"No kidding." David Kevin said, and suddenly leaned forward a little closer. His right hand fell in front of Samuel Osvid with a "bang", the palm facing up, the light blue veins were faintly visible under the skin, extending from the end of the palm to the wrist.
Because one hand was resting on the desk, his upper body was tilted and he looked relaxed and nonchalant.
He casually gestured with his left hand on his right wrist and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten that I can't get hurt at all?"
Samuel Osvid glanced at his hand, then raised his eyelids again. The impatience on his face faded a little, but his tone was still hard: "You think you are awesome because you can't get hurt. You have four heads and eight arms, and you can be used by a hundred people, right?"
David Kevin said, "Can you speak properly?"
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