Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5274 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy Four) Cover your mouth

"What do you think you understand?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I understand them... they are a bunch of trash." The man said, "I say... this is how I think clearly when I am... facing... a bunch of trash."

"You just said they were a bunch of trash and said it out loud?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes... There was no warning, they just said it like that." The man said, "I didn't feel anything when I said it... Anyway... The worst that can happen is that they kill me, and then I won't have to keep waiting in this dark and cold place."

"Any response?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No." The man said, "Absolutely nothing. Everything...except for my voice, seems...extremely quiet."

"And what happened to you next?" asked the Gray Hand.

"I asked them...what's so great about it." The man said, "I asked them if they dared to do something to me."

"Is there any response now?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Is it a response... I... I don't know, but... there is finally a sound." said the man.

"What's that sound?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I heard some people... some people... those people in the spring... were... talking." The man said, "but I... couldn't hear clearly what they were saying."

"This time, it's not just one person speaking, but many people speaking?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, yes... there are a lot of people... it seems... there are more people than ever before." said the man.

"Did they say it together this time, or did they say their own things?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Everyone is talking about their own things," the man said. "It's scattered... I... I can't understand what they are saying at all. The voices... are a mess and I can't understand them. The voices are so small, very small!"

The Gray Hand asked, "What is your reaction at this time?"

"I just asked them what they said." The man said, "I told them more than once to... speak louder. I told them I couldn't explain it clearly." "Did they tell you?" asked the man with gray hands.

"They still speak so quietly and vaguely...I can't hear them clearly at all." The man said, "However...their actions are very vicious."

"What did they do?" asked the Gray Hand.

"I suddenly felt...felt a big hand covering my mouth." said the man.

"Did you see the big hand?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No, it's dark there, I... can't see anything at all." said the man.

"And what happened to you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I'll just hide." said the man.

"Did you dodge?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I didn’t dodge.” The man said, “That big hand covered my lips... It hurts.”

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Are you sure there is a big hand?"

“Actually… I’m not sure.” The man said, “I just feel that it is… that’s all. But if you don’t say it’s a big hand, I don’t know… how… what to say.”

The Gray Hand asked, "If that's not the Big Hand, what else do you think it could be?"

The man continued, "In fact, there may be nothing in front of me... I just feel that there is a big hand. I... I also hope it is like this, it must be... if it is like this... yes, I hope it is like this, it can't be a big hand... can't... really can't."

"Why are you so worried about a real big hand?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)