it means I didn't really change the topic."
"What I mean is that after you changed the topic, I changed the topic again." The gray-handed man said.
"You are so awesome!" the brown-handed man exclaimed.
"Why is it so powerful?" the gray-handed man said.
"No matter what topic I lead to, you can successfully lead it elsewhere." The brown-hand man said, "That's how powerful it is."
"Is it also good at deflecting?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It was you who said it first," said the man with brown hands.
The man with gray hands added: "Because it was originally misguided."
"What is right and what is crooked?" the man with brown hands asked deliberately.
"Let's just talk about it just now. You just got the topic right, and I just got it wrong." The gray-handed man said, ""
"If you take it seriously, I can't help you." The brown-handed man laughed.
"Isn't that true?" the gray-handed man asked.
"We were supposed to complete the mission. Anything that has nothing to do with the mission is considered crooked, right?" the brown-handed man asked.
"But whose business we have been talking about just now, you corrected it after it went wrong." The gray-handed man said.
"You're in so deep," said the brown-hand man.
"I guess that's what you're going to say," said the man with gray hands.
(End of chapter)