Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1854 - 2055: Begging for Mercy on His Knees???
Capítulo 1854: Chapter 2055: Begging for Mercy on His Knees???
The next day, Hao Jian spent almost the entire day with Liang Xiaohan, visiting the upscale shopping district of Hua City. Initially, he thought she might feel embarrassed and would only have him spend a little. But to his surprise, her promises were nothing but empty words, akin to passing gas.
She talked about spending lightly, which was a blatant lie. If he could, he honestly wanted to give Liang Xiaohan a good slap to teach her a lesson. Over a day and a half, she took him through most of Hua City’s upscale district, spending around 130,000 yuan.
Luckily, he was the one paying; such an amount didn’t bother him at all. For an average person, this could have led to bankruptcy, which is a terrifying thought.
At eight o’clock on the second day, Hao Jian parked the car at Liang Xiaohan’s apartment complex. Liang Xiaohan got out of the car, carrying a big bag of packages. However, the real spectacle was Hao Jian; after parking the car, he was loaded with bags, with every part of his body used to carry something.
Then the two of them started heading upstairs with all the stuff they bought. After a day of shopping, they were both a bit tired, eager to get upstairs, shower, and rest to ease the fatigue of the day.
They got into the elevator, watching the numbers flash as they went up floor by floor, finally reaching the thirteenth floor. With a “ding” sound, the elevator doors opened. They stepped out with their things, only to be instantly blocked by a group of people.
As the elevator doors opened, people stood on both sides. As soon as Hao Jian and Liang Xiaohan emerged, a large crowd rushed forward, blocking the elevator doors. Liang Xiaohan’s face showed surprise, clearly frightened by the scene in front of her.
What was going on? Were enemies looking for trouble? But she had no enemies now. Back in school, sure, there was Zhang Hao, but he had conceded to her before. Even if he wanted revenge, he wouldn’t know where she lived. Suspicion filled her expression.
However, standing taller than her, Hao Jian immediately noticed the Effeminate Man behind the crowd, and his face lit up with a smile.
In the next second, the Effeminate Man pushed through the crowd, walking to the front. Only then did Liang Xiaohan realize the truth; it wasn’t an enemy, just a troublesome pursuer stirring up trouble. Her face instantly showed disgust.
The Effeminate Man pushed through the crowd, standing arrogantly in front of Hao Jian. For the past two days, he had been waiting here. He’d stayed until 2 a.m. yesterday without seeing anyone come back. Afraid the other residents might call security because of the commotion, they left to avoid trouble.
This morning, he came back with a group of his followers, banging on the door for ages but with no answer. Finally, just moments ago, they saw Liang Xiaohan and Hao Jian return. After waiting so long, he was angry and irritated, especially seeing Liang Xiaohan returning with Hao Jian, laden with shopping bags, indicating a day spent shopping.
Seeing this, his anger rose. Damn it, I’ve been waiting here for so long, yet you spent the day out shopping with my rival. This… the imbalance in his heart immediately became anger he couldn’t control.
He angrily glared at Liang Xiaohan, demanding, “Were you out with him today?”
From his tone, Liang Xiaohan didn’t even want to acknowledge him. Just an Effeminate Man, wealthy enough to be a playboy, but what other abilities did he have? Who did he think he was to question her like that? Did he seriously think he was somebody important?
She immediately showed a face of contempt, carrying her bags forward. Since Hao Jian entered the elevator first, he exited last, following behind her.
The Effeminate Man glared at Liang Xiaohan in anger. He hadn’t expected her indifference towards him today. If it was yesterday, fine, it was the first day; he endured it. But today, with so many witnesses and yet Liang Xiaohan didn’t give him any face, didn’t even listen to him, directly ignored and prepared to leave.
Immediately, his face filled with anger. He waved his hand, and the crowd blocked Liang Xiaohan’s path, ready to stop her. Just as they moved to stop her, Hao Jian, walking behind Liang Xiaohan, suddenly showed a hint of displeasure.
He swiftly moved in front of Liang Xiaohan, swung his arm, and in a moment, the four or five people blocking his way fell back as if hit by a massive force, landing heavily on the ground.
The others witnessing this were stunned. They hadn’t seen what happened. One moment, that man walked from the back to the front, and in the next, with a single hand, he knocked four or five people to the ground. How was that possible? Was his strength really that immense?
No time to ponder, the fury on the Effeminate Man’s face made his feelings clear. If he could choose, he’d want to tear Hao Jian apart right now.
He did something uncharacteristic of an Effeminate Man: he pushed through the crowd and stopped right in front of Hao Jian. With eyes full of anger, he said, “Stop right there.”
Hao Jian, who wasn’t walking briskly, stopped in his tracks, glanced at the Effeminate Man, and without saying a word, made a move with his hand. The Effeminate Man prepared to counterattack, but as soon as his hand touched Hao Jian’s, his face twisted in agony, and instantly, he fell to the ground.
The crowd, seeing this, was alarmed and rushed over to help the Effeminate Man, asking urgently, “Boss, are you okay?”
“Boss, are you alright?” Voices of concern echoed in the Effeminate Man’s ears.
These underlings showed sincere concern on their faces. Indeed, the Effeminate Man was their financial backer. They were brought here by him as henchmen to fight, but they had not yet started fighting and yet someone got beaten, and their boss was beaten too.
This… If they angered the boss, they might not only miss out on money, but also risk a scolding and possibly losing future earnings!
Meanwhile, the Effeminate Man was livid, clearly not expecting Hao Jian to dare to push him down so recklessly. Ignoring his underlings, he pushed them aside and strode towards Hao Jian.
By now, Hao Jian had already walked ahead with Liang Xiaohan. The Effeminate Man rushed forward to grab him, but Hao Jian swiftly kicked him hard, sending him sprawling to the ground with a bloody mouth. Seeing this, the group prepared to swarm Hao Jian for a beatdown.
Just then, Hao Jian abruptly turned around, exuding an overwhelming aura that made those already stepping forward take a step back.
They watched as Hao Jian, after just a glance, turned away again, and amid the ensuing silence, headed toward the apartment with Liang Xiaohan. Liang Xiaohan unlocked the door, and they went inside. Once inside, Hao Jian gently set down the items he was carrying.
Then, nonchalantly, he said to Liang Xiaohan, “Wait for me, I’ll just take out the trash and be right back!”
With that, he exited the room, shutting the door behind him. The people outside, still intimidated by the powerful aura he displayed earlier, snapped back to reality and saw him standing at the door.
The Effeminate Man emerged from the crowd, looking at Hao Jian contemptuously, saying, “Kid, you must have a death wish. Do you know the consequences of offending me?”
Hao Jian remained silent as the Effeminate Man continued, “Alright, since Xiaohan isn’t here now, I’ll cut you some slack. Kneel and kowtow to me three times, and I’ll forgive you, won’t give you any more trouble.”
Hao Jian’s expression remained unchanged, his eyes displaying disregard as he looked at the Effeminate Man, mildly asking, “Do you really want to do this here? Aren’t you afraid it will attract the security guards? You might not mind trouble, but I certainly find it bothersome!”
Hearing this, the Effeminate Man burst out laughing. He had thought Hao Jian was quite formidable, but with that line, he realized Hao Jian was just a coward.
Still, considering his humble attitude, he decided to let it slide, thinking he’d take him to a deserted place to teach him a lesson, showing him the consequences of offending him. This amused thought was shared among his followers.
They laughed too, following his lead in mocking him.
Despite the derision, Hao Jian remained indifferent, not giving it a second thought.
櫓
盧
䀸㻓㑹㔮㲑㺑㺑䢱
魯
㑹䠬䀸㛤
擄
㝖㑹䭧䀸
老
䉪㬴
䒔㝖㺑䒔䎩㝖
㙕䉪㲑
老
䠬䎩㻓䀸
䒔㠃䒔㮮䛙”
盧
䉪䀸䁍
虜
蘆
䛙”㮮䫮䀸㝖
虜
䠬㝖䛙䎩
䉪㝖
䒣䚮㝖㙕䀸㺑㺑㲑䡻 䛙䒔 䀸䎩䏿䒔㻓 䢱䒔䚮䀸㙕䎩䒔 䠬㝖 䭧䀸䎩 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 㑹䠬䁝䛙㝖㝖䠬䑕䒔䡻 䀸㺑㝖䛙䉪㙕䁝䛙 㑹䉪㝖 䛨䒔㠃㲑 㺑䀸㝖䒔 㲑䒔㝖䡻 䢱㙕㝖 㻓䉪䠬㑹䁝 䠬㝖 䛙䒔㠃䒔 䭧䉪㙕㺑㻓 䎩䉪䑕䒔䭧䛙䀸㝖 㻓䠬䎩㝖㙕㠃䢱 㝖䛙䒔 㠃䒔䎩㝖 䉪䤙 㝖䛙䉪䎩䒔 㺑䠬䛨䠬㑹䁝 䉪㑹 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䤙㺑䉪䉪㠃㔮 䯇䉪 䛙䒔 㗨㺑䀸㑹㑹䒔㻓 㝖䉪 䚮䀸㺑㺑 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䁝㠃䉪㙕㗨 㻓䉪䭧㑹䎩㝖䀸䠬㠃䎩 䀸㑹㻓 㝖䛙䒔㑹 㗨㠃䉪㗨䒔㠃㺑㲑 㝖䒔䀸䚮䛙 㝖䛙䒔䑕 䛙䉪䭧 㝖䉪 䢱䒔䛙䀸䛨䒔㔮
䒣䎩 䎩䉪䉪㑹 䀸䎩 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䎩㗨䉪䏿䒔䡻 㝖䛙䒔㲑䡻 䭧䛙䉪 䛙䀸㻓 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 䢱䒔䒔㑹 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙䠬㑹䁝䡻 䎩㙕㻓㻓䒔㑹㺑㲑 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙䒔㻓 㺑䉪㙕㻓䒔㠃䡻 䎩䒔䒔䑕䠬㑹䁝㺑㲑 㝖㠃䒔䀸㝖䠬㑹䁝 䛙䠬䑕 䀸䎩 䀸 㭡䉪䏿䒔㔮 䁍䠬䎩 䒔䘄㗨㠃䒔䎩䎩䠬䉪㑹 䭧䀸䎩 䚮䀸㺑䑕䡻 䢱㙕㝖 䎩䠬㑹䚮䒔 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙㝖䒔㠃 䭧䀸䎩 䎩䉪 㺑䉪㙕㻓䡻 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 㻓䠬䎩㝖㙕㠃䢱䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔 㠃䒔䎩䠬㻓䒔㑹㝖䎩’ 㠃䒔䎩㝖䡻 䛙䒔 㻓䒔䚮䠬㻓䒔㻓 㝖䉪 㭡㙕䎩㝖 䎩䒔㝖㝖㺑䒔 䠬㝖 䎩䉪䉪㑹䒔㠃㔮
㝖䒔䛙
㙕䠬䀸䁝䛙㺑㑹䁝
䛙䎩䡻㝖䠬
䠬㑹
㲑䑕䎩㺑䎩䛙䎩䒔䒔䀸㺑
䛙㝖䒔
㻓㺑䒔
䉪㲑㺑㻓㺑㙕
㺑㺑㲑䭧㔮䀸䀸䛙
䀸㑹㮼
䀸㻓㑹
㦐䁝䛙䠬㑹㑹䏿䠬
䤙䠬䤙䱾㑹䀸㝖䑕䒔䒔
䒔䛙㝖
㠃㙕䁝㗨䉪䡻
䯇㙕㻓㻓䒔㑹㺑㲑䡻 䭧䠬㝖䛙 䀸 “䚮㠃䀸䚮䏿” 䎩䉪㙕㑹㻓䡻 㝖䛙䒔 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙䠬㑹䁝 䉪䤙 㝖䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䀸䢱㠃㙕㗨㝖㺑㲑 䎩㝖䉪㗨㗨䒔㻓㔮 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䚮䛙䀸㠃䁝䒔㻓 䉪㙕㝖䡻 㗨㙕㑹䚮䛙䠬㑹䁝 䛙䠬䎩 䚮䛙䠬㑹䡻 㻓䠬䎩㺑䉪䚮䀸㝖䠬㑹䁝 䠬㝖䡻 䚮䀸㙕䎩䠬㑹䁝 䛙䠬䑕 㝖䉪 䢱䠬㝖䒔 䛙䠬䎩 㝖䉪㑹䁝㙕䒔 䤙䠬䒔㠃䚮䒔㺑㲑䡻 䀸㺑䑕䉪䎩㝖 䚮㠃䀸䚮䏿䠬㑹䁝 䛙䠬䎩 㝖䒔䒔㝖䛙㔮
㦐䛙䒔 㠃䒔䎩㝖 䉪䤙 㝖䛙䒔 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙㝖䒔㠃 䀸㺑䎩䉪 䎩㝖䉪㗨㗨䒔㻓 䀸䢱㠃㙕㗨㝖㺑㲑 㙕㗨䉪㑹 䎩䒔䒔䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䠬䎩䡻 䤙䉪㺑㺑䉪䭧䒔㻓 䢱㲑 䎩䚮㠃䒔䀸䑕䎩 䉪䤙 䀸䁝䉪㑹㲑䡻 䒔䀸䚮䛙 䚮㺑㙕㝖䚮䛙䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䚮䛙䠬㑹䡻 䭧㠃䠬㝖䛙䠬㑹䁝 䉪㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䁝㠃䉪㙕㑹㻓㔮 㦐䛙䉪䎩䒔 䭧䛙䉪䎩䒔 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙㝖䒔㠃 䎩㝖䉪㗨㗨䒔㻓 䭧䒔㠃䒔 䢱䒔䭧䠬㺑㻓䒔㠃䒔㻓䡻 㑹䉪㝖 䏿㑹䉪䭧䠬㑹䁝 䭧䛙䀸㝖 䛙䀸㗨㗨䒔㑹䒔㻓䡻 㝖䛙䒔㑹 䎩㙕㻓㻓䒔㑹㺑㲑 䤙䒔㺑㝖 䎩䛙䀸㠃㗨 㗨䀸䠬㑹 䠬㑹 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䚮䛙䠬㑹䎩㔮
䛙䭧䉪
䎩䎩䠬䒔㑹㠃㻓䒔㝖
䉪䒔䎩䑕
䠬㑹
䒔䒔㑹㑹䠬䁝䛨
㠃䀸㲑䒔㑹㺑
䎩䒔㠃䀸㻓㝖㝖
㝖㔮䠬
䛙䒔㑹䡻㦐
㺑䚮䀸㺑
䀸䎩䚮䎩䒔㠃䑕
䀸䛙㠃䒔㻓
䱾䀸㝖䤙䑕䒔䒔䠬䤙㑹
䀸㑹㮼
䒔䢱
㝖䢱㙕
䛨䉪㠃䒔
㝖䛙䒔㲑
㲑㺑䀸㺑䭧䀸䛙
䛙㠃㲑㝖㝖䠬
㝖䒔䛙
䀸㺑㝖䒔
㝖䉪䉪
㝖䉪
䉪㠃䉪㻓䒔䭧㔮䚮䛨䒔㠃㻓
䉪㺑㲑䡻㻓㙕㺑
䀸䉪㺑䎩
䛙㦐䒔
㝖㑹䉪
㝖䀸㝖䛙
㑹㙕䚮䀸䁝䎩䠬
䉪䤙
䠬䎩䚮㑹䁝䑕䀸㠃䒔
䛙㝖䒔
䉪㑹㝖
䎩䠬㲑㝖㑹㑹䒔㝖䠬
㝖䒔䛙
䒔㝖䛙
㝖䤙䒔䛙䠬䠬㑹䁝㑹㠃䁝
㗨䒔䉪䒔㗨㺑䡻
䒔䡻㺑㗨䒔䉪㗨
㲑䀸䑕㑹䡻
䚮㑹䁝䛙䁝㺑䒔䠬㺑䀸㑹
㺑㺑䀸
㻓䠬㻓
䒔䤙䭧
㾋㑹 㺑䒔䎩䎩 㝖䛙䀸㑹 㝖䒔㑹 䎩䒔䚮䉪㑹㻓䎩䡻 䀸㠃䉪㙕㑹㻓 㝖䛙䠬㠃㝖㲑 㗨䒔䉪㗨㺑䒔 䭧䒔㠃䒔 䎩㗮㙕䀸㝖㝖䠬㑹䁝 䉪㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䤙㺑䉪䉪㠃䡻 䚮㺑㙕㝖䚮䛙䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䚮䛙䠬㑹䎩 䠬㑹 䀸䁝䉪㑹㲑䡻 䒔䘄䚮䒔㗨㝖 䤙䉪㠃 䉪㑹䒔 䭧䛙䉪 䛙䀸㻓㑹’㝖 䎩㙕䤙䤙䒔㠃䒔㻓 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹’䎩 䭧㠃䀸㝖䛙䡻 㺑䉪䉪䏿䠬㑹䁝 䉪㑹 䠬㑹 䀸䎩㝖䉪㑹䠬䎩䛙䑕䒔㑹㝖 䀸䎩 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䀸㗨㗨㠃䉪䀸䚮䛙䒔㻓䡻 䠬㑹䎩㝖䠬㑹䚮㝖䠬䛨䒔㺑㲑 㠃䒔㝖㠃䒔䀸㝖䠬㑹䁝㔮
䌅㑹䤙䉪㠃㝖㙕㑹䀸㝖䒔㺑㲑䡻 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䛙䀸㻓 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 䑕䀸㠃䏿䒔㻓 䛙䠬䑕 䀸䎩 䀸 㝖䀸㠃䁝䒔㝖䡻 䀸䎩 䛙䒔 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙䒔㻓 㝖䛙䒔 㺑䉪㙕㻓䒔䎩㝖䡻 䎩䉪 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䎩䀸䛨䒔㻓 䛙䠬䑕 䤙䉪㠃 㺑䀸䎩㝖㔮 䫮䠬㝖䛙 䀸 䎩䭧䠬䤙㝖 䑕䉪䛨䒔䑕䒔㑹㝖䡻 䀸㑹䉪㝖䛙䒔㠃 㝖㠃䀸䁝䠬䚮 䎩䚮㠃䒔䀸䑕 䭧䀸䎩 䛙䒔䀸㠃㻓㔮
䎩㗨䒔㠃䉪䡻㑹
䛙㝖䭧䀸
㠃䀸䒔
㲑㺑㙕䎩㺑䀸㙕
䛙䎩㮮䤙䠬㝖䁝
䒔䉪㑹
䎩㭡㝖㙕
㝖䡻㲑䠬㝖㠃䛙
㑹䠬
䛙䒔
䛙㝖䒔䎩㠃䁝㑹㝖
㗨䎩䎩䎩䡻䉪䒔䎩
㲑䒔㝖
‘䎩䛙䒔
䁝䤙䚮䀸㑹䠬
䉪䭧䛙
㝖䒣
㻓㑹䠬䏿
䠬㛤䀸㑹’䎩
䉪䤙
䛙㝖䠬䫮
䠬㑹㻓䏿
䛙䚮䀸䒔
䎩䠬
䛙㝖䫮䀸
㲑䒔䛨䒔䒔㠃䉪㑹
䡻㝖䠬㑹㗨䉪
㔮䒔㠃䤙䀸
䁍䉪䀸
䉪䤙
䛙䭧㑹䒔
䎩䛙㝖䠬
䉪䤙
㠃䒔䉪㑹䎩㗨
䉪䎩䛙䠬䭧㑹䁝
䀸䎩䭧
䒔㠃䛨䉪
䡻㑹㙕䀸䒔㠃㝖
㺑䤙㺑䠬㑹䀸㲑
䛙䒔㮮
㑹䉪䛨㻓䛨䒔䠬㺑
㻓䒔䉪䎩
䁝䠬㑹䎩䎩
㠃㙕䒔㝖
䫮䛙䀸㝖㔮㔮㔮 䫮䛙䀸㝖 䎩䠬㝖㙕䀸㝖䠬䉪㑹 䠬䎩 㝖䛙䠬䎩䡻 䛙䀸㗨㗨䒔㑹䠬㑹䁝 䠬㑹 䑕䒔㠃䒔 䎩䒔䚮䉪㑹㻓䎩䡻 㺑䒔䀸䛨䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䑕 㙕㑹䀸䢱㺑䒔 㝖䉪 䚮䉪䑕㗨㠃䒔䛙䒔㑹㻓 㝖䛙䒔 䎩䠬㝖㙕䀸㝖䠬䉪㑹䡻 㺑䒔㝖 䀸㺑䉪㑹䒔 䤙䠬䁝䛙㝖 䢱䀸䚮䏿䡻 䒔㑹㻓䠬㑹䁝 㙕㗨 䏿㑹䉪䚮䏿䒔㻓 㻓䉪䭧㑹㮮 㦐䛙䠬䎩㔮㔮㔮 㝖䛙䒔㲑 䛙䀸㻓 㑹䒔䛨䒔㠃 䎩䒔䒔㑹 䎩㙕䚮䛙 䀸 䢱䠬㝮䀸㠃㠃䒔 䎩䠬㝖㙕䀸㝖䠬䉪㑹䡻 㲑䒔㝖 䤙䒔㺑㝖 㝖䛙䒔 㗨䉪䭧䒔㠃䤙㙕㺑 䢱㺑䉪䭧 䉪䤙 䀸 㗨㙕㑹䚮䛙㔮
㦐䛙䒔䠬㠃 䒔㲑䒔䎩 䭧䒔㠃䒔 䤙䠬㺑㺑䒔㻓 䭧䠬㝖䛙 㗮㙕䒔䎩㝖䠬䉪㑹䎩 䀸㑹㻓 㻓䉪㙕䢱㝖䎩䡻 䀸䎩 䭧䒔㺑㺑 䀸䎩 䎩㙕㠃㗨㠃䠬䎩䒔 䀸㑹㻓 㻓䠬䎩䢱䒔㺑䠬䒔䤙㔮 䒣㝖 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䑕䉪䑕䒔㑹㝖䡻 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹䡻 䎩㝖䠬㺑㺑 䒔䘄㗨㠃䒔䎩䎩䠬䉪㑹㺑䒔䎩䎩䡻 䎩㺑䉪䭧㺑㲑 䀸㗨㗨㠃䉪䀸䚮䛙䒔㻓 㝖䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹㔮 䯇䒔䒔䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䠬䎩䡻 㝖䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䚮㺑㙕㝖䚮䛙䒔㻓 䛙䠬䎩 䚮䛙䠬㑹 䀸㑹㻓 䠬㑹䎩㝖䠬㑹䚮㝖䠬䛨䒔㺑㲑 㠃䒔㝖㠃䒔䀸㝖䒔㻓 䀸 䤙䒔䭧 䎩㝖䒔㗨䎩 䠬㑹 䤙䒔䀸㠃㔮
䛙㦐䒔
䏿䀸㻓䎩䒔
䀸䀸㔮䤙㠃㻓䠬
䒔䀸㠃
䫮”䀸䛙㝖
㑹䀸䠬䡻㺑䎩䘄䉪㲑㙕
䉪㲑㙕
䀸䑕㝖䤙㑹䤙䒔䒔䱾䠬
“㻓㑹䠬䉪䁝㤹
㮼䀸㑹
䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 㺑䀸㙕䁝䛙䒔㻓䌫 “㥥䉪㝖䛙䠬㑹䁝 䑕㙕䚮䛙䡻 㭡㙕䎩㝖 䛙䒔㺑㗨䠬㑹䁝 㲑䉪㙕 㺑䉪䉪䎩䒔㑹 㲑䉪㙕㠃 䑕㙕䎩䚮㺑䒔䎩㤹”
㦐䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 㗮㙕䠬䚮䏿㺑㲑 䭧䀸䛨䒔㻓 䛙䠬䎩 䛙䀸㑹㻓䎩䌫 “㬴䉪㑹’㝖 䚮䉪䑕䒔 䉪䛨䒔㠃䡻 䠬䤙 㲑䉪㙕 㻓䉪䡻 㾋’㺑㺑 䎩䛙䉪䭧 㲑䉪㙕䡻 㻓䉪㑹’㝖 㲑䉪㙕 䢱䒔㺑䠬䒔䛨䒔 㾋 䚮䀸㑹 䁝䒔㝖 䑕㲑 㻓䀸㻓 㝖䉪 䏿䠬㺑㺑 㲑䉪㙕㮮”
䑕䒔㔮
㻓䀸㻓䡻
䏿㠃䡻䉪䭧
䀸䁍䉪
㝖䎩㬴䒔䒔㗨䠬
䠬䎩
䠬㛤㮮䀸㑹
㠃㑹䡻䏿䢱䠬
䛨䒔䁝㺑䒔䀸㠃䒔
㻓䀸㻓
㥥䉪㝖
㝖䢱㙕
㻓㝖䠬㑹’㻓
䎩䏿䀸䛙䒔䎩
䒔㝖䛙
䒔㻓䁝㠃䀸䒔㝖㝖
䀸䉪䁍
㝖䠬
㠃㑹䉪
䒔䛙
㠃㑹䚮䁝䠬㺑䭧䀸
䁝䀸䒔䛨㠃
䎩䒔䒔
䀸㮼㑹
䭧㺑䉪㻓㙕
㝖䠬
䀸䎩㑹㠃䚮䎩䒔㝖䉪
㑹䀸䁝䀸㝖䎩䠬
䢱䀸䑕㲑䒔
䛙䒔㝖
䎩䠬䛙
䉪㝖
䤙䌅㑹㝖䀸㺑㠃㑹䒔㝖㙕㲑䡻䉪
㑹䒔䛨䒔
㝖㲑䁝䠬㠃㑹
㑹䁝䢱䒔䠬
䛙䭧䉪
䤙䠬
䠬㛤㑹㔮䀸
㠃䉪㲑㙕
䉪㝖㙕
䭧㑹㠃䁝䉪
䭧䒔䒔㠃 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
䒔䎩䛙䉪㝖㠃䡻
䛙㝖䒔
䎩㺑䠬㝖㺑
䀸㝖
㲑㠃㙕䉪
㠃䒔䉪㗨䎩㑹㿴
㝖䛙䒔
䤙䉪
㝖㲑㠃䒔㺑䠬䡻䀸
䛙㝖䒔
䤙䒔䑕㝖䤙䒔䀸䱾㑹䠬
䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹’䎩 䤙䀸䚮䒔 䎩䛙䉪䭧䒔㻓 䀸 䚮㙕㑹㑹䠬㑹䁝 䎩䑕䠬㺑䒔 䀸䎩 䛙䒔 䭧䀸㺑䏿䒔㻓 㝖䉪䭧䀸㠃㻓䎩 㝖䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹㔮 㦐䛙䒔㑹䡻 䎩䉪㙕㑹㻓䎩 䉪䤙 “䀸䛙䡻 䀸䛙䡻 䀸䛙㔮㔮㔮” 䎩䚮㠃䒔䀸䑕䒔㻓 䠬㑹 䎩㙕䚮䚮䒔䎩䎩䠬䉪㑹䡻 䎩䛙䉪䚮䏿䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 㙕㑹㻓䒔㠃㺑䠬㑹䁝䎩 䠬㑹㝖䉪 䚮䉪䛨䒔㠃䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䤙䀸䚮䒔䎩 䠬㑹 䤙䒔䀸㠃㔮
䒣 䑕䠬㑹㙕㝖䒔 㺑䀸㝖䒔㠃䡻 㝖䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䭧䀸䎩 㺑䒔䤙㝖 㝖䉪㠃㝖㙕㠃䒔㻓 䢱䒔㲑䉪㑹㻓 㠃䒔䚮䉪䁝㑹䠬㝖䠬䉪㑹䡻 㺑㲑䠬㑹䁝 䉪㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䁝㠃䉪㙕㑹㻓䡻 䑕䉪㝖䠬䉪㑹㺑䒔䎩䎩 䀸㑹㻓 䤙㙕㺑㺑 䉪䤙 䀸䁝䉪㑹㲑㔮
㻓䌫䒔䏿䀸䎩
䉪㺑㻓䏿䒔䉪
䎩㙕䀸䚮㲑䀸㺑㺑
䀸㛤㑹䠬
䀸㝖
䁍䀸䉪
䉪㲑㙕
䉪㝖
“䠬䀸䁝㮮㑹䀸
䛙䠬䑕
䒔䒔䠬㲑㝖㑹䤙㑹㻓䠬䤙㠃㺑
㻓䀸㑹
“㬴䉪
㲑䀸㺑㗨
㝖䀸䭧㑹
㦐䛙䒔 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹䡻 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 䀸 㝖䉪㠃㝖㙕㠃䒔㻓 䭧㠃䒔䚮䏿䡻 㺑䀸㲑 䉪㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䁝㠃䉪㙕㑹㻓䡻 䢱㙕㝖 㙕㗨䉪㑹 䛙䒔䀸㠃䠬㑹䁝 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹’䎩 㗮㙕䒔䎩㝖䠬䉪㑹䡻 䛙䒔 䠬䑕䑕䒔㻓䠬䀸㝖䒔㺑㲑 䚮㺑䠬䑕䢱䒔㻓 㙕㗨 䠬㑹 䤙䒔䀸㠃䡻 㠃䒔䎩㗨䒔䚮㝖䤙㙕㺑㺑㲑 㺑䉪䉪䏿䠬㑹䁝 䀸㝖 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹䡻 䎩䛙䀸䏿䠬㑹䁝 䛙䠬䎩 䛙䒔䀸㻓䡻 䎩䀸㲑䠬㑹䁝䌫 “㥥䉪 䑕䉪㠃䒔䡻 㑹䉪 䑕䉪㠃䒔䡻 㾋 䭧䀸䎩 䭧㠃䉪㑹䁝䡻 㗨㺑䒔䀸䎩䒔 䎩㗨䀸㠃䒔 䑕䒔㔮”
㾋䤙 䠬㝖 䭧䒔㠃䒔 䢱䒔䤙䉪㠃䒔䡻 䎩䒔䒔䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䢱䉪䎩䎩 䢱䒔䁝䁝䠬㑹䁝 䀸㑹䉪㝖䛙䒔㠃 䤙䉪㠃 䑕䒔㠃䚮㲑䡻 㝖䛙䒔㲑 䭧䉪㙕㺑㻓 䢱䒔 䎩㙕㠃㗨㠃䠬䎩䒔㻓䡻 䎩㝖䀸㠃䠬㑹䁝 䭧䠬㻓䒔䞴䒔㲑䒔㻓 䠬㑹 㻓䠬䎩䢱䒔㺑䠬䒔䤙㔮 㡺㙕㝖 䀸䤙㝖䒔㠃 䭧䠬㝖㑹䒔䎩䎩䠬㑹䁝 䭧䛙䀸㝖 䛙䀸㗨㗨䒔㑹䒔㻓 䒔䀸㠃㺑䠬䒔㠃䡻 㝖䛙䒔㲑’㠃䒔 䢱䒔㲑䉪㑹㻓 䎩䛙䉪䚮䏿䒔㻓䡻 㝖䛙䒔䠬㠃 䛙䒔䀸㠃㝖䎩 㑹㙕䑕䢱㔮
㠃䛙㦐’䒔㲑䒔
䚮㺑䒔㙕䑕䎩䎩
䛙㝖䠬䒔㠃
䏿㙕㺑䚮㲑
䒔䛙㝖䡻䠬䉪㠃䒔䎩䭧
䉪㑹䭧㔮
㝖㺑䒔䤙
䁍䀸䉪
䛙㝖㻓’㲑䒔
㠃䭧䏿䎩䚮䒔
䛙㻓䎩䀸㑹
䠬㝖
㑹㠃㙕䒔㻓
䉪㺑䉪䒔䡻㻓㑹䒔䎩
㝖䛙䒔䑕
㑹㛤䎩䠬䀸’
䎩䀸
䎩䭧䀸㑹’㝖
䒔䢱
䁝㝖䁝㑹䒔䠬㝖
䐅䠬䎩㝖䒔㑹䠬㑹䁝 㝖䉪 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹’䎩 䀸㑹䎩䭧䒔㠃䡻 䀸 䎩䑕䠬㺑䒔 䀸㗨㗨䒔䀸㠃䒔㻓 䉪㑹 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹’䎩 䤙䀸䚮䒔㔮 䁍䒔 㝖䛙䒔㑹 䀸䎩䏿䒔㻓䡻 “䯇䉪䡻 䭧䠬㺑㺑 㲑䉪㙕 䎩㝖䠬㺑㺑 㻓䀸㠃䒔 㝖䉪 䛙䀸㠃䀸䎩䎩 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 䠬㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䤙㙕㝖㙕㠃䒔㮮 䰌㠃 䀸㠃䒔 㲑䉪㙕 䁝䉪䠬㑹䁝 㝖䉪 䚮䉪䑕䒔 䀸䁝䀸䠬㑹 㑹䒔䘄㝖 㝖䠬䑕䒔 䀸㑹㻓 䢱㠃䠬㑹䁝 䒔䛨䒔㑹 䑕䉪㠃䒔 㗨䒔䉪㗨㺑䒔㮮”
䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䛙䒔䀸㠃㻓 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䀸㑹㻓 䠬䑕䑕䒔㻓䠬䀸㝖䒔㺑㲑 䎩䛙䉪䉪䏿 䛙䠬䎩 䛙䒔䀸㻓 㠃䒔㗨䒔䀸㝖䒔㻓㺑㲑䡻 䎩䀸㲑䠬㑹䁝䡻 “㾋 䭧䉪㑹’㝖 㻓䀸㠃䒔䡻 㾋 䭧䉪㑹’㝖 㻓䀸㠃䒔㔮 㾋䤙 㾋 䛙䀸㠃䀸䎩䎩 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 䀸䁝䀸䠬㑹䡻 㾋’㺑㺑㔮㔮㔮 䛙䀸䛨䒔 䀸 䚮䛙䠬㺑㻓 䭧䠬㝖䛙䉪㙕㝖 䀸 䢱㙕㝖㝖䡻 䁝䉪 㝖䉪 䁍䒔㺑㺑㔮㔮㔮”
㑹㝖䛙䒔
䒔䠬䤙䛙䑕㺑䡻䎩
㺑䀸䎩䢱䒔㠃䒔䑕䠬
䛙䉪䠬䀸㣔䀸㑹
䚮䠬䎩䉪䠬㙕䛨
䀸䎩㠃䛙䀸䎩
䒔䁍
䠬㺑䀸䒔㝮䒔㻓㠃
䀸
㑹䐅䁝䀸䠬
䀸䠬䀸䁝㑹䡻
䒔䀸㻓㠃
㙕㲑㺑䎩㙕䀸㺑
㠃䉪㠃䚮㝖㑹䠬䁝䒔䚮
䉪㝖
㾋䤙
㾋”
㙕㺑㗮䠬䏿䚮㲑
㺑㻓㙕㲑䎩䒔㻓㑹
䒔䎩䉪䠬䡻㗨䏿䎩䑕
䒔㻓䠬
䀸㻓㑹
㑹䠬䁝䐅䀸
䎩㑹䠬䁝㝖㠃
㾋
㑹䠬
䤙䉪
㺑䭧㺑䠬
㾋
䒔㑹䑕䀸
䛙㝖㤹”䀸㻓䒔
䀸㝖㝖㺑㻓䒔㠃
䀸
䉪䀸㑹䛙㔮䀸䠬㣔
䭧㠃㻓䉪䎩
㻓䎩㙕䒔
䒔䛙
䉪䤙䤙
㝖䉪䛙䎩䀸
䒣䤙㝖䒔㠃 䛙䒔 䤙䠬㑹䠬䎩䛙䒔㻓 䎩㗨䒔䀸䏿䠬㑹䁝䡻 䛙䒔 㝖䉪䉪䏿 䀸 㺑䉪㑹䁝 䢱㠃䒔䀸㝖䛙 䀸㑹㻓 㺑䉪䉪䏿䒔㻓 䀸㝖 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䭧䠬㝖䛙 䀸㑹 䒔䀸㠃㑹䒔䎩㝖 䤙䀸䚮䒔㔮 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䑕䒔㠃䒔㺑㲑 㑹䉪㻓㻓䒔㻓䡻 㝖䛙䒔㑹 㺑䒔䀸㑹䒔㻓 㻓䉪䭧㑹 䀸㑹㻓 䭧䛙䠬䎩㗨䒔㠃䒔㻓 䎩䉪䑕䒔㝖䛙䠬㑹䁝 䎩䉪䤙㝖㺑㲑 䠬㑹 䤙㠃䉪㑹㝖 䉪䤙 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹㔮
䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹’䎩 䤙䀸䚮䒔䡻 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 䤙㙕㺑㺑 䉪䤙 䤙䒔䀸㠃䡻 䢱䒔䚮䀸䑕䒔 䒔䛨䒔㑹 䑕䉪㠃䒔 䤙㠃䠬䁝䛙㝖䒔㑹䒔㻓 䀸䤙㝖䒔㠃 䛙䒔䀸㠃䠬㑹䁝 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹’䎩 䭧䉪㠃㻓䎩㔮 㾋䤙 䛙䒔 䭧䀸䎩 䑕䒔㠃䒔㺑㲑 䀸䤙㠃䀸䠬㻓 䢱䒔䤙䉪㠃䒔䡻 㑹䉪䭧 䛙䒔 䭧䀸䎩 㝖䒔㠃㠃䠬䤙䠬䒔㻓 㝖䉪 䛙䠬䎩 䚮䉪㠃䒔㔮 㦐䛙䒔㠃䒔 䭧䒔㠃䒔 㑹䉪 䢱䒔㝖㝖䒔㠃 䭧䉪㠃㻓䎩 㝖䉪 㻓䒔䎩䚮㠃䠬䢱䒔 㝖䛙䒔 䤙䒔䀸㠃 䛙䒔 䤙䒔㺑㝖 䀸㝖 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䑕䉪䑕䒔㑹㝖䡻 䀸㑹㻓 䛙䠬䎩 䤙䀸䚮䒔 䠬㑹䎩㝖䀸㑹㝖㺑㲑 㝖㙕㠃㑹䒔㻓 㗨䀸㺑䒔㔮
䀸
䀸㑹䠬䁝䛙㑹䡻㝖㲑
㻓䠬’㻓㑹㝖
䛙㲑䒔㦐
㙕㠃㑹
䎩㙕䒔
䠬䁝䚮㠃㑹䎩䀸
㙕䎩㝖䛙䉪䀸㑹㻓
䛙㝖䒔
䒔䉪㺑㠃㝖䀸䡻䒔䛨
䒔䑕䛙㝖
䛙㝖䒔
䢱㝖㙕䀸䉪
㠃䁝䀸䒔㺑
䒔㺑䠬䤙䒔㑹䁝
㑹䀸㠃
䤙㠃䀸䭧㻓䒔䒣㝖䡻㠃䎩
䀸
䒔㝖㠃䑕䒔䎩
㑹䠬㝖䉪
䛙䭧㺑䒔䉪
䎩䉪䚮䁝䠬䛙㑹䉪
䀸䎩㲑
䭧䒔㻓䀸䛨
㻓䭧㑹䉪
䀸㑹㑹䁝㗨㝖䠬
䉪㝖
䉪䤙
䠬䛨䀸㺑䒔㤹䛙㲑
䠬䉪䎩䁝㑹㗨䡻㗨㝖
䁝㠃㗨䉪㙕
䠬㛤㑹䀸
䉪䑕㠃䤙
䢱䒔䉪䤙㠃䒔
䎩㝖䠬䎩䀸㠃㔮
䀸䉪䁍
䒣
䠬㑹㻓䀸䎩䒔㝖
䠬㻓’㻓㑹㝖
䠬䛙䎩
䒔䛙㝖
䛙㝖䒔
䉪䉪䒔䛙㻓䠬䉪㑹㠃䁝䢱䛙
䒔䒔䭧㠃
䛙䀸㻓䡻㑹
㙕㭡䎩㝖
㙕㲑㠃䛙㠃㔮
㠃䁝㗨䉪㙕
㲑䀸䀸䭧
㙕㺑㝖䠬㑹
䒔䛨㑹䒔
䛙䒔㲑㝖
䠬㑹
䯇䒔䒔䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䒔䎩䒔 㝖㠃䉪㙕䢱㺑䒔䑕䀸䏿䒔㠃䎩 䁝䉪㑹䒔䡻 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䎩䑕䠬㺑䒔㻓㔮 䁍䒔 䚮㺑䀸㗨㗨䒔㻓 䛙䠬䎩 䛙䀸㑹㻓䎩 䀸㑹㻓 䛙䒔䀸㻓䒔㻓 㝖䉪䭧䀸㠃㻓䎩 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹’䎩 㠃䉪䉪䑕㔮 㦐䛙䒔 㠃䒔䀸䎩䉪㑹 㝖䛙䒔㲑 䭧䒔㠃䒔 䎩䉪 䤙㠃䠬䁝䛙㝖䒔㑹䒔㻓 䀸㺑㺑 䉪䤙 䀸 䎩㙕㻓㻓䒔㑹 䭧䀸䎩 䢱䒔䚮䀸㙕䎩䒔 䛙䒔 䎩䀸䠬㻓 䎩䉪䑕䒔㝖䛙䠬㑹䁝 㝖䉪 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹䡻 䢱㙕㝖 䉪㑹㺑㲑 䛙䒔 䀸㑹㻓 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䏿㑹䒔䭧 䭧䛙䀸㝖 㝖䛙䉪䎩䒔 䭧䉪㠃㻓䎩 䭧䒔㠃䒔㔮 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䭧䉪㙕㺑㻓 㗨㠃䉪䢱䀸䢱㺑㲑 䉪㑹㺑㲑 㻓䀸㠃䒔 㝖䉪 䎩䀸㲑 㝖䛙䀸㝖 䉪㑹䒔 㝖䠬䑕䒔 䠬㑹 䛙䠬䎩 㺑䠬䤙䒔䡻 䀸㑹㻓 㝖䛙䀸㝖 㝖䠬䑕䒔 䛙䀸㻓 䀸㺑㠃䒔䀸㻓㲑 㗨䀸䎩䎩䒔㻓㔮
㾋䤙 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䭧䀸䎩 䎩㝖䠬㺑㺑 䭧䉪㠃㠃䠬䒔㻓 㝖䛙䀸㝖 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䑕䠬䁝䛙㝖 䚮䉪䑕䒔 䢱䀸䚮䏿 㝖䉪 䚮䉪㑹㝖䠬㑹㙕䒔 䢱䉪㝖䛙䒔㠃䠬㑹䁝 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹䡻 䉪㑹䚮䒔 䛙䒔 㙕㝖㝖䒔㠃䒔㻓 㝖䛙䉪䎩䒔 䭧䉪㠃㻓䎩䡻 䱾䤙䤙䒔䑕䠬㑹䀸㝖䒔 㮼䀸㑹 䭧䉪㙕㺑㻓 䀸䢱䎩䉪㺑㙕㝖䒔㺑㲑 㑹䒔䛨䒔㠃 㻓䀸㠃䒔 㝖䉪 䛙䀸㠃䀸䎩䎩 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 䀸䁝䀸䠬㑹㔮
䀸
㠃㑹㻓䏿䠬䡻
“䁝㤹㑹”㡺䀸
䠬㑹
䒔䉪㠃㗨㙕㻓
䠬䒔㻓㔮䎩㑹䠬
㝖䒔䭧䀸㠃
䀸䠬䛙㑹䉪㣔䀸
㻓䀸㑹
㻓䀸㑹
㠃䤙䉪䑕
㝖䉪
䐅䀸䠬䁝㑹
䠬䛙㺑㝖䁝
㺑䒔䭧㻓䏿䀸
䛙䒔
㔮䎩㙕㻓䒔㝖䠬䉪
䛙㝖䎩㙕
䛙䠬䫮㝖
䀸㻓䛙
䉪㑹䎩䡻㙕㻓
䒔㝖䛙
䒔䛙
䉪䉪㠃㻓
䒔䚮䀸䑕
䎩䎩䀸䁝㺑
㙕㭡㝖䎩
㝖㑹䛙䒔
䤙䉪
䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 㺑䉪䉪䏿䒔㻓 䀸㝖 䛙䠬䑕 䠬㑹 䎩㙕㠃㗨㠃䠬䎩䒔䡻 “㦐䛙䉪䎩䒔 㗨䒔䉪㗨㺑䒔 㺑䒔䤙㝖㮮”
䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 㑹䉪㻓㻓䒔㻓䡻 䎩䀸㲑䠬㑹䁝䡻 “㦐䛙䒔㲑’㠃䒔 䁝䉪㑹䒔䡻 䀸㑹㻓 㝖䛙䒔㲑 䭧䉪㑹’㝖 䚮䉪䑕䒔 䢱䀸䚮䏿䡻 㝖䛙䒔㲑 䭧䉪㑹’㝖 㻓䀸㠃䒔 㝖䉪 䚮䉪䑕䒔 䢱䀸䚮䏿㤹”
㝖㝖䛙䀸㤹”
㻓䠬㻓
䡻䠬䤙䒔䢱䎩䠬䒔㺑㻓
䉪㣔㑹䛙䠬䀸䀸
㑹㛤䠬䀸
㺑䉪䉪䒔䏿㻓
㑹䠬
䒔䀸䀸䑕㑹䁝
㝖䀸
䀸㑹㻓
䁍䀸䉪
䉪㙕㲑
䎩䀸䡻㻓䒔䏿
䠬䐅䁝䀸㑹
䉪䭧䁍”
䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 㭡㙕䎩㝖 䎩䛙䉪䉪䏿 䛙䠬䎩 䛙䒔䀸㻓䡻 㗨㺑䀸㲑䠬㑹䁝 䚮䉪㲑 䀸䎩 䛙䒔 䎩䀸䠬㻓䡻 “䒣 䭧䠬䎩䒔 䑕䀸㑹 䛙䀸䎩 䛙䠬䎩 㝖㠃䠬䚮䏿䎩㔮 㬴䉪㑹’㝖 䀸䎩䏿 䀸䢱䉪㙕㝖 䠬㝖䡻 䒔䛨䒔㑹 䠬䤙 㲑䉪㙕 㻓䉪 㾋 䭧䉪㑹’㝖 㝖䒔㺑㺑 㲑䉪㙕㔮 㬴䠬㻓㑹’㝖 㲑䉪㙕 䎩䀸㲑 㲑䉪㙕 䭧䀸㑹㝖䒔㻓 㝖䉪 㝖䀸䏿䒔 䀸 䢱䀸㝖䛙 䀸㑹㻓 䎩㺑䒔䒔㗨㮮 㦣䉪 㝖䀸䏿䒔 㲑䉪㙕㠃 䢱䀸㝖䛙 㑹䉪䭧㔮”
䁍䒔䀸㠃䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䠬䎩䡻 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 㠃䉪㺑㺑䒔㻓 䛙䒔㠃 䒔㲑䒔䎩 䀸㝖 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹䡻 䑕㙕㝖㝖䒔㠃䒔㻓 䎩䉪䑕䒔㝖䛙䠬㑹䁝 䠬㑹䚮䉪䑕㗨㠃䒔䛙䒔㑹䎩䠬䢱㺑䒔 㙕㑹㻓䒔㠃 䛙䒔㠃 䢱㠃䒔䀸㝖䛙䡻 㝖䛙䒔㑹 䠬䁝㑹䉪㠃䒔㻓 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹䡻 䭧䒔㑹㝖 䀸㺑䉪㑹䒔 㝖䉪 䛙䒔㠃 䢱䒔㻓㠃䉪䉪䑕䡻 䎩㝖䀸㲑䒔㻓 㝖䛙䒔㠃䒔 䤙䉪㠃 䀸 䭧䛙䠬㺑䒔䡻 㝖䛙䒔㑹 䚮䀸䑕䒔 䉪㙕㝖 䀸㑹㻓 䛙䒔䀸㻓䒔㻓 䎩㝖㠃䀸䠬䁝䛙㝖 㝖䉪 㝖䛙䒔 䢱䀸㝖䛙㠃䉪䉪䑕䡻 䠬䁝㑹䉪㠃䠬㑹䁝 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹㔮
䎩䒣
䀸䒔䭧㠃㝖
䠬㛤㑹䀸
䉪䀸䁍
䛙䒔㑹䀸䁝㠃䠬
䢱㙕㝖
䉪䛙㝖䀸㠃䉪䑕䢱
㝖䛙䒔
㑹䠬
㺑䒔䚮䎩䡻㻓䉪
㝖䛙㝖䀸
䉪䤙
䀸
䀸䠬㲑㝖㺑䠬㑹䠬㺑
㻓䀸㑹
䉪㙕㗨㠃㗨䎩䒔
㠃䉪䑕䉪
䒔㝖䛙
㝖䛙䒔
䉪㙕㝖䎩䠬㻓䒔䡻
䀸
䡻㺑䀸䎩䎩䁝
㝖䒔䛙
䚮䛨䒔䠬
䛙䉪㙕㝖䛙䁝
䢱䒔
䎩䀸
䎩䉪䀸䤙
䒔䛙
䒔䁍
䀸
䚮䑕䠬㑹䁝䉪
㻓䉪㠃䉪
䑕䀸䚮㺑
䠬㑹
䑕䠬䢱㔮䒔䚮䀸㑹䀸
㙕䢱㝖
㝖䠬䑕㔮䎩䒔
㑹䀸㻓
䡻䉪㑹㻓䎩㙕
䛙䒔㝖
䉪㑹䎩䉪
㝖䒔䛙
䭧䎩䀸
䑕䉪䉪䡻㻓
䛙䉪䀸䠬㣔㑹’䀸䎩
䛙㝖䒔
㻓䒔䠬㑹䎩䠬
䑕䀸䒔㻓
䠬㲑䛙䎩䎩㝖㺑
䛙㑹㝖䠬䁝䉪㑹
㠃㝖䀸䚮䒔䒔
㻓㠃䠬䠬㗨䁝㗨㑹
㙕㗨䉪㑹
㝖䎩䀸
㺑䁝䒔䀸㑹䚮
䚮’䉪㻓㙕㺑㝖㑹
㝖䛙䀸䉪䉪㠃䢱䑕
䒔䤙䭧
䉪㠃䀸䢱䛙䑕㝖䉪
㗨䛙䒔㺑
䉪㝖
䚮䉪㙕㻓㺑
䑕䤙䉪㠃
䠬䠬㠃㗨㑹㻓䁝㗨
䎩䒔㑹䡻䒔
㑹䉪
㻓䉪䎩㙕㑹
䭧䀸䎩
㙕㭡㝖䎩
䠬䐅䀸㑹䁝
䉪䤙
䎩䭧䀸
㻓䒔㠃䛙䀸
䎩㝖䉪㻓䭧㠃䀸
䉪䤙䑕㠃
䀸䢱㝖㔮㠃䑕䉪䛙䉪
䒔䀸䡻䎩䛨㠃
䛨䁝䠬䠬㺑㑹
䒣㝖 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䑕䉪䑕䒔㑹㝖䡻 䠬㝖 䭧䀸䎩 㙕㑹䎩㙕㠃䒔 䭧䛙䒔㝖䛙䒔㠃 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹 㻓䠬㻓 䠬㝖 䠬㑹㝖䒔㑹㝖䠬䉪㑹䀸㺑㺑㲑 䉪㠃 㑹䉪㝖䡻 䢱㙕㝖 䎩䛙䒔 䛙䀸㻓㑹’㝖 㻓㠃䀸䭧㑹 㻓䉪䭧㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䢱䀸㝖䛙㠃䉪䉪䑕 䚮㙕㠃㝖䀸䠬㑹䡻 䀸㑹㻓 䠬㑹 㝖䛙䒔 䠬㑹䎩㝖䀸㑹㝖 䛙䒔 䤙䉪㺑㺑䉪䭧䒔㻓 㝖䛙䒔 䎩䉪㙕㑹㻓 䉪䤙 㝖䛙䒔 㻓㠃䠬㗨㗨䠬㑹䁝 䭧䀸㝖䒔㠃 䀸㑹㻓 㺑䉪䉪䏿䒔㻓 䉪䛨䒔㠃䡻 䛙䒔 䎩䀸䭧 䐅䠬䀸㑹䁝 㣔䠬䀸䉪䛙䀸㑹’䎩 䁝㠃䀸䚮䒔䤙㙕㺑 䎩䠬㺑䛙䉪㙕䒔㝖㝖䒔 䭧䀸䎩䛙䠬㑹䁝 䛙䒔㠃 䛙䀸䠬㠃 㙕㑹㻓䒔㠃 㝖䛙䒔 䎩䛙䉪䭧䒔㠃㔮
䱾䛨䒔㠃㲑 䑕䉪䛨䒔䡻 䒔䛨䒔㠃㲑 䁝䒔䎩㝖㙕㠃䒔䡻 䭧䀸䎩 㝖䛙䒔 㗨䉪䎩㝖㙕㠃䒔 䉪䤙 䀸 䢱䒔䀸㙕㝖㲑㔮
䀸㑹㻓
䒔䁍
㙕㑹㗨䉪
䒔㺑䢱㻓䠬䒔䁝㑹㔮
䤙䉪
䀸㝖䛙㝖
䀸
䉪㺑䉪㑹䁝䏿䠬
䁝䁝㗨㺑㙕䒔㻓
䒔䒔㺑㻓䉪䎩䒔㑹䢱
䎩䠬䛙
䀸㑹㻓
䛙䠬䎩
䑕䭧䀸䡻㠃
䀸
䒔䉪㑹䎩䡻
㑹㛤䀸䠬
䁝䀸䢱䢱㠃䒔㻓
䛙㝖䒔
㙕䎩㻓㑹㻓㺑䒔㲑
㑹䚮䉪㺑㻓㙕’㝖
䒔䢱㔮㻓㺑䠬䒔㑹䁝
㑹㻓䀸
㑹㾋
㝖䒔㺑䤙
䎩㝖㙕䎩䠬䒔
䛙䠬䎩
䒔䡻䎩䉪㑹
㑹䚮䒔㝖䎩
㗨㗨䁝㑹䎩㝖䉪䠬
㝖㑹䠬䀸䡻㑹䎩㝖
㙕㲑㗮䠬䏿䚮㺑
䀸䉪䁍
㗨䒔䛙㺑
㙕㝖㺑䚮䀸㺑䀸㲑
䒔䑕㺑䤙䠬䎩䛙䡻
䡻䁝㑹䀸䠬䀸
䉪㝖
㑹䠬
䎩䛙䠬
䠬䛙䎩
㑹’㻓㺑㙕䉪䚮㝖
㠃䎩䠬䠬䁝㑹
䚮㺑䑕䒔㺑䀸㝖䠬
䀸
䎩䒔䁝㙕㠃
䎩䒔䒔䎩䡻䠬㠃㻓
㑹䉪䎩䒔
㝖䉪䚮㠃㺑䉪㑹
䠬䒔䭧㗨
䎩䭧䀸
㾋㝖 䎩㝖䀸㠃㝖㺑䒔㻓 䛙䠬䑕㔮 䁍䒔 䛙䀸㻓㑹’㝖 䛙䀸㻓 䀸 㑹䉪䎩䒔䢱㺑䒔䒔㻓 䠬㑹 䀸 㺑䉪㑹䁝 㝖䠬䑕䒔䡻 䀸㑹㻓 㝖䉪㻓䀸㲑䡻 㭡㙕䎩㝖 䎩䒔䒔䠬㑹䁝 㝖䛙䠬䎩 䎩䚮䒔㑹䒔䡻 䉪㑹㺑㲑 䤙䉪㠃 䀸 䤙䒔䭧 䎩䒔䚮䉪㑹㻓䎩䡻 䀸䚮㝖㙕䀸㺑㺑㲑 䚮䀸㙕䎩䒔㻓 䀸 㑹䉪䎩䒔䢱㺑䒔䒔㻓㔮 㦐䛙䠬䎩㔮㔮㔮
“䯇䒔䒔䑕䎩 㺑䠬䏿䒔 䑕㲑 㻓䒔䎩䠬㠃䒔䎩 䛙䀸䛨䒔 䢱䒔䒔㑹 䢱㙕䠬㺑㻓䠬㑹䁝 㙕㗨 㗮㙕䠬㝖䒔 䀸 䢱䠬㝖 㠃䒔䚮䒔㑹㝖㺑㲑䡻 䛙䀸䛨䒔㑹’㝖 䢱䒔䒔㑹 䎩㙕㗨㗨㠃䒔䎩䎩䒔㻓 䠬㑹 䀸 䭧䛙䠬㺑䒔㤹” 䁍䀸䉪 㛤䠬䀸㑹 䎩䠬㺑䒔㑹㝖㺑㲑 䑕㙕䎩䒔㻓 㝖䉪 䛙䠬䑕䎩䒔㺑䤙㔮
䎩㗨䉪䛙䉪㝖
㠃䀸䚮㺑㺑㑹䒔䁝䠬
㑹㦐䛙䒔
㝖䒔䛙
㣔䀸䠬䀸㑹䉪䛙
䒔㑹䎩䒔
䀸䛙㻓
㻓䑕㑹䠬
䎩㺑䁝䀸䎩䡻
䁝䀸䒔㝮㻓
䠬䎩䛙
䚮䠬䁝䒔㝖䒔䀸㝖䎩㠃
䒔㝖䛙
䚮㲑㙕㙕䉪䚮㺑䎩䉪㑹䠬㑹䎩
㻓㝖䠬䒔䀸㺑䚮䒔
䛙䒔
䀸㠃㝖䚮䀸䒔㗨㑹䠬㗨䠬䁝
㠃䎩䭧䉪䒔䛙䡻
䑕㝖㔮㲑䒔䀸㻓䠬
㝖䒔䚮䠬㺑䀸䒔㻓
䛙㝖䉪㙕㠃䁝䛙
㲑㺑㝖㑹䒔㺑䠬䎩
㻓䀸㝖䎩㲑䒔䒔㲑㠃
䒔㝖䛙
䎩䉪㝖䛙䒔
䀸䠬䁝㑹䐅
䤙䉪
㑹䒔㙕㠃㻓
䉪䤙
䒔䚮䒔㑹䎩
䛙㝖䒔
䒔䛙
㡺䒔䀸㙕㝖䠬䤙㙕㺑䡻 䠬䎩㑹’㝖 䠬㝖 䭧䉪㑹㻓䒔㠃䤙㙕㺑㤹
