Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5921 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-One) Suck First

The brown-handed man smiled and asked, "Which one do you prefer?"

"No inclination." The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you have any?"

"Neither do any of them," said the man with brown hands.

"Why are you asking me that if you don't have it?" said the man with gray hands.

"It's normal to ask you." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hands Man said again: "Even if you ask me this, you won't say that you have that kind of good possibility."

"If I asked you, would you say that?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"No." said the man with gray hands.

"Then we don't need to discuss the reasons," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"It's not necessary, but it's not that we can't say it, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes, do you want to say it?" asked the man with brown hands.

“It seems that the desire is not that strong.” The man with gray hands laughed.

The brown-handed man said again, "Forget it. If the desire to speak becomes stronger, just speak up."

"I know." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Then do you want to tell me what the two possibilities are?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's fine," said the Gray Hand Man. "I not only want to talk about the details, I also want to hear the details."

"Want to hear me talk?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's right." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked again, "Do you want to speak first or should I?"

"You speak first." said the man with gray hands.

"I am the first one to say this kind of thing?" said the brown-handed man. "You are the first one to try to do something like that?"

"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "You were the first to say this kind of thing. So it doesn't have to be you who tried to do that kind of thing first, right?" "You are really good at making arrangements." The man with brown hands said.

"It's not an arrangement, it's just a sequence." The gray-handed man said, "There's no need for you and I to say this at the same time, right? And this is not a simple matter of taking a breath, it requires talking, a lot of talking, even if you and I talk at the same time, we can't hear clearly."

"Do you think breathing is easier than speaking?" the Brown-Handed Man asked with a smile.

"Anyway, I'll just smoke first from now on, that's what I think." said the man with gray hands.

"I disagree." The brown-handed man laughed, "I'll be the first to take a breath."

"Do we have to come together in the end?" Gray Hand asked, "Otherwise you won't agree?"

"It's okay for us to do it together. This is the result of my compromise. It's a middle way." said the man with brown hands.

“Even to simply take a breath, you need a compromise?” the man with gray hands asked with a deliberate smile.

"It's okay if we don't compromise. Then I'll go first. I'll go first every time. Do you agree?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I disagree." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"You see, you don't agree either, so we can only compromise." The brown-handed man said, "In fact, something like taking a breath can't be simple. You deliberately said it was simple in order to make me agree that you would do it first in the future."

"Why isn't it simple?" the man with gray hands asked with a smile.

"Because it might be dangerous!" said the man with brown hands.

"Did we smoke just now?" the Gray Hand asked. "Just now, the last time."

"Yes." The brown-handed man laughed.

"Is there any danger?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't know." said the man with brown hands.

"Because we just inhaled, do we have any problems now?" asked the man with gray hands.

"At the moment, there isn't." The Brown-Handed Man said, "But I don't know whether there actually is, or whether there will be in the future."

"If you say so, there's nothing I can do." said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)