Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5528 (Five Thousand Five Hundred and Twenty Eight)

The Gray Hand said, "It seems we must be able to control our speech movements."

"But this is a difficult task in itself." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man continued, "That's right. In fact, we have been doing difficult things for a long time. But this time, it seems really difficult for me not to speak."

The brown-handed man said, "It's hard for me to do that either. Forget it. It's come to this point. I'm about to spit it out. Since you're still talking, I won't force myself to stop."

The Gray Hand Man said again: "I can't bear it any longer."

"Spit it out now?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Do you want to do something before you spit it out?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Let's decide on the position?" said the man with brown hands.

"Then I'll choose the middle seven? Is that okay with you?" asked the man with gray hands.

The seven points in the middle mentioned by the Gray Hands are actually terms that only two "not ordinary people" can understand. If one of them says a point in this way, the other can understand what position in space the other is talking about.

The brown-handed man said, "Your choice is fine. What about me? Should I choose number seven as well?"

The Gray Hand Man seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, "What does it mean if you and I both pick seven?"

The Brown-Handed Man said, "Sooner or later, what we spit out will collide with each other."

The Gray Hand Man asked, “Will it have any impact?”

The brown-handed man said, "I can't think of it." The gray-handed man said, "You and I both know that if we spit it out, it will definitely have a great impact on you and me, and it will be related to what we do next. But if the spitted things touch each other, will there be other phenomena? Will there be something that can save us?"

The Brown-Handed Man said, “I can’t imagine whether something will happen to save us, but I always feel that there will be unexpected possibilities.”

Gray Hands said, "What if you and I let them fly over from a special angle?"

After saying this, the Gray Hand Man said, "I... feel like I'm about to explode."

"Me too. Then forget about it and vomit now." The brown-handed man said, "At the same time!"

The Gray Hand Man said again: "Begin!"

With a "bang", the Gray-Handed Man and the Brown-Handed Man spit out the magic plug at the same time.

Even the man was startled.

Of course, that person only heard one sound, because the Gray Hand and the Brown Hand really spit out the magic plug at the same time, the sound was completely overlapping, and the length of the sound was the same. If two ordinary people did this, it would be extremely difficult to spit it out completely synchronously, but the Gray Hand and the Brown Hand were not ordinary people, so the situation was different.

The man didn't know what happened, and was too scared to speak. He didn't even dare to look around, for fear that he would see something that would scare him even more. He wanted to ask what happened, but he held back. He felt that if he didn't speak, at least he wasn't in danger. If he spoke, he wouldn't suffer more pain. He couldn't predict.

After the "bang", there was silence.

The man felt that time was passing very slowly. He dared not do anything. His eyes were still looking straight ahead and his heart was beating very fast.

He found himself blinking non-stop, and he didn't know why, but he couldn't help blinking until his eyes were tired and he couldn't control it. He didn't want to blink like this because he felt it was dangerous.

(End of this chapter)