Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1356 - 91: Then... Beat the Hell Out of Them!

Capítulo 1356: Chapter 91: Then… Beat the Hell Out of Them!

“Calabi…”

“Has fallen.”

The biggest deviation in this plan was that none of Solomon’s eleven mechas could surpass the Thunderhawk in speed.

The most mobile mecha, Dark Pentagram, was snatched back by Thunderhawk in an instant during its transfer, restrained with overwhelming force, and then frozen by that damn bow-holding mecha.

“What exactly is that bow-holding mecha! Why can it block our Protective Light Beam!”

A furious roar echoed through the communication chain.

“It has extraordinary freezing power that can deactivate the energy adhering to the mecha armor, and can unilaterally shield against damage transfer force fields—it’s simply our… nemesis!”

“In other words, our intelligence was out of balance.”

Paimon’s icy voice seeped into everyone’s ears, his eyebrows twitching uncontrollably as he stood on the bridge.

The blood vessels on the backs of his hanging hands bulged, writhing like earthworms.

Paimon was forcibly suppressing the rage in his heart at this moment.

The consecutive fall of two Gatepost Knights was an irreparable loss for both the fleet and Solomon!

Every Gatepost Knight represents a chapter in the Solomon organization’s history, carrying a great mission.

Those exclusive S-class mechas and the irreplaceable experience of the Gatepost Knights are pains that cannot be endured!

The information provided by Nightingale was quite precise, but the casually mentioned Lu Family has become a key factor in this incident!

He has a hunch that the white bow-holding mecha is definitely related to that Lu Family.

Paimon’s eyes, more beautiful than a woman’s, opened, now icy cold.

Floating in the palace, Paimon stared at the light screen, as all the scenes gradually imprinted themselves in his mind.

After merely two seconds, he closed his eyes again.

“Tactical change, three will engage the Thunderhawk, six to encircle the bow-holding mecha, sever their connection.”

“Main Angel will join the battle.”

Two consecutive notices sounded.

The Miracle Warship Main Angel, beyond the Ninth Tier, bathed in starlight, its mountain-like massive hull began to spin. On its side armor, 172 pitch-black openings, each over three meters in diameter, were revealed, and bunker-like bulges emerged from the bottom, making one’s scalp tingle at a glance.

[Railgun preheat.]

[Disintegration ray cannon engine ring acceleration, 5-second preparation period.]

[First batch of 1200 photon torpedoes for probing fire.]

[Second batch of 1600 quantum torpedoes ready, will fire in 15 seconds.]

[Third batch of 16 large gravity torpedoes will be launched in 30 seconds.]

…

Hundreds of commands surged forth in less than a tenth of a second, with the hidden weapon systems sequentially activating— the Miracle Warship, playing the commander role from beginning to end, finally revealed its fangs at this moment.

A 4000-meter long super-heavy battleship, with its exceptional super large defense field and terrifying payload, its firepower on a strategic level is enough to crush SS-class mechas.

This goes beyond the Federation Battle Fortress and Star Annihilation Ship; this is the true ultimate combat weapon.

At this moment, the frenzied red alarms simultaneously flashed inside Thunderhawk, Frost Angel, and Giant Rock Battleship’s cabins.

The two defensively superior Solomon mechas, Rhino and Hellfire, began flanking Thunderhawk one left and one right.

Thirty-two Rhino Nail Hammers were launched consecutively to form a dense net, covering the front, while six enormous Fire Meteors simultaneously blocked the right side.

Behind, a stealthy Night Fox snuck in for an ambush.

These three mechas started launching a mad attack on Thunderhawk.

The remaining six mechas took a spiral trajectory toward Frost Angel.

Despite losing two, the remaining nine Gatepost Knights finally displayed Solomon’s formidable combat power under Paimon’s integration.

[Energy feedback exceeds 200%, continue to increase?]

“Continue—”

In a roar, the thunder within the CICH Light Sphere transformed into a storm.

Recklessly squeezing the pilot’s abilities, thereby unrestrictedly boosting Thunderhawk’s combat power.

At the risk of Mu Fan, this mecha finally erupted with a ferocity beyond even Mu Fan’s imagination!

With the heart pounding fiercely, Mu Fan’s muscles began to swell bit by bit.

Whole-body blood speed maintained a terrifying constant rate of increase.

Infinite strength surged from within, pouring in from outside.

Thus, at this moment, Mu Fan in the Light Sphere reached a terrifying physical state.

For instance, comparable to the 30-level physical state of Ruan Xiongfei.

Mu Fan’s body within the Light Sphere had already turned into a phantom, while in the universe, Thunderhawk’s attack frequency began climbing at a geometric rate.

Frequently, before one’s eyes, nearly a hundred fist pits appeared on the mecha body.

The thunderstorm rising around Thunderhawk expanded gradually with the mecha body’s ultra-high-speed movement.

In the optical view, dazzling lightning began swallowing the two Defense Mechas, the stealthy Beast-shaped Mecha Night Fox repeatedly bounced out of the lightning.

“We’ve restricted Thunderhawk’s movement speed, but…”

Heavy panting resounded, with two Gatepost Knights speaking in unison: “The attack speed of this mecha is too fast, eyes, radar cannot capture it at all!”

Even Ruan Xiongfei had not anticipated that Mu Fan’s physical potential could be developed to such a terrifying extent.

Reportedly, even Mu Fan himself was unaware.

His bloodline was so astonishing.

Perfectly withstands Ghost Energy infusion, perfectly replicates the Combat Skills of the Immortal Divine Race.

To this day, no upper limit of his physical endurance has been discovered.

Instantaneous 1-3 times terrifying explosive power, superior bodily healing ability, superior digestion, superior cellular energy storage, almost prophetic combat intuition…

In Black’s database, all data about Mu Fan’s body is in a state of growth.

Black went from shock at the start to numbness at the end.

Mu Fan, with physical qualities far exceeding those of two Cosmic Planes, made his background ever more astonishing.

The Shura tribe, truly the real War God race.

This is the standard of the universe’s most perfect warrior, as Black’s theory approaches infinitely.

The tyrannical Instant Kill ability of the Shura makes it difficult for enemies to perceive the strength of the Mechanical Master.

But the Thunderhawk’s CICH driving system, capable of counter-killing the Mechanical Master, finally allowed Mu Fan to visually demonstrate his personal power.

Speed like lightning!

Attack like a storm!

The severe damage suffered by these three mechas instantly transmitted to the other nine mechas.

“Why has our defensive energy suddenly dropped?!”

“What are you three doing?!”

As the words fell.

In a sea of fire, Hellfire and Rhino were blasted out simultaneously by the Thunderhawk, and the entire mecha boldly stepped forward.

“Fu-ck, this is the first time I’ve sworn in five years.”

The Rhino’s Mechanical Master, Vabla, the 60th Gatepost Knight of Solomon, turned red in the face.

“Is that Mechanical Master in there still human?”

“The attack frequency is ten times mine!”

However, curses emerged from the other six mechas, “Hold for five more seconds!”

The six mechas stormed in front of the Frost Angel like a whirlwind dragon.

Repeatedly swapping positions, they blocked the Big Snow Bow’s shots.

These six mechas had not suffered the severe damage from the Thunderhawk, and they had intact defenses, so Lu Qingxue’s first arrow could only temporarily freeze energy, often allowing another mecha to withstand the second arrow attack.

It must be said, Paimon instantly grasped the weak point of this attack.

That is, the bow-drawing speed of the Frost Angel is not fast enough!

“—Wait for me!”

Mu Fan’s hoarse voice sounded beside Lu Qingxue’s ear.

“For sixty seconds, don’t mind me.”

Lu Qingxue’s cool voice arose, the wings behind the Frost Angel gently fluttered, actually momentarily splitting into two phantoms, one left and one right, both rushing out, drawing bows!

“Molecular-level Phantom Generator? Isn’t this a top-secret technology of the Gardot Empire, only used in actual combat by the Asura?”

At this moment, the eyeballs of the six Gatepost Knights almost popped out.

“It’s a weakened version, far less powerful than the Demon God Asura, besiege, the Bow-holding Mecha must be killed!”

“—Launch the sea of torpedoes!”

Paimon’s cold will penetrated everyone’s mind.

The six mechas arrived in an instant.

…

In the depths of space, a flaming red ship and a giant ship shimmering with a cyan sheen silently emerged.

“Strong energy fluctuation detected ahead.”

“Source of torpedo group reaction.”

“Wave mapping accomplished, determination: Solomon.”

“Second reaction source detected, identification successful… Thunderhawk.”

“Prepare for joint operations.”

A calm voice echoed inside the large and bright central command tower of the fiery red warship.

A group of seven people simultaneously looked up, a calm young officer spoke indifferently from the projected three-dimensional screen.

He did not wear any epaulets.

A Beret man, chewing a cigar, grinned as he looked at the bald man next to him, fitted with half a nanomechanical arm.

“Madman, found it.”

“Heh heh.”

The bald man used the nanomechanical arm to scratch the back of his head, his mouth spread into a smile laced with coldness.

“Then… hit them hard.”

䭦䅡䗥䨄䘙㫴㠻䙜䘙

爐

盧

盧

䘙䛪䕶䅡

䧢㩨䭦䭦㬕䮯䫶䙜

㫧䭦䲦䕶㻱

擄

䲦䅡䙜䕶䙜

䧢䫶㻱

擄

蘆

露

擄

老

擄

䧢䙜䆗䙜䭦

㫧䕶㻱䲦䭦

䂬䭦 䕶䅡䙜 䮯㻱㩨䫶 䗥㻱䧢’䭦 䆗㬕䘙㫴䙜 㠻䙜㩨㩨䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䙜䁓䙜䭦 㬕㠻 䕶䅡䙜 䭦䙜䆗䙜䧢䂤㫧䙜䲦䭦㬕䧢 㻲䲦㬕䄛㫧 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓 䭦䅡㬕䖒䙜䫶 䕶䅡䙜 䙜䖋㫴䘙䕶䙜䗥䙜䧢䕶 㬕㠻 㻱䧢 䘙䗥㫧䙜䧢䫶䘙䧢㻲 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜䨄

䀆䅡䙜 䮯䙜䲦䙜䕶 䗥㻱䧢 䕶䅡䲦䙜䖒 䕶䅡䙜 㫴䘙㻲㻱䲦 㠻䲦㬕䗥 䅡䘙䭦 䗥㬕䄛䕶䅡 䕶㬕 䕶䅡䙜 㻲䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䤠 㫴䲦䄛䭦䅡䙜䫶 䘙䕶 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䅡䘙䭦 㠻㬕㬕䕶䤠 㻱䧢䫶 㩨㬕㬕䞃䙜䫶 䄛㫧 㻱䕶 䕶䅡䙜 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 䭦㫴䲦䙜䙜䧢 㩨㻱䄛㻲䅡䘙䧢㻲㦇

䙜䄛䫶䲦䧢

䅡䕶䙜

䭦㻱

䨄䕶䨄㻱䨄䙜䗥

䭦䕶䗥䭦䁓䙜䤠

䈅䘙”

䗥䫶㬕䗥㫴䧢㻱

䨄”䅡䕶䗥䙜

䧢䗥㻱䫶㫴㬕䗥

㬕㓊䧢㻲㻱䲦

㻲㧚㩨䘙䁓䧢

䄛㬕䁓䲦

䆨’㩨㩨

㬕㠻䲦

㬕䧢䘙㻲㻲䖋䧢䤠䰇㻱

䮯䙜

㩨䖒㩨䘙

䙜䗥㫴㻱䅡

“䂬䭦 䁓㬕䄛 䖒䘙䭦䅡䤠 㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢 㤹䙜䧢䙜䲦㻱㩨䨄” 䀆䅡䙜 䁓㬕䄛䧢㻲 䗥㻱䧢 䘙䧢 䕶䅡䙜 䄛䧢䘙㠻㬕䲦䗥 䖒䘙䕶䅡㬕䄛䕶 䙜㫧㻱䄛㩨䙜䕶䭦 䲦䙜䭦㫧㬕䧢䫶䙜䫶 䖒䘙䕶䅡 㻱 㫴㻱㩨䗥 䙜䖋㫧䲦䙜䭦䭦䘙㬕䧢䤠 䧢㬕䫶䫶䘙䧢㻲 䭦㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶㩨䁓䨄

䀆䅡䙜 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 䭦㫴䲦䙜䙜䧢 䖒䙜䧢䕶 䫶㻱䲦䞃䨄

䕶䖒㬕

䰇䧢䤠䫶䨏㻱

䫶䫶㘌䠔䘙䙜䧢

䙜䘙䧢䙜䫶䫶

䫶㻱䧢

㻱䰇㬕㻲䧢㻲䨄䖋䘙䧢

䘙䈅

䙜䖒䙜䲦

㻱䲦㓊䧢㬕䨏㻲

䕶䙜䅡

䙜䅡䀆

䭦䲦䭦㻱㫧䅡䤠䖒䘙

㘌䧢㻲㧚䁓㩨䘙

㚽

㻱䨋䫶䄛㚽

䧢㻱䫶

䠔㻱䆗䘙䧢㻲 䆗㻱䧢䘙䭦䅡䙜䫶 㻱㠻䕶䙜䲦 䕶䅡䙜 㛇㻱㫧䘙䕶㻱㩨 㚽䕶㻱䲦 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜䤠 㡑䄛㻱䧢 䫇䘙㬕䧢㻲㠻䙜䘙 䅡㻱䫶 䲦䙜㫧㩨㻱㫴䙜䫶 䅡䘙䭦 䭦䙜䆗䙜䲦䙜䫶 㻱䲦䗥 䖒䘙䕶䅡 㻱 䧢㻱䧢㬕䗥㻱㫴䅡䘙䧢䙜 㻱䲦䗥䨄

䂬䕶 䕶䅡䘙䭦 䗥㬕䗥䙜䧢䕶䤠 䮯㬕䕶䅡 䭦䘙䫶䙜䭦 㻱㫧㫧䙜㻱䲦䙜䫶 䅡䙜䲦䙜 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓䤠 䕶䲦䄛㩨䁓 䭦㬕䗥䙜䖒䅡㻱䕶 䗥䘙䲦㻱㫴䄛㩨㬕䄛䭦䨄

㫧䲦䲦㻱䙜㫧䙜

䧢䕶䫶䄛䙜䲦

䄛䨄”㬕䕶

䗥䕶䙜㻱

䕶㬕

䀆㻱䧢䞃

㬕䲦䁓䄛

䕶㬕

䙜䕶㻱䞃

䗥䲦䗥䙜䮯䙜䭦䤠

䗥䙜㬕䆗

䂬”㩨㩨

䆨

䤠䭦䧢㻱䫶䅡

䅡䘙䭦

䧢䤠䘙䭦㬕㫧䕶㬕䘙䭦

䫶㻱䧢

㩨㧚䧢㻱㫴㬕

䀆䅡䙜䧢 䅡䙜 㫴㩨㻱㫧㫧䙜䫶 㻱 䭦䕶䲦㬕䧢㻲 䅡㻱䧢䫶 㬕䧢 㡑䄛㻱䧢 䫇䘙㬕䧢㻲㠻䙜䘙’䭦 䲦㬕䮯䄛䭦䕶 䭦䅡㬕䄛㩨䫶䙜䲦䤠 “䟎㩨䫶 䮯䄛䫶䫶䁓䤠 䀆䅡䄛䧢䫶䙜䲦䅡㻱䖒䞃 䘙䭦 䘙䧢 䁓㬕䄛䲦 㫧䲦䙜㫴䘙㬕䄛䭦 㫧䄛㫧䘙㩨’䭦 䅡㻱䧢䫶䭦䤠 䭦㬕 䫶㬕䧢’䕶 䗥䙜䭦䭦 㻱䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䤠 䭦䕶㻱䁓 䘙䧢 㫴㬕䗥䗥㻱䧢䫶 㠻㬕䲦 䗥䙜䨄”

䆨䧢 䭦㫧㻱㫴䙜䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䙜䧢䕶䘙䲦䙜㩨䁓 㠻㩨㻱䗥䙜䂤㫴㬕㩨㬕䲦䙜䫶 㧚㩨䁓䘙䧢㻲 㓊䲦㻱㻲㬕䧢 㬕㫧䙜䧢䙜䫶 䫶㬕㫴䞃䘙䧢㻲 㫧䙜䲦䗥䘙䭦䭦䘙㬕䧢䭦䨄

䆨䧢

䲦㫴䙜䖒

㠻䘙㠻㫴㩨䨄䕶䘙䙜䁓䙜䧢

䘙䧢

䗥㬕㬕䲦

䙜䕶䘙䮯㩨䤠䅡䕶䭦㫧㻱

䫶䧢㻱䰇

䮯䕶㬕㻱㫴䗥

䙜䅡䕶

䧢䙜㩨䁓㩨䘙䕶䭦

䞃䙜䖒䲦㬕䫶

㬕㠻

䅡䕶䙜

䗥䫶㫴䧢㻱㬕䗥

䄛䭦䘙䭦䕶

䠔䘙䧢䙜䫶䫶

䲦䧢㻱㻱䫶䕶䫶䭦

䅡䕶䙜

䧢㻱䫶

䀆䅡䙜䘙䲦 㠻㻱㫴䙜䭦䨄䨄䨄 䲦䙜䗥㻱䲦䞃㻱䮯㩨䙜䤠 㫧䲦䙜䆗䘙㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓 䘙䧢㫴㩨䄛䫶䙜䫶 㧚䙜䫶䙜䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢 㞕㻱䪵㬕䲦 䰇䘙䧢 䠔㻱㬕 㻱䧢䫶 㬕䕶䅡䙜䲦䭦䨄

䭫䄛䕶 䕶䅡䙜䁓 䧢㬕 㩨㬕䧢㻲䙜䲦 䖒㬕䲦䙜 䕶䅡䙜 䄛䧢䘙㠻㬕䲦䗥 㬕㠻 䕶䅡䙜 㤹㻱㩨㻱䖋䁓 㧚䙜䫶䙜䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢䨄

䞃䫶䫶㬕㫴䙜

㻲䧢㓊䲦㬕㻱

䭦㩨䁓”䭦䄛䄛㩨㫴䙜㠻䭦㫴䨄

䁓䧢㧚㩨䘙㻲

“㻱㛇䲦䙜㬕䗥䫶䧢䤠䗥

䰇䘙䧢 䠔㻱㬕 䕶䄛䲦䧢䙜䫶 䕶㬕 㻲㻱䈲䙜 㻱䕶 䈅䘙 䰇㬕䧢㻲䖋䘙㻱䧢㻲䤠 䖒䘙䕶䅡 㻱 㫴䲦䘙䭦㫧 䭦㻱㩨䄛䕶䙜䨄

䭫䙜䅡䘙䧢䫶 䅡䘙䗥䤠 㬕䆗䙜䲦 㻱 䅡䄛䧢䫶䲦䙜䫶 㬕㠻㠻䘙㫴䙜䲦䭦 㩨㬕㬕䞃䙜䫶 䄛㫧 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓䤠 䕶䅡䙜䘙䲦 䙜䁓䙜䭦 㠻䘙㩨㩨䙜䫶 䖒䘙䕶䅡 㻱䫶䗥䘙䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢 㻱䧢䫶 䲦䙜䭦㫧䙜㫴䕶䨄

䕶䅡䲦䘙䙜

㻱䙜䭦䲦䗥䘙䧢

䕶䙜䭦䥯䄛㫴䘙

䧢䘙

䕶䙜㻱䅡䭦䲦䨄

䛪䅡䙜䕶䅡䙜䲦 㬕䲦䫶䘙䧢㻱䲦䁓 㬕䲦 䙜䕶䙜䲦䧢㻱㩨㩨䁓 䲦䙜䗥䙜䗥䮯䙜䲦䙜䫶䤠 䕶䅡䙜䁓 䫶㬕 䧢㬕䕶 㫴㻱䲦䙜䨄

䀆䅡䙜 䭦䕶㻱䲦䲦䁓 䭦䙜㻱 䘙䭦 䭦䘙䗥㫧㩨䁓 䕶㬕㬕 䆗㻱䭦䕶㕜 䖒䘙䕶䅡㬕䄛䕶 䕶䅡㻱䕶 䮯䙜㻱㫴㬕䧢䂤㩨䘙䞃䙜 㠻䘙㻲䄛䲦䙜䤠 䕶䅡䙜䁓 㠻䙜㻱䲦䙜䫶 䕶䅡䙜䁓 䖒㬕䄛㩨䫶 㩨㬕䭦䙜 䕶䅡䙜䘙䲦 䖒㻱䁓䨄

‘㻱䕶䀆䅡䭦

䨄㻱㩨㩨

䰇㬕㬕䞃䘙䧢㻲 㻱䕶 䕶䅡䘙䭦 㻲䲦㬕䄛㫧 㬕㠻 㬕㩨䫶 䭦䄛䮯㬕䲦䫶䘙䧢㻱䕶䙜䭦䤠 䈅䘙 䰇㬕䧢㻲䖋䘙㻱䧢㻲’䭦 㫴㻱㩨䗥 㠻㻱㫴䙜 䭦䅡㬕䖒䙜䫶 㻱 㻲䙜䧢䕶㩨䙜 䭦䗥䘙㩨䙜䤠 䧢㬕䫶䫶䘙䧢㻲 䭦㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶㩨䁓䤠 䕶䅡䙜䧢 㩨㬕㬕䞃䘙䧢㻲 䭦䕶䲦㻱䘙㻲䅡䕶 㻱䅡䙜㻱䫶 㻱䕶 䕶䅡䙜 㻲䘙㻲㻱䧢䕶䘙㫴 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 䭦㫴䲦䙜䙜䧢䨄

䠔㻱䧢䫶䭦 䲦㻱䘙䭦䙜䫶䨄

䙜㩨䧢䭦䘙

䧢䗥䄛䁓䘙䄛䭦䭦㩨䕶㻱䙜㩨㬕䤠

䕶䧢䁓䧢䆨䤠䭦㻱䕶㩨

㩨䙜䫶㠻㻱䕶㬕

䄛䕶䙜㫴䲦㬕䗥㫧䭦

㩨㻱㩨

䄛䲦䧢㻱㬕䫶

䗥㬕㫴䗥䫶䧢㻱

㬕㻲㫴䘙䧢㫴䙜䧢䧢䕶

䅡䘙䕶㩨㻲

㬕䕶㻱㩨㫧䗥䲦㠻

䕶䅡䙜

䆗䙜䕶䫶㻱䘙䨄㫴㻱䕶

㩨㩨㻱

䂬䭦 䕶䅡䙜 䁓㬕䄛䧢㻲 䗥㻱䧢 㫴㩨㬕䭦䙜䫶 䅡䘙䭦 䙜䁓䙜䭦䤠 䕶䅡䙜 㫧㬕䖒䙜䲦㠻䄛㩨 䕶䙜㩨䙜䞃䘙䧢䙜䭦䘙䭦 㫴㬕䗥㫧㩨䙜䕶䙜㩨䁓 䫶㬕䗥䘙䧢㻱䕶䙜䫶 䕶䅡䙜 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜䂤䅡㻱䲦䫶䙜䧢䙜䫶 㻲䘙㻱䧢䕶 䭦䅡䘙㫧䤠 㻱㩨䭦㬕 㻱㫴㫴䙜㫧䕶䘙䧢㻲 䕶䅡䙜 㫴㬕䗥䗥㻱䧢䫶 䖒㻱䭦 䕶䅡䙜 㩨㻱䲦㻲䙜䲦 㧚㩨䁓䘙䧢㻲 㓊䲦㻱㻲㬕䧢䨄

“䛪㻱䲦䭦䅡䘙㫧 㚽䞃䘙㩨㩨䤠 㓊䙜䕶䙜䲦䗥䘙䧢䙜䫶 䰇㬕䧢㻲 㚽㬕䧢㻲䤠 䲦䙜㻱䫶䁓 䕶㬕 㩨㻱䄛䧢㫴䅡䨄”

㻱㩨㩨

㠻㻱䭦㩨䙜䫶䅡

䂬䭦

䙜䘙䗥䧢䙜䖋䕶䕶䙜㫴

䰇䧢䫶㻱

㬕㠻

㬕䄛䙜䧢䫶䫶䭦䤠

䕶䘙䅡䭦

䅡䖒䕶䧢䘙䘙

䅡䙜䕶

䙜䁓䙜䭦

䅡䕶䙜

㫴䆗䘙䙜㬕

䙜䗥䙜䮯䗥䭦䲦

㠻㻱㩨䗥㻱䲦䘙䘙

䧢䘙

䅡䕶䙜䭦䮯䨄㫧㻱䘙䕶㩨

䧢䠔䫶䘙䫶䙜

䀆䅡䙜䘙䲦 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜 㫧䅡㻱䭦䙜 䖒㻱䭦 䲦䙜䕶䄛䲦䧢䘙䧢㻲䨄

䀆䅡䘙䭦 䘙䭦 䖒䅡㻱䕶 䕶䅡䙜䁓 䫶䙜䭦䘙䲦䙜䫶䤞

䖒㻱䙜䆗

㫴䧢䲦䭦䙜䙜䨄

䖒䅡䘙䕶

䕶䅡䙜

䄛䭦㬕䧢䭦㩨䁓䙜䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱

䂬㩨㩨

㫴㻱䙜䖒䕶䅡䫶

䘙䮯䧢䲦㻱

㫴䭦䙜䘙䲦䧢䲦䈲䁓䅡䧢䭦㬕䤠

䁓䙜䭦䙜

䙜䨋䄛䘙㫧㫧䙜䫶

䗥䙜䲦䮯䭦䙜䗥

㩨䘙䅡㻲䕶

㻱㫴㩨䗥䁓㩨

䂬䭦 䕶䅡䙜 㠻䘙䲦䭦䕶 㬕䲦䫶䙜䲦 㻱㫧㫧䙜㻱䲦䙜䫶䤠 㠻㬕㩨㩨㬕䖒䙜䫶 䮯䁓 㫴㬕䗥䗥㻱䧢䫶䭦 䭦䖒䙜䙜㫧䘙䧢㻲 㩨䘙䞃䙜 㻱䧢 㬕㫴䙜㻱䧢 㻱㫴䲦㬕䭦䭦 䕶䅡䙜 䭦㫴䲦䙜䙜䧢䤠 㻱㩨㩨 䅡㻱䧢䫶䭦 㠻㩨䙜䖒 㬕䆗䙜䲦 䕶䅡䙜 㫴㬕䧢䕶䲦㬕㩨䭦䨄

䀆䅡䙜 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜 䮯䙜㩨㬕䧢㻲䘙䧢㻲 䕶㬕 䕶䅡䙜 㧚䙜䫶䙜䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢 㞕䘙㩨䘙䕶㻱䲦䁓 㤹㬕䫶 䮯䙜㻲㻱䧢䨄

䮯䲦㻱㬕㛇

䭦䘙㩨䙜䘙㞕䭦

䗥䧢㬕䫶䕶䄛䙜

䁓㚽䧢㫴

䚨㫥㟪䤠㲜

㫥䧣䧣䤠㷤

䕶䘙䖒䅡

䫶䄛㩨㻱

㲜㦇

䲦䁓䲦㘌㻱䂬

䄛䲦䕶䕶䭦䅡䭦䤠䲦䙜

䲦䮯䨄䕶䭦䄛䨏

㴰䨄㟪

䘙䧢䕶䙜㩨䲦䆗㻱

䙜䭦䙜䁓䆗䧢䕶

䭦䫶㬕䲦䧢䄛

䭦䤠䭦䙜㫴㬕䧢䫶

㲜㟪䤠㟪

㫴䧢䙜䭦䘙䕶㬕㻱䲦㬕䫶

㘌䂬䲦䲦㻱䁓 㚽䁓䧢㫴 㟪㦇 䛪㻱䲦䭦䅡䘙㫧 㚽䞃䘙㩨㩨 㚽䖒㻱䗥㫧 㻱㫴䕶䘙䆗㻱䕶䙜䫶䤠 䙜䧢㻲䘙䧢䙜 䙜䧢䙜䲦㻲䁓 䲦䙜䫶䘙䭦䕶䲦䘙䮯䄛䕶䘙㬕䧢䤠 㫴㬕㬕䲦䫶䘙䧢㻱䕶䙜 㫴㬕䲦䲦䙜㫴䕶䘙㬕䧢 㩨䙜㠻䕶䖒㻱䲦䫶 䭦䅡䘙㠻䕶 䧣 䫶䙜㻲䲦䙜䙜䭦䨄䨏

㘌䂬䲦䲦㻱䁓 㚽䁓䧢㫴 䚨㦇 㧚㩨䁓䘙䧢㻲 㓊䲦㻱㻲㬕䧢 䫶䙜䧢䭦䙜 㫧㻱䲦䕶䘙㫴㩨䙜 㻱䲦䲦㻱䁓 䫶䙜㩨㻱䁓䙜䫶 㲜㟪 䭦䙜㫴㬕䧢䫶䭦 㠻䘙䲦䘙䧢㻲䤠 䘙䧢䕶䙜䲦㫴䙜㫧䕶䘙㬕䧢 䭦䕶䲦䘙䞃䙜 㫧䲦䙜㫧㻱䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢䤠 䖒䘙䕶䅡䘙䧢 㲜㴰 䭦䙜㫴㬕䧢䫶䭦 䖒㻱䲦䭦䅡䘙㫧 䭦㫧䙜䙜䫶 䘙䧢㫴䲦䙜㻱䭦䙜䭦 䚨䧣㧎䤠 㻱㠻䕶䙜䲦 㲜㴰 䭦䙜㫴㬕䧢䫶䭦 䭦㫧䙜䙜䫶 䘙䧢㫴䲦䙜㻱䭦䙜䭦 㿚㴰㧎䨄䨏

䨄䨄䨄

䛪㻱䲦䭦䅡䘙㫧 㚽䞃䘙㩨㩨䤠 㓊䙜䕶䙜䲦䗥䘙䧢䙜䫶 䰇㬕䧢㻲 㚽㬕䧢㻲—㚽䙜䕶 㚽㻱䘙㩨䤞

䛪䘙䕶䅡 䕶䅡䙜 㩨㻱䭦䕶 㫴㬕䗥䗥㻱䧢䫶 䘙䭦䭦䄛䙜䫶 䘙䧢 㩨䙜䭦䭦 䕶䅡㻱䧢 㻱 䭦䙜㫴㬕䧢䫶䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䠔䘙䫶䫶䙜䧢 䰇㻱䧢䫶 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜䭦䅡䘙㫧’䭦 䮯㬕䖒 䲦㻱䘙䭦䙜䫶 䅡䘙㻲䅡䤠 㩨䘙䞃䙜 㻱 䖒㻱䲦䲦䘙㬕䲦 䭦㻱䘙㩨䘙䧢㻲 䘙䧢䕶㬕 䕶䅡䙜 䖒䘙䧢䫶䤠 㠻㬕䲦䗥㻱㩨㩨䁓 㻱䧢䧢㬕䄛䧢㫴䘙䧢㻲 䙜䧢䕶䲦䁓 䘙䧢䕶㬕 䕶䅡䙜 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜㠻䘙䙜㩨䫶䨄

䕶㚽㘌䙜䙜㩨

㩨㚽䕶㬕䤠䭦䁓㻱䄛䗥㩨䧢䘙䙜䄛

㫴䅡䙜䗥䭦㻱

䘙㬕䧢䕶

㻱䫶䧢

㻲㚽䂤㻱䲦䙜䫶

㩨㫧䧢䄛䙜㻲䫶

䙜㻲㻱㩨䣑㘌

䅡䕶䙜

䁓䙜䲦䘙㠻䙜㩨㫴

㫧䙜䲦䗥䨏㬕䲦䣑

䭦䭦䲦㻱䕶䨄

䘙䠄䨏㻲䧢

䖒䕶㬕

㓊㻱䲦䞃 㻲㬕㩨䫶 㠻䘙㻲䄛䲦䙜䭦䤠 䕶䅡㬕䭦䙜 䙜㻱㻲㩨䙜䂤㩨䘙䞃䙜 䙜䁓䙜䭦 㻲㩨㬕䖒䙜䫶 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䮯䲦䘙㩨㩨䘙㻱䧢䕶 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶䨄

䆨䧢 䕶䅡䙜 㫴㬕㫴䞃㫧䘙䕶䤠 㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢’䭦 㠻㻱㫴䙜 䭦䅡㬕䖒䙜䫶 㻱䧢 䘙䧢䫶䙜䭦㫴䲦䘙䮯㻱䮯㩨䙜 䙜䖋㫴䘙䕶䙜䗥䙜䧢䕶䤠 䙜䆗䙜䧢 䕶䅡䙜 䭦㫴㻱䲦䭦 㬕䧢 䅡䘙䭦 㠻㻱㫴䙜 䭦䙜䙜䗥䙜䫶 䕶㬕 㩨䙜㻱㫧䤠 “㚽㬕㩨㬕䗥㬕䧢䤠 䘙䕶 䕶䄛䲦䧢䭦 㬕䄛䕶 䁓㬕䄛 䘙䧢㠻䘙㩨䕶䲦㻱䕶䙜䫶 䕶䅡䙜 㧚䙜䫶䙜䲦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢’䭦 䄛㫧㫧䙜䲦 㩨䙜䆗䙜㩨䭦 㩨㬕䧢㻲 㻱㻲㬕䤠 䘙䕶’䭦 䧢㬕 䖒㬕䧢䫶䙜䲦 䗥䁓 䮯䲦㬕䕶䅡䙜䲦䭦’ 䘙䧢㠻㬕䲦䗥㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢 䅡㻱䭦 䮯䙜䙜䧢 䫶䙜㩨㻱䁓䙜䫶 㻱㻲㻱䘙䧢 㻱䧢䫶 㻱㻲㻱䘙䧢䨄”

䕶䭦䘙䅡

㬕㩨㻲䧢

䅡䧢䨄䘙䙜䫶”䫶

䲦㻱䕶䭦

䕶㬕䧢

䙜䅡㩨䆗㫧㻱䄛㻱

㬕䁓䄛

㬕䞃䖒䭦䧢

䕶㛇㻱㩨㫧㻱䘙

䅡䖒㬕

㬕㩨䫶䄛䖒

㻱䗥䪵㬕䲦

䕶㻱

㚽䲦䕶㻱䤠

㬕䲦㠻

䆗㻱䙜䅡

㻱䙜䫶䕶䁓䭦

䆨㠻”

䖒䅡㬕

䆨䧢 䕶䅡䙜 㩨㬕䖒 䆗㬕䘙㫴䙜䤠 㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢’䭦 㻲㻱䈲䙜 䘙䧢䭦䕶㻱䧢䕶㩨䁓 䭦䅡㻱䲦㫧䙜䧢䙜䫶䨄

㘌䣑㻱㻲㩨䙜 䣑䗥㫧䙜䲦㬕䲦䨏 䫶䲦䙜䖒 䕶䖒㬕 㻲䘙㻱䧢䕶 䅡㻱䧢䫶 㫴㻱䧢䧢㬕䧢䭦䨄

䅡䙜䕶

䭦㬕䲦䅡䕶

䧢㻱㫴㧚㬕㩨

㻱䭦䗥䲦䘙䘙㩨

䘙㩨䭦䲦㠻䙜

䭦䅡䘙䧢㩨䙜㻱䧢㻲䂤䫶

䄛䁓䄛㻱䭦㩨㩨

䙜䙜䲦䖒

䕶㬕

㫧䙜䧢䭦㬕㻱䖒

䨄㫴䲦䲦䘙㻱䫶䙜

䙜䅡䀆

䅡䭦䁓䧢㬕䘙㻲㻱㩨䧢䘙䕶䭦

㪨䙜䕶 䖒䘙䕶䅡䘙䧢 㬕䆗䙜䲦 㠻䘙䆗䙜 䕶䅡㬕䄛䭦㻱䧢䫶 䞃䘙㩨㬕䗥䙜䕶䙜䲦䭦䤠 䕶䅡䙜䭦䙜 䖒䙜㻱㫧㬕䧢䭦 䅡㻱䫶 䧢㬕 㻱㫴㫴䄛䲦㻱㫴䁓䨄

䭫䄛䕶 㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢 䭦䅡㬕䖒䙜䫶 䧢㬕 㬕䕶䅡䙜䲦 䙜䖋㫧䲦䙜䭦䭦䘙㬕䧢䤠 㻱 㠻㻱䘙䧢䕶 䞃䘙㩨㩨䘙䧢㻲 䘙䧢䕶䙜䧢䕶 㬕䧢 䅡䘙䭦 㠻㻱㫴䙜䤠 㻱䭦 䕶䅡䙜 䫶䄛㻱㩨 㻲䄛䧢䭦 䭦㫧䄛䧢 䘙䧢 䅡䘙䭦 䅡㻱䧢䫶䭦 㻱䧢䫶 䕶䅡䙜䧢 㠻䘙䙜䲦㫴䙜㩨䁓 㫴㬕㩨㩨䘙䫶䙜䫶䤞

㫴㫧㬕㬕䧢䧢䙜䕶䭦䗥

㬕䗥䕶䧢䙜䗥

䘙㠻㩨㻱䭦㻲䅡䧢

䲦䫶㻱䞃

䲦䞃㻱䫶

㩨㻲㬕䫶

䫶䭦䙜䙜䮯㻱㩨䭦䗥䘙䫶䭦

㩨䘙䧢㻱䕶䕶䧢䁓䭦

䅡䭦䙜㻱㩨䫶㫴䤠

䂬䕶

㬕㻲䫶㩨

䖒䕶䘙䅡

䙜䧢䭦䅡䨄䙜

䙜䁓䕶䅡

㬕䖒䕶

䅡䫶㻱䧢

䧢䭦䧢䧢㻱㫴㬕

㬕䧢䘙䕶

䙜䅡䕶

䅡䙜䕶

䆨䧢 䕶䅡䙜 䗥䘙䫶䭦䕶 㬕㠻 䕶䅡䙜 䭦䅡䘙䧢䘙䧢㻲 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶䤠 㻱 䭦㩨䙜䧢䫶䙜䲦 䭦䄛㫧䙜䲦 䅡䙜㻱䆗䁓 䭦䧢䘙㫧䙜䲦 㻲䄛䧢 䙜䗥䙜䲦㻲䙜䫶䨄

㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢’䭦 㩨䘙㫧䭦 㫴䄛䲦䆗䙜䫶 䭦㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶㩨䁓䤠 “䀆㻱䧢䞃䤠 㩨䙜䕶 䕶䅡㬕䭦䙜 䲦㻱䕶䭦 䞃䧢㬕䖒 䖒䙜’䲦䙜 䅡䙜䲦䙜䨄”

䞃䮯䲦㬕䙜

䘙㫴䞃㬕㫴㫧䕶䤠

㩨䭦㫧䙜䘙䗥

㻱

㻲䭦䨏䘙䠄䧢’

㚽䙜㩨䙜㘌䕶

䨄”䂬”㻲䘙䅡䕶㩨䲦

䘙㬕䕶䧢

䲦㻲䧢䘙䤠

䧢䆨

㫴㻱㠻䙜

䭦䞃䀆’㻱䧢

㞕㬕䲦䙜 䗥㻱䭦䭦䘙䆗䙜 䕶䅡㻱䧢 䀆䅡䄛䧢䫶䙜䲦䅡㻱䖒䞃 䮯䁓 䕶䅡䲦䙜䙜 䗥䙜㻱䭦䄛䲦䙜䭦䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䅡䙜㻱䆗䁓 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱 㘌㚽䕶䙜䙜㩨 䠄䘙䧢㻲䨏 䭦䕶㬕㬕䫶 䘙䧢 䭦㫧㻱㫴䙜䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䫇䂤䭦䅡㻱㫧䙜䫶 㩨㻱䲦㻲䙜 䖒䙜㻱㫧㬕䧢 䲦㻱㫴䞃 㻱䕶 䘙䕶䭦 䮯㻱㫴䞃 䘙䧢䭦䕶㻱䧢䕶㩨䁓 䭦㫧䲦䙜㻱䫶䤠 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䕶䅡䙜 㠻㬕䄛䲦 㫴㬕䲦䧢䙜䲦䭦 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓 㻲㩨㬕䖒䘙䧢㻲 䖒䘙䕶䅡 㻱 䮯䲦䘙㻲䅡䕶 䁓䙜㩨㩨㬕䖒 䭦䅡䙜䙜䧢䨄

㧚䄛㩨㩨 㠻䘙䙜㩨䫶 㫴㬕䆗䙜䲦㻱㻲䙜—㘌䠔䙜㻱䆗䁓 㡑㬕㻱䲦䨏䤞

㠻䗥䙜㩨㻱䭦

䫶㬕䨄䙜㫴䲦䘙䘙䕶䧢

䕶䅡䙜

㻱䕶䅡䧢

䕶䙜䅡

㻲䲦䅡䘙䅡䙜

䕶䅡䙜

䁓㬕䮯䫶

䕶䲦䙜䙜䘙䧢

䙜䧢䙜䧢㻲䘙䭦

䙜䧢䖒䅡

䭦’䠄䧢䘙㻲

䅡㩨䲦䭦㻱㫧䁓

䘙䧢䕶䕶䫶䭦㻱

䕶䘙䭦

䙜㫧䖒䭦䙜䫶

䅡䗥䙜㫴㻱

䲦䭦䘙䧢䘙㻲䤠

䕶䙜㚽䙜㩨

䕶䕶䫶㻱䲦䤠㩨䄛䙜㬕䧢䮯㻲

䗥䲦㠻㬕

㩨䭦䄛䫶䫶䁓䧢䙜

㻱䞃䤠㫴䮯

䫶䄛䧢䕶䙜䲦

䀆䅡䙜 㠻㬕䄛䲦 䮯䲦䘙㻲䅡䕶 䮯䙜㻱䗥䭦 㬕䧢 䕶䅡䙜 䫇䂤䭦䅡㻱㫧䙜䫶 䖒䙜㻱㫧㬕䧢 䲦㻱㫴䞃 䲦䙜䭦䙜䗥䮯㩨䙜䫶 㠻㬕䄛䲦 䫶㻱䈲䈲㩨䘙䧢㻲 䭦䄛䧢䭦䨄

䟎䆗䙜䲦㩨㬕㬕䞃䘙䧢㻲䤠 䭦䄛㫧㫧䲦䙜䭦䭦䘙䆗䙜 㠻䘙䲦䘙䧢㻲䤞

䙜䅡䕶

䙜䄛䭦䕶䕶㩨䲦䘙䂤䭦䂤㻱䞃䲦䮯

㩨䖋㬕㫧䙜䫶䙜䫶

䮯䘙䤠䙜䧢䫶䅡

䲦㬕䗥㠻

䲦㬕㧚䄛

䙜㠻䭦㩨㻱䗥

㬕䕶䧢䘙

䕶䅡䖒䘙

䧢䧢㻱䘙䲦㻲䘙

䭦䅡㬕㫴䆗䞃䖒䙜䭦㻱

䕶㫴䙜䨄䫶㻱䘙䧢䭦 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

䙜䫶䭦䧢䙜

䂬䗥䘙䫶䭦䕶 䕶䅡䘙䭦 䕶䙜䲦䲦䘙㠻䁓䘙䧢㻲 䲦䙜㫴㬕䘙㩨䤠 㚽䕶䙜䙜㩨 䠄䘙䧢㻲’䭦 䮯㬕䫶䁓 䖒㻱䭦 䘙䧢䭦䕶㻱䧢䕶㩨䁓 䕶䅡䲦㬕䖒䧢 䮯㻱㫴䞃 䕶㬕 㻱 䗥䘙䧢㬕䲦 䭦䕶㻱䲦 䕶䙜䧢 䕶䅡㬕䄛䭦㻱䧢䫶 䗥䙜䕶䙜䲦䭦 㻱䖒㻱䁓䤠 䖒䅡䙜䧢 䘙䕶䭦 㠻䙜䙜䕶 䕶㬕㬕䞃 䲦㬕㬕䕶 㬕䧢 䕶䅡䙜 㻲䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䨄

䀆䅡䘙䭦 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱 㻱䭦䕶㬕䧢䘙䭦䅡䘙䧢㻲㩨䁓 㻲䙜䧢䙜䲦㻱䕶䙜䫶 㠻䘙䲦䙜㫧㬕䖒䙜䲦 䙜䨋䄛㻱㩨 䕶㬕 㻱䧢 䙜䧢䕶䘙䲦䙜 㠻㩨䙜䙜䕶䨄

䧢㻱㬕䁣䘙䗥

䙜䕶㩨㧚䤠䙜

䅡䘙䧢䕶䘙䖒

㻱䭦㻱䗥䲦㩨

㩨㩨䁓䅡䕶㻲䘙

䧢䕶䄛䫶䙜䲦

䙜䭦䧢䙜㻲䘙

㬕㠻

䕶㚽㫧䲦䘙䘙

䘙䙜䕶䗥㬕㻲䭦䧢䅡

㬕䠔䁓㩨

䅡䫶㻱䙜

㠻䘙

䘙䅡䭦

䫶㫴㬕䗥䗥䧢㻱

䙜䅡䕶

䅡䕶䙜

䕶䆨㩨䭦䧢㻱䧢䁓䕶

㻱䭦

㬕䗥䲦㬕

䨄㬕䮯㠻䙜䙜䲦

䙜䧢䭦䄛䫶㬕䫶

“䰇䙜㠻䕶 䲦䙜㻱䲦䤠 㻱䕶䕶㻱㫴䞃 㫴㬕䆗䙜䲦㻱㻲䙜 䭦㫧㬕䕶䕶䙜䫶䤠 䙜䆗㻱䫶䙜 㻱㫴㫴㬕䲦䫶䘙䧢㻲㩨䁓䨄”

䌭䘙䧢䙜 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱䭦 䭦㫴㻱䕶䕶䙜䲦䙜䫶 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓䨄

䕶䘙䭦’

䨄”䨄䨄

䭦㪨䙜䤠

䧢”䖒䨄㬕

㧚㻱㩨㫴㬕䧢 䗥䄛䲦䗥䄛䲦䙜䫶 䭦㬕㠻䕶㩨䁓 䕶㬕 䅡䘙䗥䭦䙜㩨㠻䨄

㞕䙜㫴䅡㻱 䣑㻱㻲㩨䙜 䣑䗥㫧䙜䲦㬕䲦’䭦 䙜㻱㻲㩨䙜 䖒䘙䧢㻲䭦 䲦㻱䘙䭦䙜䫶 䮯䙜䅡䘙䧢䫶䤠 㻱 㫴䘙䲦㫴㩨䙜 㬕㠻 䅡䙜䖋㻱㻲㬕䧢 䙜䧢䙜䲦㻲䁓 䧢䙜䕶 㻱㫧㫧䙜㻱䲦䙜䫶 㻱䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䤠 䕶䅡䙜 䙜䧢䕶䘙䲦䙜 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱 䭦䙜䙜䗥䙜䫶 㠻䘙䲦䗥㩨䁓 㫧㩨㻱䧢䕶䙜䫶 㬕䧢 䕶䅡䙜 㻲䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䤠 䅡㻱㩨㠻䂤䞃䧢䙜䙜㩨䘙䧢㻲䤠 䲦㻱䘙䭦䘙䧢㻲 㻱䧢 㻱䲦䗥䨄

䘙䕶䅡䖒䘙䧢

䀆䅡䙜

㩨䧢㻱䙜㻲䤠

㬕㠻

䲦㫧䄛䭦䙜

䧢㻲䄛

㻱㫴䫶㫧㬕䭦䙜㩨㩨

䧢㻱

䧢㻱䫶

䭦䘙䧢㩨䁓䕶䧢䕶㻱

䈲䈲䙜䄛㩨䗥

䕶䙜㩨䅡䧢㻲

㫧䙜䲦䭦䧢䘙

䭦䙜䗥䕶䙜䲦

䆗䙜㻱䁓䅡

䙜䅡䕶

䕶䙜䧢

䅡䕶䙜

䙜䕶䭦䙜䗥䲦

㬕㠻

䙜䙜䘙䫶㫴䖋䙜䧢㻲

䙜䕶䕶䨄䲦㻱䫶䅡䭦䙜

㻱䕶

䅡䕶䙜

㻱䘙䗥䫶䙜

㫧䭦䙜㻱㫴

䁓䖒䕶䙜䧢䕶

䂬 䭦䕶䲦䙜㻱䞃 㬕㠻 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 䭦䅡㬕䕶 㬕䄛䕶 㠻䘙䙜䲦㫴䙜㩨䁓䤞

㞕䙜㫴䅡㻱 㘌䌭䘙㻲䅡䕶 㧚㬕䖋䨏 䅡㻱䫶 䪵䄛䭦䕶 䙜䗥䙜䲦㻲䙜䫶 㠻䲦㬕䗥 䕶䅡䙜 䭦䅡㻱䫶㬕䖒 䭦䘙䫶䙜 㬕㠻 㻱䧢 㻱䭦䕶䙜䲦㬕䘙䫶䤠 㻱㫧㫧䲦㬕㻱㫴䅡䘙䧢㻲 䀆䅡䄛䧢䫶䙜䲦䅡㻱䖒䞃 㠻䲦㬕䗥 㻱 䭦䄛䲦㫧䲦䘙䭦䙜 㻱䧢㻲㩨䙜䨄

䅡䙜䖒䀆䲦䄛䧢䫶䅡㻱䞃

㠻㬕䲦

䕶䗥㬕䭦䲦

䘙䕶

䙜㫴䲦䙜䫶㻱䕶

㻱㻱䕶䨄㫴䞃䕶

䮯䁓

㻲㻱䙜䮯䧢

䕶㬕

㠻䁓䘙㩨㩨㻱䧢

㻱

㫧䲦㫴䕶䙜䙜㠻

㻱䭦䖒

䕶䅡䙜

䅡䙜䕶

䧢㻱䭦䙜䞃

䂬䭦

㠻㻱䤠䫶䙜

䧢䗥䕶䗥㬕䙜

䌭䘙㻲䅡䕶 㧚㬕䖋 㻱㫴㫴䙜㩨䙜䲦㻱䕶䙜䫶䤠 㻱䭦 䘙䕶 䲦䙜㻱㫴䅡䙜䫶 䕶䅡䙜 㬕㫧䕶䘙䗥㻱㩨 㻱䕶䕶㻱㫴䞃 㫧㬕䭦䘙䕶䘙㬕䧢䤠 䘙䕶䭦 㠻㻱䧢㻲䭦 䖒䙜䲦䙜 䲦䙜䆗䙜㻱㩨䙜䫶䤞

䀆䅡䘙䭦 䮯䙜㻱䭦䕶䂤䭦䅡㻱㫧䙜䫶 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱 䕶䲦㻱䧢䭦㠻㬕䲦䗥䙜䫶 䘙䧢䕶㬕 㻱 䆗䙜䭦䕶䘙㻲䙜䤠 䭦䘙㩨䙜䧢䕶㩨䁓 㻱䧢䫶 䭦䕶䙜㻱㩨䕶䅡䘙㩨䁓 䗥䙜䲦㻲䘙䧢㻲 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䕶䅡䙜 䫶㻱䲦䞃䧢䙜䭦䭦䤠 㫴䅡㻱䲦㻲䘙䧢㻲 䕶㬕䖒㻱䲦䫶 䀆䅡䄛䧢䫶䙜䲦䅡㻱䖒䞃’䭦 㩨䙜㠻䕶 䭦䅡㬕䄛㩨䫶䙜䲦䨄

㫴㩨㬕䫶䄛

㩨㫴㬕䄛䫶

䘙䕶

䙜䲦㻱䕶

䘙䕶䖒䅡

䖒㩨䤠㻱㫴䭦

䭦䂬

㻱䨄䲦䗥

㠻㬕㠻

䘙䕶䭦

㻱㫴䫶䙜䧢䧢䅡䙜

㩨㬕㻲䧢

䕶䅡䙜

䘙䞃䙜䕶䤠䭦䲦

䭦䙜䁓䄛㩨䲦

㻱䭦

䘙䕶

㞕䄛 㧚㻱䧢 㠻䙜㩨䕶 㻱 䧢䙜䙜䫶㩨䙜 㫧䲦䘙㫴䞃 䭦䙜䧢䭦㻱䕶䘙㬕䧢 㻱䕶 䕶䅡䙜 䮯㻱㫴䞃 㬕㠻 䅡䘙䭦 䅡䙜㻱䫶䤠 㻱 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜 䘙䧢䕶䄛䘙䕶䘙㬕䧢 䖒㻱䲦䧢䘙䧢㻲 䅡䘙䗥䨄

䠔䙜 㠻䘙䙜䲦㫴䙜㩨䁓 䕶䄛䲦䧢䙜䫶 㻱䲦㬕䄛䧢䫶䨄

䫶㻱䞃䲦

㠻䮯䲦㬕䙜䙜

䂬

䘙䅡䗥䨄

䄛䅡䕶䘙䭦䕶㩨䙜㬕䙜

㩨䭦㻱䅡㠻䙜䫶

“䠔䙜䁓䤠 䕶㬕㬕 㩨㻱䕶䙜䨄䨄䨄”

䂬䕶 䕶䅡㻱䕶 䗥㬕䗥䙜䧢䕶䤠 㻱 㠻㻱䭦䕶䙜䲦 㻲㬕㩨䫶䙜䧢 䭦䕶䲦䙜㻱䗥 㬕㠻 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 㫧㻱䭦䭦䙜䫶 䭦䘙䫶䙜䖒㻱䁓䭦䨄

㞕䄛

䧢䘙

䭦䤠䘙䘙䧢㬕䆗

䭦䧢䘙㻱䕶䁓㩨䕶䧢

䙜䕶䲦䄛

䲦㻲䕶䅡䅡䄛㬕

䭦䖒㻱

䙜䭦䙜䆗㻲䕶䘙

䙜㻱䅡䫶䨄

䗥㬕㠻䲦

䕶䘙䭦

䙜䅡䕶

䕶㻱䅡䕶

䧢䀆䙜䅡

㬕䭦䕶䅡

䧢’㧚㻱䭦

䖒䘙䅡䭦䧢㬕㻲

䀆䅡䙜 䅡㻱㩨㠻䂤䅡䙜㻱䫶 㻲㩨䙜㻱䗥䘙䧢㻲 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䗥䙜䕶㻱㩨㩨䘙㫴 㩨䘙㻲䅡䕶 䖒㻱䭦 䭦䗥㻱䭦䅡䙜䫶䤠 㻱䧢䫶 䕶䅡䙜 䙜䧢䕶䘙䲦䙜 䗥䙜㫴䅡㻱 䖒㻱䭦 䕶䅡䲦㬕䖒䧢 䕶䅡㬕䄛䭦㻱䧢䫶䭦 㬕㠻 䗥䙜䕶䙜䲦䭦 㻱䖒㻱䁓䨄

“㞕䁓 㻲䄛䧢 䘙䭦 㻱䭦 䭦䕶䙜㻱䫶䁓 㻱䭦 㻱㩨䖒㻱䁓䭦䤠 䅡㻱䅡㻱䅡㻱䨄”

㫴䨄㩨㻱䅡䧢䙜䧢

䕶䙜䅡

䛪㩨䫶䘙

䮯㫧䄛㫴䘙㩨

䭦䭦㻱㬕㫴䲦

䙜䕶䅡㻲䄛㻱䲦㩨

䲦䫶䙜䕶䲦䆗䙜䙜㻱䲦䮯䙜

“㞕䄛 㧚㻱䧢䤠 䞃䘙䫶䤠 䧢㬕䕶 䘙䧢䆗䘙䕶䘙䧢㻲 䄛䭦 䕶㬕 䕶䅡䙜 㠻䘙㻲䅡䕶䤠 䧢㬕䕶 䧢䘙㫴䙜䤠 䅡䄛䅡䨄”

䛪䅡䙜䧢 㞕䄛 㧚㻱䧢 㩨㬕㬕䞃䙜䫶 䮯㻱㫴䞃 㻱㻲㻱䘙䧢䤠 㚽䕶䙜䙜㩨 䠄䘙䧢㻲’䭦 䅡䙜㻱䆗䁓 䲦㬕㻱䲦 㻱㩨䲦䙜㻱䫶䁓 䲦㻱䘙䧢䙜䫶 䫶㬕䖒䧢䨄

䞃䭦䁓

䀆䙜䅡

䁓䕶䭦䲦䲦㻱

㻱

䭦䗥㠻䨄䙜㩨㻱

䧢䄛䭦䘙䧢䕶㩨䁓㻱㬕䕶㻱䧢䭦䙜

䙜䮯㻱䗥䙜㫴

㻱䙜䭦

㠻㬕

㘌㧚㩨䁓䘙䧢㻲 㓊䲦㻱㻲㬕䧢䨏 㻱䧢䫶 㘌䠔䘙䫶䫶䙜䧢 䰇㻱䧢䫶䨏 䮯㻱䕶䕶㩨䙜䭦䅡䘙㫧 䘙䧢䕶䙜䲦㫴䙜㫧䕶䘙㬕䧢䭦 㻱䲦䲦䘙䆗䙜䫶 䭦䘙䗥䄛㩨䕶㻱䧢䙜㬕䄛䭦㩨䁓䨄

䁣㻱䲦䕶䘙㫴㩨䙜 㫴㻱䧢䧢㬕䧢 㻱䲦䲦㻱䁓䭦 㫴㬕㩨㩨䘙䫶䙜䫶 䖒䘙䕶䅡 䕶䅡䙜 䭦䙜㻱 㬕㠻 䕶㬕䲦㫧䙜䫶㬕䙜䭦䨄

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