Iron Snow Clouds
Chapter 5837 A few pieces
Chapter 5837 (five thousand eight hundred and thirty-seven)
The brown-handed man said, “That’s right. Why didn’t I think of this just now? Really.”
“You didn’t see them in the garbage dump, so why did you think of them?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
The brown-handed man said, “How could someone who is so resourceful in doing certain things throw a usable axle pile directly into the garbage dump? Logically, this kind of thing should be expected without much thought.”
The Gray Hand said, “You said it yourself. I only have the ability to do certain things, not all things.”
“I guess I’m not saying anything absolute here.” said the man with brown hands.
“Do you think that guy is so skillful in doing everything he does?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
The Brown-Handed Man added, “All of them? I don’t think so. It’s not like he hasn’t failed before.”
“You are so direct in your words.” The Gray Hand Man said, “It seems that you are a little fearless at the moment.”
The Brown-Handed Man said, “I am a little fearless at the moment.”
“It happened just as I said.” The Gray Hand said, “So it’s normal that you didn’t expect it. If it were me, I probably wouldn’t have thought of it either.”
“Look, we haven’t even started talking yet and you’re already putting it on yourself,” said the man with brown hands.
“That’s normal.” The Gray Hand Man said with a smile, “If it were you, you would also put it on yourself. I said this, will you deny it?”
“No.” The brown-handed man said, “Just now you said that the two axle piles have been broken into several pieces. After hearing that, I was thinking about that. Even now, the thought just now still pops up from time to time.”
“What do you want to say?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
The brown-handed man asked, “Can you guess it this time?”
“It seems so.” said the man with gray hands.
“You say it,” said the Brown-Handed Man.
“Did you think of us?” said the Gray Hand Man.
“That’s what you’re asking.” The brown-handed man laughed.
“Then I won’t say that. I’m saying, I guess you’re thinking about us. Is that okay?” asked the man with gray hands.
“You have to guess it right. It’s not a question of how you say it,” said the brown-handed man.
The gray-handed man asked again, “Is it going to work?” The brown-handed man said, “Do you think you are right?”
“Don’t you have to say this?” asked the man with gray hands.
“I’m asking for your opinion.” said the man with brown hands.
“My opinion is useless.” The Gray Hand said, “You have the final say.”
“You don’t dare to express your own opinion?” asked the man with brown hands with a deliberate smile.
“Why don’t you dare to say it?” The gray-handed man said, “I think it’s OK. I just think it’s OK.”
The brown-handed man smiled and said, “That’s fine.”
“Then why are you going through so much trouble?” the man with gray hands laughed.
“I just don’t want to say it quickly.” said the man with brown hands.
“Why don’t you want to say it quickly?” asked the man with gray hands.
“Because this topic is very important to you and me…you understand, right?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.
“Do you think I understand?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
“Why are you like this?” asked the brown-handed man.
“Learning from you.” The man with gray hands said with a smile.
“It doesn’t look like you learned this from me,” said the brown-handed man.
“You can see that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.
“You see, it’s true as soon as I say it.” said the man with brown hands.
The Gray Hand asked, “Why can you be so sure?”
“Because I understand how you feel right now.” The brown-handed man said, “I feel this way, what about you?”
The Gray Hand Man said, “I just feel like you understand me.”
(End of this chapter)