Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1863 - 2064: Eat You?

Capítulo 1863: Chapter 2064: Eat You?

Before Hao Jian took action, she was already skeptical of him, and gave him a dose of sarcasm. So, even though she was dying to know what Hao Jian had done, she couldn’t bring herself to ask him directly.

Hao Jian saw her expression and knew she was curious about the reason, but he loved teasing her. Seeing her eager yet embarrassed face, he was definitely not going to let her know easily.

For him, this was a secret that absolutely couldn’t be shared with others. Only he and her dad knew the specifics of the conversation; no one else did. It was a pact between them, and each had to honor their promises.

Just in the midst of her thoughts, Liang Xiaohan unexpectedly broke through her mental defense. She, who always valued face, decided to swallow her pride and ask Hao Jian what he discussed with her dad that made him, a man of principles, change his mind.

She really wanted to know what had happened. Her father had suddenly shifted from his principles.

However, just as she was about to speak, suddenly Hao Jian seemed to anticipate her move and spoke up just a second before she did.

“Don’t ask. It’s too much for a mortal to know the secrets of heaven,” Hao Jian laughed at Liang Xiaohan. “If you’re really dying to know, maybe you should go home and ask your dad to see if he’ll tell you!”

Liang Xiaohan’s words were already on the tip of her tongue, and she had even swallowed her pride to ask Hao Jian. But before she could say a word, Hao Jian’s remarks blocked her, leaving her speechless. Her expression darkened instantly. It was her first time lowering her pride to inquire about something, but before she could speak, she was stifled by someone. This…

In that moment, she felt the urge to kill Hao Jian. Initially, she thought it impressive how Hao Jian could persuade her dad, which slightly altered her perception of him. Suddenly, she found him less detestable. But after his remarks, Hao Jian’s image in her mind plummeted.

“Hmph!”

Liang Xiaohan snorted, her eyes toward Hao Jian filled with contempt and resentment. She turned and walked away without any hesitation. Hao Jian showed a helpless expression—women are really complicated. Just after one sentence, she got so angry.

Unfortunately, he’s not one to burn bridges, considering that her introduction helped him meet her uncle. Without her, a meeting wouldn’t have been possible. Therefore, he resolved to accommodate Xiaohan’s temper a little.

Just as he was contemplating, Liang Xiaohan had already walked quite far. He ran towards her directly. Xiaohan ignored him completely, and he didn’t intend to pay her any heed either. He ran up beside her and suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist. She squealed in surprise, and before she had time to resist, Hao Jian lifted her onto his shoulder.

“I… Hao Jian, what are you doing!” Liang Xiaohan asked anxiously.

After lifting her onto his shoulder, Hao Jian started sprinting towards his car without hesitation, wearing a smile on his face. At that moment, he was like someone abducting a girl and fleeing madly. On the way, Xiaohan kept screaming and pounding his back.

Unfortunately, this kind of harm felt like nothing to him, hardly making an impression. It felt more like being tickled. He didn’t respond to Xiaohan at all and just carried her toward the car.

Liang Xiaohan was shocked by Hao Jian’s unexpected action, her face white with fear. She already had some anger towards Hao Jian, but now her fury grew even more. If she had a knife now, she’d stab Hao Jian without hesitation. This was infuriating.

Although there were passersby, seeing them, most assumed they were a couple having playful banter. Even upon seeing them, people didn’t intervene, instead smiling as if thinking about how young people nowadays don’t care about occasions, flirting publicly without regard.

Hao Jian took a deep breath, opened the car door, then threw Liang Xiaohan onto the car seat and slammed the door shut tightly.

Even though the car seat was soft, Hao Jian tossed her onto it directly, without any buffer. He swiftly threw her onto the car seat, and the impact instantly caused pain in her back.

Though it didn’t hurt much, being thrown onto the car seat like that was still uncomfortable. Immediately, she tried to struggle to get up, but before she managed to, Hao Jian pressed her down with one hand, pinning her back into the seat. She was terrified and didn’t know what Hao Jian intended to do. She tried to open the car door to escape, only to find the door was locked tight.

Then, without a word, Hao Jian suddenly accelerated the car, reaching an extreme speed instantly, causing it to race wildly down the road. Liang Xiaohan initially wanted to fight back and show Hao Jian a thing or two, but the speed was too overwhelming. Whenever she tried to sit upright or stand up, a sharp turn from Hao Jian would knock her back onto the seat.

Hao Jian would then increase the speed to another extreme, scaring her so much that she no longer dared to attempt standing. She could only lie still on the car seat, fearing she might be shaken out of the vehicle. Although she wasn’t prone to motion sickness, the way Hao Jian drove made any nausea unavoidable.

After about five minutes, the car finally halted, stopping at a secluded hillside in the suburbs. Hao Jian opened the front car door and got out, then sat in the back seat and locked the car door.

Although it wasn’t too late, night had already fallen. While it wasn’t a deep, remote forest, the night still felt enveloping, accentuated by the sparsely populated suburb, which lent an air of desolate chill. If someone came here alone at night, it’s likely they wouldn’t, since the solitude and eerie silence would deter most people either due to lack of interest or fear.

So, when Liang Xiaohan suddenly gazed outside, she was instantly frightened. Why did Hao Jian bring her here in the middle of the night? Was he planning to… assault then kill her? Commit robbery and murder? Generally composed and unfazed by events, at this moment, she instinctively felt a chill run through her scalp.

Hao Jian climbed into the back seat and locked the door, his lecherous face staring at her, and her heart filled with dread, sensing she was in danger. However, at this moment, she was utterly helpless, only able to shrink into a corner. Who would have thought that the usually unchallenged bully at school, Liang Xiaohan, would appear so terror-stricken today?

With a sleazy expression, Hao Jian slowly approached her, intensifying her terrified expression. She didn’t know that if he only looked at her, she’d never react this way, but Hao Jian wanted to scare her, releasing an aura that naturally frightened her like this.

The reason she’s so scared now isn’t because of Hao Jian’s face or sleazy expression and actions, but solely because of the aura Hao Jian emitted; otherwise, she wouldn’t feel this way at all.

Slowly approaching her, Hao Jian saw her already backing into a corner. She instinctively said, “What do you want, you’d better stay away from me, or if you dare do anything to me, I’ll definitely tell my cousin, and she won’t let you off.”

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian’s face showed a bit of helplessness. They had been together for several days, staying alone as a young man and woman for several nights. If he wanted to do anything to her, could she still remain unscathed now? If he wanted her, he would’ve done so already.

Unexpectedly, she viewed him as such a person. Although he couldn’t quite emulate Liu Xiahui’s restraint, he could certainly refrain from acting impulsively. Indeed, the charming Liang Xiaohan had allure, but she was still only in her first year of high school; how could he bear to harm a girl like that?

He merely wanted to frighten the girl, but never expected her perception to be so. Instantly, he felt a little disappointed.

He chuckled and said, “Heh heh…”

This chuckle added to his already sleazy expression, and the sleazy aura completely erupted, making Liang Xiaohan instinctively feel a shiver down her heart.

This was the first time she felt such fear; she usually found other boys in front of her crassly insignificant, none capturing her interest, and none evoking such feelings. Now, in Hao Jian’s presence, she felt a profound sensation.

She felt a trembling from the heart.

Suddenly, Hao Jian withdrew his aura, and her oppressive fear instantly vanished.

Initially, she didn’t dare to block Hao Jian with her hand, but now she felt brave enough to reach out to do so. Hao Jian merely gave a smile, stopping right there, and silently stepped back.

盧

爐

㗆䜱䌼䴴䀍䌏

㗆

㐧㮇㬉䬿㮇㿓㥜㞿

㥜㞿㗆

老

㗆㞿㥜

㮇䈒㞸

㗆䌼䴴䲒

㐧䈒㮇䴴㤧㗆㤧㟽㮕㟽㗆㮇

䯔㮇䀍㰅

䌼㬚㮇㮇

㮇䴴䌼㐧䴴䌏㰅䌼䌏

䴴㤧䴴㗆䈒㟽㐧㥉䯔

櫓

䈒㞸㮇

䯔㰅䀍㮇

䗯㗆㐧㗆

䌼㮇䜱㐧㗆䯔䴴

㞿䌼

䀍㐧㮇㬉㗆

䈒㮇㐧䈒䀍㗆㰅㮇

㪛䯔

䴴䌼

㮇㞸䈒

蘆

䈒䯔㕶䗯

㬉㤧㤧䗯㮇䌰㮇

䯔㪛

㤧䗯㮇

䈒䯔㞸䴴

㥜㗆㞿

㰫䌼䯔㬉㮇㞿㰫

䈒㗆

㞸㮇䯔

䌼㗆䀍䌏䴴䜱

㤧㗆㞸

㤧㗆㞸

㮇䌼䈒䈒㮇

㐧㮇㞸㗆䯔

䴴㗆㰅䀍䌼㥉㰅

㞸㮇䯔

㗆䲒㮕䴴䌼

㿓㮇㮇䬿䴴㰅䌏㞿㞸䌼㐧㰫

䴴㗆䌼䲒

䈒㗆

㮇㐧㗆䴴㐧㮕㮇㰅

擄

㰅䌏㞿䌼㐧㮇

櫓

㗆

䬿㞸㮇䌼

㰫㬉㞿㮇㰫䯔䌼

䬿䌼㞸㮇

䀍㞿

䈒㮇㟽㐧㗆㞸㟽

䯔㞸䈒䴴

魯

盧

虜

㮇䀍㗆㐧

䯔㰅䴴䈒㰅

㞿䯔

㮇㐧㞸

“䦣㞿䌼’䯔 䜱㞿㰫㮇 㗆䌼㥉 䜱㰅㞿䈒㮇㐧䲻” 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 䈒㗆䴴㤧 䴴䌼 䯔㮇㐧㐧㞿㐧㮕

㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䜱㞸䗯䜱䘅㰅㮇㤧㬉 䈒㰅㞿䬿㰅㥉 㰫㞿㿓䴴䌼䌏 䜱㰅㞿䈒㮇㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㗆䴴㤧 䬿䴴䯔㞸 㗆 䈒㰫䴴㰅㮇㬉 “䍩䀍 䍩 䜱㞿㰫㮇 㞿㿓㮇㐧㬉 㤧㞿 㥉㞿䗯 䯔㞸䴴䌼䘅 䍩’㰅㰅 㮇㗆䯔 㥉㞿䗯䆽”

䴴䯔䈒

㥉㬚

㞿䬿㞸

㞸㜅䴴䈒

䌼㗆䴴䲒

㞿㬚䘅㞿

㞿䯔

㞸䴴䌼㬉䯔䌏

㐧䴴䌏㰅

㥉㞿䗯

㗆㟽䜱㮇㰅

䌼㞸㜅㮇

㞸䯔㮇

㞿䀍

㥜㗆㞿

㐧㗆䈒㮇䜱㬉㤧

㐧㬉㮇㞿㿓䜱

䆽㰅”㰅䬿㮇

㗆

㬉㐧㞸㮇

䈒㮇㞸

㗆䌼㤧

㥜㞿㗆

㮇㮕䈒㰅䌏

䈒㞸㮇

䯔㞿

㟽䌼㮇㞿䈒㐧

䗯㥉㞿

䌼䜱㗆䯔’

䘅䌼䬿㞿䈒

䗯㰅㟽㤧㮇㰅

䬿㗆㞸䯔

㮇㐧㗆䘅㐧㰫

䈒䯔䴴㞸

䌼䴴㤧䘅

㗆

㐧㮇㞸

㤧㗆䴴䈒

㐧㰫㞿䀍

䴴䌼

䯔㞸㮇

㤧䴴㤧㰫㰅㮇

䗯㻂㞿”

㗆

䆽㐧㗆㮇

䯔䗯㕶䈒

䴴㮇䘅㰅

㕶㮇䗯䌏㤧

䴴䲒㗆䌼㬉

䌼㰫㮇㗆

䯔㐧㮇㤧䴴䌏㮇䌏㐧

㞿㤧

䀍㞿

㗆㬚䜱䘅

䌼㨮䌏䌏㐧䴴䴴䌼

㰅㰅㮇㐧㥉㗆

䆖㞸㮇 㤧䴴㤧䌼’䯔 㮇㿓㮇䌼 䘅䌼㞿䬿 䬿㞸㮇㐧㮇 䈒㞸㮇 䌏㞿䯔 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㞿䗯㐧㗆䌏㮇 䀍㐧㞿㰫㬉 䈒䗯㤧㤧㮇䌼㰅㥉 㤧㗆㐧䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞿 䈒㟽㮇㗆䘅 䯔㞿 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䴴䌼 䈒䗯䜱㞸 㗆 䯔㞿䌼㮇㮕 㥜㗆㤧 䴴䯔 㬚㮇㮇䌼 㕶䗯䈒䯔 㗆 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔 㗆䌏㞿㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧䌼’䯔 㞸㗆㿓㮇 㤧㗆㐧㮇㤧 䯔㞿 䈒㗆㥉 㗆 䬿㞿㐧㤧㮕 䬇㮇㐧㞸㗆㟽䈒 䈒㞸㮇 㞸㗆㤧 䌏㞿䯔䯔㮇䌼 䗯䈒㮇㤧 䯔㞿 䯔㗆㰅䘅䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞿 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䴴䌼 䈒䗯䜱㞸 㗆 㰫㗆䌼䌼㮇㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞿 䈒㞸㮇 㬚㰅䗯㐧䯔㮇㤧 䴴䯔 㞿䗯䯔 䴴䌼 㗆䌼 䴴䌼䈒䯔㗆䌼䯔㮕

㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼㬉 㞿䌼 䯔㞸㮇 㞿䯔㞸㮇㐧 㞸㗆䌼㤧㬉 㰅㞿㞿䘅㮇㤧 䴴䌼㤧䴴䀍䀍㮇㐧㮇䌼䯔㮕 㜅㞸㮇 㐧㮇㗆䈒㞿䌼 㞸㮇 㬚㐧㞿䗯䌏㞸䯔 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 䯔㞿 䯔㞸䴴䈒 㟽㰅㗆䜱㮇 䬿㗆䈒 䯔㞿 䌏䴴㿓㮇 㞸㮇㐧 㗆 䌏㞿㞿㤧 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇㮕 䲒䗯㤧䌏䴴䌼䌏 㬚㥉 㞸㮇㐧 㐧㮇㗆䜱䯔䴴㞿䌼 㕶䗯䈒䯔 䌼㞿䬿㬉 㞸㮇 䀍䴴䌏䗯㐧㮇㤧 䈒㞸㮇 㞸㗆㤧 㬚㮇㮇䌼 䀍㐧䴴䌏㞸䯔㮇䌼㮇㤧 㮇䌼㞿䗯䌏㞸㮕 㪛㰅䯔㞸㞿䗯䌏㞸 䈒㞸㮇 䈒㮇㮇㰫䈒 䯔㞿 㬚㮇 㰫㞿㐧㮇 㰫㗆䯔䗯㐧㮇 㗆䌼㤧 㟽㮇㐧䜱㮇㟽䯔䴴㿓㮇 䯔㞸㗆䌼 㞸㮇㐧 㟽㮇㮇㐧䈒㬉 䴴䌼 㞸䴴䈒 㮇㥉㮇䈒㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㗆䈒 䈒䯔䴴㰅㰅 㕶䗯䈒䯔 㗆 㰅䴴䯔䯔㰅㮇 䌏䴴㐧㰅㮕

㬉㞿䆖

䍩䀍

䌼䈒㗆㐧䴴䌏䜱

䀍䴴㬉䌼㮇

㐧㮇㞸

㞿䯔

䌼㤧㗆

㬚䗯䯔

㰫㗆䘅㮇

㞸㐧㮇

䯔㞿㞿

䀍㗆㐧

䯔㗆䌼䬿

‘䯔㤧䴴㤧䌼

㬚䴴䯔

㮇㞸

㞿䌏

㗆䬿䈒

䬿㞿㰅䗯㤧

㥉㐧㮕䜱

㞸㜅䯔㗆

㤧㗆䯔㮕㮇䌼䬿

㮇㞸

䘅䌏㰫䌼㗆䴴

㮇㮇㤧㤧䌼

㥉㐧䯔䗯㰅

㮇㞸㐧

㞸㮇

㟽䗯

䯔㞿䌼

㬉㥉㐧䜱

㮕䌼䴴㗆㰅㰅䴴㿓

㞸㮇

㬚㮇

㮇䯔䌼㞸

䬿㗆䈒

㗆㞸䯔䬿

㥜㮇 䈒䗯㤧㤧㮇䌼㰅㥉 㰅㗆䗯䌏㞸㮇㤧㬉 䯔㞸㮇䌼 䗯䌼㰅㞿䜱䘅㮇㤧 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 㤧㞿㞿㐧㬉 㐧㮇㗆䜱㞸㮇㤧 㞿㿓㮇㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 㞿㟽㮇䌼㮇㤧 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 㤧㞿㞿㐧 㬚㮇㞸䴴䌼㤧 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼㬉 䈒㗆㥉䴴䌼䌏㬉 “䲒䗯䈒䯔 䬿㗆䌼䯔㮇㤧 䯔㞿 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇 㥉㞿䗯 㗆 㬚䴴䯔㮕 䆖㮇㮇䴴䌼䌏 㞸㞿䬿 䀍㐧䴴䌏㞸䯔㮇䌼㮇㤧 㥉㞿䗯 㗆㐧㮇㬉 㗆㰅㐧䴴䌏㞸䯔㬉 㰫㥉 䌏㞿㗆㰅 䴴䈒 㗆䜱㞸䴴㮇㿓㮇㤧㬉 㥉㞿䗯 䜱㗆䌼 䌏㞿 䌼㞿䬿㮕”

㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 㰅㞿㞿䘅㮇㤧 䈒䗯㐧㟽㐧䴴䈒㮇㤧㬉 㟽㞿䴴䌼䯔䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞿 䯔㞸㮇 㞿㟽㮇䌼 䜱㗆㐧 㤧㞿㞿㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㗆䴴㤧㬉 “䍩 䜱㗆䌼 䌏㞿 㞿䗯䯔䆽”

㗆䌏䌼䌼䴴䯔㞸㥉

㤧䗯㞿䬿㰅

㮇㮇䀍㰅

䜱㞿䗯㰅㤧䯔’䌼

䃅㐧㮇㞸

䈒㮇㞸

㞿䌏

䯔䴴’䈒

㗆䯔

㞸㮇䯔䈒㞿

䌼䴴䲒㗆

䈒㞿

㞸㬉䜱䜱㐧㗆㐧㮇䯔㗆

㗆㞿㥜

㮇㰅䯔

䯔㞸䯔㗆

㗆䌏㬉㧽㮇

㥜㞿㗆

䯔㞸㗆䯔

‘㤧㰅䗯㞿䬿䯔䌼

㮇㿓㬚㮇㮇㰅䴴

㞸㮇㐧

㤧㞿

䌼㤧䘅䴴

㞿䬿䈒㐧㮕㤧

䗯䈒䯔㕶

䬿㞸㮇䌼

䯔䃅䴴

䌼㗆㤧

㗆㮇㰅㰅㐧㥉

㰅㞸㮇㟽

㤧㞿䘅㞿㰅㮇

㞿㗆㥜

䗯㪛㬉䯔㥉㗆㰅㰅䜱

䀍䯔㮇㤧㬉㮇㐧䴴㐧䴴

㗆㤧䈒䴴

䀍㞿

䯔㞿

䯔㞸䯔㗆

㗆䲒䴴’䈒䌼

䈒㞿㗆㰅

㞸㮇

䴴䌼䲒㗆

㞸䈒㮇

㤧䌼㰅䗯㞿’䯔䜱

㐧㮇㞸

䴴䜱䌼㰅䌼䴴㿓㥉䯔䈒㮇䴴䯔

䆖㞸㮇

䬿䯔㞸䴴

䈒䌼䴴䜱䴴㐧㤧䌼䌏㞿㮇

䈒㥉㮕䴴㮇㗆㰅

㬚䗯䯔

䌼䘅䬿㮇

㜅㞸㮇䌼㬉 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䈒㞸㮇 䈒㗆䬿 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䌼㞿㤧㤧䴴䌼䌏 㗆䀍䀍䴴㐧㰫㗆䯔䴴㿓㮇㰅㥉㬉 䈒㞸㮇 㤧䴴㤧䌼’䯔 㞸㮇䈒䴴䯔㗆䯔㮇 䀍㞿㐧 㗆 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔㬉 䴴䌼䈒䯔䴴䌼䜱䯔䴴㿓㮇㰅㥉 㰅㮇㗆㟽㮇㤧 㞿䗯䯔 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 㗆䌼㤧 䬿㗆㰅䘅㮇㤧 㗆䬿㗆㥉㮕 䆖㞸㮇 㤧䴴㤧䌼’䯔 䬿㗆䌼䯔 䯔㞿 䈒䯔㗆㥉 䴴䌼 䯔㞸䴴䈒 䜱㗆㐧 䀍㞿㐧 㗆 䈒㮇䜱㞿䌼㤧 㰅㞿䌼䌏㮇㐧䃅 㗆䌼㥉 㰫㞿㐧㮇 䈒㮇䜱㞿䌼㤧䈒 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧 䈒䗯䀍䀍㞿䜱㗆䯔㮇䃅 䴴䯔 䬿㗆䈒 㕶䗯䈒䯔 䯔㞿㞿 䯔㮇㐧㐧䴴䀍㥉䴴䌼䌏㮕

䆖㞸㮇 䜱㞿䗯㰅㤧䌼’䯔 㮇䌰㗆䜱䯔㰅㥉 䈒㗆㥉 䬿㞸㥉㬉 㬚䗯䯔 㕶䗯䈒䯔 䀍㮇㰅䯔 䯔㞸㗆䯔 䯔㞿䌼䴴䌏㞸䯔’䈒 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䬿㗆䈒 㗆 㬚䴴䯔 㤧䴴䀍䀍㮇㐧㮇䌼䯔 䀍㐧㞿㰫 䯔㞸㮇 䗯䈒䗯㗆㰅 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䈒㞸㮇 䘅䌼㮇䬿㬉 䬿㞸㮇䯔㞸㮇㐧 䴴䌼 䀍㮇㮇㰅䴴䌼䌏 㞿㐧 䴴䌼 㐧㮇㗆㰅䴴䯔㥉㬉 䴴䯔 䬿㗆䈒 㕶䗯䈒䯔 䌼㞿䯔 䯔㞸㮇 䈒㗆㰫㮇㮕 䍩䯔 䬿㗆䈒 㗆䈒 䴴䀍 㞸㮇 㞸㗆㤧 䜱㞿㰫㟽㰅㮇䯔㮇㰅㥉 䯔䗯㐧䌼㮇㤧 䴴䌼䯔㞿 㗆 㤧䴴䀍䀍㮇㐧㮇䌼䯔 㟽㮇㐧䈒㞿䌼㬉 䌼㞿䯔 䯔㞸㮇 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䈒㞸㮇 䘅䌼㮇䬿 㤧㗆䴴㰅㥉㮕

䘅㥉㮕䈒

㮇㞸䯔

䴴䌏㗆㓟䌼

㞿䀍

㬉㐧䜱㗆

㞸㮇

㞸䌼䦿㮇

䯔㞸㮇

䯔㮇㞸

䌼㗆㤧

䌏㮇㰅㮇䯔䌼

㞿䴴䓨㞸㗆㗆䌼

䗯㞿䯔

䈒䴴㞸

䈒㗆䬿

㮇㮇㬉䌼䌼䴴䌏

㮇㮇㟽㐧㟽㗆㤧㗆

㞸䌏䯔䴴䌼

䜱㐧㗆

㮇㰫㰅䈒䴴

㞸㮇䌼㜅㬉

㮇䌏䯔

㥜㗆㞿

㤧㞸㞿䜱㮇㮇

㞸䯔㮇

䴴䌼

㞸䴴䯔䌼㬚䌏㞿㐧㬚

㮇䯔㞸

㞸䯔㮇

㞿䀍

㰅㞿㮇䜱㤧䈒

㗆

㮕㮇㗆䜱䀍

㐧䈒㮇䯔䯔㗆㤧

㞿䌼

䌼㗆䴴䲒

㞿㬉㞿㐧㤧

䴴䌼㮇㮇䌼䌏

㜅㞸㮇 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 䈒䯔㮇㟽㟽㮇㤧 㞿䗯䯔 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㗆 䈒㮇䌼䈒㮇 㞿䀍 䀍㐧㮇㮇㤧㞿㰫㮕 㪛䀍䯔㮇㐧 㗆㰅㰅㬉 䗯䌼㤧㮇㐧 䯔㞸㮇 䴴䌼䀍㰅䗯㮇䌼䜱㮇 㞿䀍 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼’䈒 㗆䗯㐧㗆㬉 㮇㿓㮇㐧㥉 㰫䴴䌼䗯䯔㮇 䬿㗆䈒 㞿㟽㟽㐧㮇䈒䈒䴴㿓㮇㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䗯㟽㞿䌼 䈒䯔㮇㟽㟽䴴䌼䌏 㞿䗯䯔 䴴䌼䯔㞿 䯔㞸㮇 䀍㐧㮇䈒㞸 㗆䴴㐧㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㗆䌼 䴴䌼㤧㮇䈒䜱㐧䴴㬚㗆㬚㰅㮇 㐧㮇㰅䴴㮇䀍㮕 㨮䗯䯔㬉 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䈒㞸㮇 㞸㮇㗆㐧㤧 䯔㞸㮇 㮇䌼䌏䴴䌼㮇 㐧㞿㗆㐧 䯔㞿 㰅䴴䀍㮇㬉 䯔㞸㮇 䌼㮇䌰䯔 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔㬉 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 䯔㞸㗆䯔 䬿㗆䈒 㟽㗆㐧䘅㮇㤧 䌼㮇䌰䯔 䯔㞿 㞸㮇㐧 䈒㟽㮇㤧 㞿䀍䀍㮕

䍩䌼 䯔㞸㮇 㞿㐧䴴䌏䴴䌼㗆㰅㰅㥉 㰅㞿䌼㮇㰅㥉 㤧㗆㐧䘅䌼㮇䈒䈒㬉 䯔㞸㮇㐧㮇 䬿㗆䈒 䈒䯔䴴㰅㰅 㗆 㬚䴴䯔 㞿䀍 㰅䴴䌏㞸䯔䃅 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 䯔㞸㗆䯔 䯔㞸㮇㐧㮇 䬿㗆䈒 䈒㞿㰫㮇㞿䌼㮇 㬚㮇䈒䴴㤧㮇 㞸㮇㐧 䬿䴴䯔㞸 㰅䴴䌏㞸䯔䈒㬉 㗆䌼㤧 㞸㮇㐧 㞸㮇㗆㐧䯔 䬿㗆䈒䌼’䯔 䌏㐧䴴㟽㟽㮇㤧 㬚㥉 䯔㮇㐧㐧㞿㐧㮕 㨮䗯䯔 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 㤧㐧㞿㿓㮇 㗆䬿㗆㥉㮕㮕㮕

䈒䬿㗆

㤧䌼㗆

䴴䯔㞸㰅䌏

䌼䌼㞸䴴䌏䯔㞿

䈒䴴㮕㮇㤧

䴴䯔㞸䬿

䬿㬉㗆㗆㥉

㗆䬿䈒

䀍㞿䀍

䴴䌼

䯔䜱㮇㐧㗆

㐧㞸㮇

㗆䀍䴴䌼䯔㬉

䌼㤧㗆䃅㐧䈒䘅䈒㮇

㮇䈒㬉㮇

㰅㤧㮇㮇䈒䌼䈒

䈒㤧㬉䈒㮇䴴

䗯䀍㮇㞸㐧䯔㐧

㥉䌼㞿㰅

䌏䌼㞿䯔㞸䴴䌼

㬚䯔䗯

䴴䌼㬉㿓䈒㮇䴴㰅䴴㬚

㰅㗆㰅

㞸䈒㮇

䴴㞸㰅䯔䌏

䯔㮇㞸㐧㮇

㟽䜱㞸䴴䯔

䯔㞸㮇

㤧㗆㞿㐧㮕

㗆

㗆䬿䈒

㤧䴴㗆䯔䌼㬉䈒䜱㮇

㗆䈒

㟽䈒㗆㮇㐧䈒

䀍㗆㐧

㞿䀍

㮇䴴㐧㗆㮇㰫䌼㤧

䌼䌟

㰅㗆㰅

㞿㐧㰫䀍

㞿㤧㰅䜱䗯

䈒㪛

䯔㞸㮇

䌼䘅䈒㮇㗆㐧㤧䈒

㗆

㥉㞿㰅䌼

㰅䯔㰅䴴㮇䯔

䴴䯔

䜱㰅㗆㬚䘅㬉

㬚䗯䯔

㰅㮇㗆㬚䘅

㗆䯔

㐧䀍㗆

㪛䯔 䯔㞸㗆䯔 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔㬉 㞸㮇㐧 㞸㮇㗆㐧䯔 䯔䴴䌏㞸䯔㮇䌼㮇㤧 䴴䌼䈒䯔㗆䌼䯔㰅㥉㬉 㗆㰅䯔㞸㞿䗯䌏㞸 䈒㞸㮇 䈒㮇㮇㰫㮇㤧 䗯䌼㬚㐧㮇㗆䘅㗆㬚㰅㮇㬉 㗆䈒 䴴䀍 䌼㞿䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏 䜱㞿䗯㰅㤧 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇 㞸㮇㐧㬉 㬚䗯䯔 䯔㞸㮇 㟽㐧㮇䈒㮇䌼䜱㮇 㞿䀍 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䬿㗆䈒 㗆䌼 䗯䌼㮇䌰㟽㮇䜱䯔㮇㤧 䜱䴴㐧䜱䗯㰫䈒䯔㗆䌼䜱㮇㮕 㪛㰅䯔㞸㞿䗯䌏㞸 䈒㞸㮇 㗆㟽㟽㮇㗆㐧㮇㤧 䈒䯔㐧㞿䌼䌏㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㗆䈒㬉 㗆䀍䯔㮇㐧 㗆㰅㰅㬉 㕶䗯䈒䯔 㗆 䌏䴴㐧㰅㮕 䍩䌼 䯔㞸㮇 㰫䴴㤧㤧㰅㮇 㞿䀍 䌼㞿䬿㞸㮇㐧㮇㬉 䬿䴴䯔㞸 䌼㞿 㐧㮇㰅䴴㗆䌼䜱㮇㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䈒䯔䴴㰅㰅 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㗆䀍㐧㗆䴴㤧㬉 㤧㮇䈒㟽䴴䯔㮇 㬚㮇䴴䌼䌏 䈒䯔㐧㞿䌼䌏䲻

䍩㰫㰫㮇㤧䴴㗆䯔㮇㰅㥉㬉 㕶䗯䈒䯔 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔䈒 㗆䀍䯔㮇㐧 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼’䈒 䜱㗆㐧 㤧䴴䈒㗆㟽㟽㮇㗆㐧㮇㤧 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㞸㮇㐧 㰅䴴䌼㮇 㞿䀍 䈒䴴䌏㞸䯔㬉 㞸㮇㐧 㞸㮇㗆㐧䯔 䯔䴴䌏㞸䯔㮇䌼㮇㤧 㗆䌏㗆䴴䌼㮕 㪛䈒 䯔㞸㮇 㰅㗆䈒䯔 䌏㰅䴴㰫㰫㮇㐧 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧’䈒 㞸㮇㗆㤧㰅䴴䌏㞸䯔䈒 㿓㗆䌼䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧㬉 㞸㮇㐧 㞸㮇㗆㐧䯔 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㮇㰫㟽䯔㥉㬉 㞿㿓㮇㐧䬿㞸㮇㰅㰫㮇㤧 㬚㥉 䜱㞿䗯䌼䯔㰅㮇䈒䈒 䀍㮇㗆㐧䈒㬉 㰫㗆䘅䴴䌼䌏 㞸㮇㐧 䀍㮇㮇㰅 㬚㮇䈒䴴㮇䌏㮇㤧 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㗆㰅㰅 䈒䴴㤧㮇䈒㮕

㞿䀍

㤧䌼㗆

䯔㞸㮇

㐧㬉㞸㮇

㮇䯔㬉㞿

㗆㮇䯔䯔㐧㰫

䬿㞿㞸

䈒㞿䌏䯔䌼㐧

㗆

㰫㬉䈒㮇㮇

㞿㞯

㗆䯔䈒㬉㰅䌼䯔㥉䴴䌼

㤧䯔㮇䌼

㞸䴴䯔䌼䌏䈒

㬚㞿㥉䈒

㿓㐧㤧㮇㮇㰫㞿䬿㰅㞸㮇

㞿㮇㰫㐧

䀍㐧㮇㗆

㮇䌼䈒䈒㮇

䜱㞿㐧㰅㞿

㞸㗆䈒

㗆䜱㮇䀍㮕

㮇㐧㞸

㰫㗆㥉

㞸䦿’䈒䯔㗆

㐧㮇㞿㐧䯔㐧

㞿㐧㟽䌼㮇䈒

䀍㞿㐧㰫

䴴㤧䌏㐧䴴㗆䌼䌼

㮇㐧㰫㞿㬉

㮇㞸㗆㤧

䯔㞿

䯔㮇㞸

䘅㮕㗆㮇䬿䈒㮇䌼䈒䈒㮇

㿓㞿㥉䌼㮇㮇㐧㮇

㤧㬉㞿

䌏䴴㐧㰅䈒

㞿䯔

㰫㞿䀍㐧

䯔䌼㞸㗆

㟦㞿䌼䈒䯔㗆䌼䯔㰅㥉㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㗆䈒 䴴䀍 䈒㞿㰫㮇㞿䌼㮇 䬿㗆䈒 㗆㟽㟽㐧㞿㗆䜱㞸䴴䌼䌏 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㬚㮇㞸䴴䌼㤧 㞸㮇㐧㮕 㨮䗯䯔 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䈒㞸㮇 䯔䗯㐧䌼㮇㤧 㗆㐧㞿䗯䌼㤧 䯔㞿 㰅㞿㞿䘅㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㞿䗯䌼㤧 䌼㞿䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䈒㞸㮇 䯔䗯㐧䌼㮇㤧 㗆䌏㗆䴴䌼㬉 䈒䗯㤧㤧㮇䌼㰅㥉㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䈒㮇䌼䈒㮇㤧 䈒㞿㰫㮇䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏 㐧䗯䈒㞸 㗆䯔 㞸㮇㐧 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㬚㮇㞸䴴䌼㤧㬉 䈒䜱㗆㐧䴴䌼䌏 㞸㮇㐧 䴴䌼䯔㞿 䀍㗆㰅㰅䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞿 䯔㞸㮇 䌏㐧㞿䗯䌼㤧㬉 䯔㞿㞿 㗆䀍㐧㗆䴴㤧 䯔㞿 㰫㞿㿓㮇㮕

䆖㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 䯔㞸㗆䯔 㗆䈒 䈒㞿㞿䌼 㗆䈒 䈒㞸㮇 㰫㞿㿓㮇㤧㬉 䜱㞿䗯䌼䯔㰅㮇䈒䈒 䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏䈒 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧 㟽㞿䗯䌼䜱㮇 㞿䌼 㞸㮇㐧 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㗆㰅㰅 㤧䴴㐧㮇䜱䯔䴴㞿䌼䈒㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧䌼’䯔 㮇㿓㮇䌼 㞸㗆㿓㮇 㗆 䜱㞸㗆䌼䜱㮇 䯔㞿 㐧㮇䈒䴴䈒䯔㬉 䈒䜱㗆㐧䴴䌼䌏 㞸㮇㐧 䴴䌼䯔㞿 㗆 㟽㗆㰅㮇㐧 䜱㞿㰫㟽㰅㮇䌰䴴㞿䌼㮕 䦿㗆㰅䘅䴴䌼䌏 㗆㰅㞿䌼㮇 㗆䯔 䌼䴴䌏㞸䯔 䴴䌼 䯔㞸㮇 䜱䴴䯔㥉㬉 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䯔㞸㮇㐧㮇’䈒 䌼㞿 㞿䌼㮇 㗆㐧㞿䗯䌼㤧㬉 䯔㞸㮇㐧㮇 䴴䈒 㞿䌼㰅㥉 䈒㞿㰅䴴䯔䗯㤧㮇㮕 䍩䌼 㬚䗯䈒䯔㰅䴴䌼䌏 䗯㐧㬚㗆䌼 㗆㐧㮇㗆䈒㬉 䯔㞸䴴䈒 䀍㮇㮇㰅䴴䌼䌏 䴴䈒 㗆㬚䈒㞿㰅䗯䯔㮇㰅㥉 䌼㞿䌼㮇䌰䴴䈒䯔㮇䌼䯔㬉 㬚䗯䯔 䬿㞸㮇䌼 䬿㗆㰅䘅䴴䌼䌏 䴴䌼 䯔㞸㮇 㤧㮇䈒㮇㐧䯔㮇㤧 䬿䴴㰅㤧㮇㐧䌼㮇䈒䈒㬉 䜱㞿䗯䌼䯔㰅㮇䈒䈒 䀍㮇㗆㐧䈒 㮇㰫㮇㐧䌏㮇 䀍㐧㞿㰫 䯔㞸㮇 㤧㮇㟽䯔㞸䈒 㞿䀍 㞸㮇㐧 䈒㞿䗯㰅㮕

䌼㤧䘅䴴

㗆䌼䃅䴴䲒

㞸䆖㮇

䯔㞿㤧’䬿䗯㰅䌼

䬿㗆䈒

䈒㞸䯔䴴

㮇䯔㐧㮇䌏㐧

㮇䀍㐧㗆

䌼㐧䀍㮇䴴㥉䌏䯔㐧䴴㬉

䯔䴴

䴴䌼㮇䌼㬚䌼䌏䌏䴴

䜱㰫䯔䴴㟽㗆

㐧㤧䴴䀍㮇䀍䯔䌼㮇

㮇䈒㞸

㨮䗯䯔

㞸䯔㮇

䈒䯔䴴㞸

䴴㥉䌼䯔㗆䌏㞸䌼

㐧䜱䌏䴴䈒㗆䌼

䌼㐧䗯䴴㰅䘅䌏

㐧㞸㮇㮕

䈒㗆䬿

㿓㞿㰫㮕㮇

䯔㞿

䈒㗆䬿

㞸䯔㮇

㬉㐧㗆䜱

㞿䬿䌏䌼䘅䴴䌼

㮇㤧㮇䀍䜱䜱䴴䌼㞿䌼

㿓㥉㮇㐧

䍩䌼

㗆㮕䜱㐧

㗆㞿㥜

㮕㬚㞿㐧䀍㮇㮇

䀍㮇㰅䯔

㬉㞿㰫㰫䯔㮇䌼

㿓㐧㮇㮇㥉

㰅䯔㮇䀍

䌏㗆䬿㞸䜱䯔䴴䌼

䈒㮇㥉㮇

䌼㮇㐧㰅䯔䴴㥉㮇

㐧㮇㐧㮇㮇㮇㬉㿓㥉䬿㞸

㗆㞿㥜

䈒㗆䬿

㮇㿓㮇䌼

㮇㞸䯔

㥉㬚

㮇䬿䌼㞸

㗆㬉䈒䜱㐧㮇㤧

䯔䗯㞿

䯔䗯㬚

㮇㐧㬉㞸䯔㗆

䀍㞿

㤧㞸㗆

䴴䌼㗆䲒

䴴䌼

㤧㞿

㤧㮇㐧㗆䌏䌼

㮇㗆㮇䗯㬚䜱䈒

㤧㤧㞿䌼䆖䗯㐧㐧䗯㮇

㞿䯔䌼㰅㮇䗯䈒䜱䈒

㞸㮇䈒

䬿㞸㥉

䯔㗆

㞿䀍

䴴㮇䌼㬚䌏

㞸㮇㐧

㞸䈒㮇

㞿㰫䈒㮇

㤧㰅㥉㮇㐧㗆㗆

䬿㗆䈒

㮇㞸㐧

㤧䀍䯔㞸㮇㐧䴴㮇䌏㬉䌼

䌼䘅䌼㞿䬿䴴䌏

䈒䜱㤧㬉㗆㐧㮇

㞸㮇䈒

䌼㮇䘅䈒㬉㐧㗆㤧䈒

䀍㞿

䈒㞸㮇

㞿䯔

㞿䯔䌏

㿓㮇㮇䌼

㐧㬉䀍㮇㮇㞸䈒㰅

䀍㮇䌼䴴㮇㰅䌏

䯔㟽䴴䜱㞸

㐧㰫䀍㞿

䴴䜱䌏㰅㞿䜱㞿㗆䈒㰅㞸㟽㥉

㞸㮇䯔

㮇䀍㗆㐧

㥜䗯㰫㗆䌼 䀍㮇㗆㐧 䴴䈒 䴴䌼㞸㮇㐧㮇䌼䯔㰅㥉 㬚㞿㐧䌼 䀍㐧㞿㰫 㤧㗆㐧䘅䌼㮇䈒䈒㬉 㞿㐧䴴䌏䴴䌼㗆䯔䴴䌼䌏 䀍㐧㞿㰫 䴴䯔㮕 㞯㞿䬿㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㗆䈒 䀍㗆䜱䴴䌼䌏 䴴䌼䀍䴴䌼䴴䯔㮇 䯔㮇㐧㐧㞿㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞸㮇 㐧㮇䌏㐧㮇䯔䯔㮇㤧 䌏㮇䯔䯔䴴䌼䌏 㞿䗯䯔 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧㮕 䍩䀍 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䬿㮇㐧㮇 㞸㮇㐧㮇㬉 䯔㞸䴴䈒 䀍㮇㮇㰅䴴䌼䌏 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧 㞸㗆㿓㮇 㿓㗆䌼䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧 䜱㞿㰫㟽㰅㮇䯔㮇㰅㥉㮕 䆖㞸㮇 䬿㗆䈒 㗆㰅㰫㞿䈒䯔 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇㤧 䴴䌼䯔㞿 䜱㰅㞿䈒䴴䌼䌏 㞸㮇㐧 㮇㥉㮇䈒㬉 䬿㞿㐧㐧䴴㮇㤧 䯔㞸㗆䯔 䈒㞸㮇 㰫䴴䌏㞸䯔 䀍㗆䴴䌼䯔 䀍㐧㞿㰫 䀍㮇㗆㐧 㬚㮇䀍㞿㐧㮇 䈒㞸㮇 㮇㿓㮇䌼 㰅㮇䀍䯔 䯔㞸䴴䈒 㟽㰅㗆䜱㮇㬉 䌼㞿䯔 䘅䌼㞿䬿䴴䌼䌏 䬿㞸㮇㐧㮇 䈒㞸㮇 㰫䴴䌏㞸䯔 㮇䌼㤧 䗯㟽 䯔㞸㮇 䌼㮇䌰䯔 㤧㗆㥉㮕

䆖㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 䀍㐧䴴䌏㞸䯔㮇䌼㮇㤧㬉 㬚䗯䯔 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 㞸㗆㤧 㰅㞿䌼䌏 㿓㗆䌼䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧㮕 㜅㞿 㰫䗯䈒䯔㮇㐧 䗯㟽 㞸㮇㐧 䜱㞿䗯㐧㗆䌏㮇㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䴴䌼䈒䯔䴴䌼䜱䯔䴴㿓㮇㰅㥉 䈒㞸㞿䗯䯔㮇㤧 䯔㞿䬿㗆㐧㤧䈒 䬿㞸㮇㐧㮇 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 㞸㗆㤧 㰅㮇䀍䯔㬉 “㕙㞿㤧㤧㗆㰫䌼 䴴䯔㬉 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼㬉 㥉㞿䗯 䜱㞿㰫㮇 㬚㗆䜱䘅㬉 䍩’㰫 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇㤧䲻 䍩’㰫 䈒䜱㗆㐧㮇㤧㮕㮕㮕”

㰫䌼㰫䗯㰫䯔㞿㮇

䴴㬉䌼㰅㗆㥉䴴䯔㰅䍩

䴴㐧䀍䯔䈒

㿓䜱䴴㮇㞿

㰅㥉㟽㬚㐧㗆㞿㬚

䈒㗆䬿

㮇㞸㜅

“䜱䈒㗆㐧㤧㮇

䗯㬚䯔

䌼㞿㬉

㰅㰅䀍䗯

䴴䈒㤧㗆

䈒㮇㞸

㞿㰅䜱䗯㤧

㞿䈒

䴴㗆㮇㬚䌼䯔㥉䜱㞿㰅

㮇㞸㐧

䈒㤧㗆䴴

㿓䴴㞿䜱㮇

䍩㰫'”

䴴䯔

㗆䯔㞸䯔

㮇㞸㐧

㐧㗆㞸㮇

㞿㥉㰅䌼

㤧䌼㗆

䴴䯔㮕

䀍㮇㗆㬉㤧㤧

䈒㗆䬿

䌼㗆䌏䴴㬉㗆

㬉㞿䗯㤧㰅㰅㥉

㞿䀍

㮇㐧䯔䯔䈒䌼䌏㮕㞸

䌼䬿㮇㞸

㞸䈒㮇

㗆㰅䯔㮇㐧

㥜㞿䬿㮇㿓㮇㐧㬉 㕶䗯䈒䯔 㗆䈒 䈒㞸㮇 䀍䴴䌼䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧 䈒㗆㥉䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞸䴴䈒㬉 䈒䗯㤧㤧㮇䌼㰅㥉㬉 䌼㞿䯔 䀍㗆㐧 㗆䬿㗆㥉㬉 䯔䬿㞿 㬚㮇㗆㰫䈒 㞿䀍 㰅䴴䌏㞸䯔 䯔䗯㐧䌼㮇㤧 㞿䌼㬉 䀍㞿㰅㰅㞿䬿㮇㤧 㬚㥉 䯔㞸㮇 㐧㞿㗆㐧 㞿䀍 㗆䌼 㮇䌼䌏䴴䌼㮇㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞿㞿䌼 㗆 䜱㗆㐧 䓝䗯䴴䜱䘅㰅㥉 㤧㐧㞿㿓㮇 䗯㟽 䯔㞿 㞸㮇㐧㬉 䴴䌼䈒䯔䴴䌼䜱䯔䴴㿓㮇㰅㥉㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䌏㰅㗆䌼䜱㮇㤧 㞿㿓㮇㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 䬿䴴䌼㤧㞿䬿 㐧㞿㰅㰅㮇㤧 㤧㞿䬿䌼㮕

䦿㞸㗆䯔 㗆㟽㟽㮇㗆㐧㮇㤧 䬿㗆䈒 㗆 䀍㗆䜱㮇 䈒㞸㮇 㤧䴴䈒㰅䴴䘅㮇㤧㬉 㬚䗯䯔 㗆䯔 䯔㞸䴴䈒 㰫㞿㰫㮇䌼䯔㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䀍㮇㰅䯔 㗆 䯔㐧㗆䜱㮇 㞿䀍 䬿㗆㐧㰫䯔㞸㮕 䆖㞸㮇 䈒㗆䬿 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 㐧㞿㰅㰅 㤧㞿䬿䌼 䯔㞸㮇 䬿䴴䌼㤧㞿䬿 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㗆㥉 䯔㞿 㞸㮇㐧㬉 “㥜㮇㥉㬉 䬿㞸㗆䯔 㗆㐧㮇 㥉㞿䗯 䜱㗆㰅㰅䴴䌼䌏 㰫㮇 䀍㞿㐧䲻”

㮇䌼䀍䌏㮇䴴㰅

㞿䯔䴴䌼

䀍䯔㮇㰅

㿓㮇㥉㐧

㐧㥉㗆

㗆㥜㞿

㮇㞸䯔

䆖㞸㮇

㐧㗆㰫䬿

㤧䗯䌼䴴㐧䌏

㗆

㞸㰅䴴䌏䯔

䌼䯔㞿

䈒㞸䯔䴴

䬿㗆䈒

㰅䀍䗯㮕䌼㤧㮇㐧㞿䬿

㞸㐧㮇䃅

䌏㞿䴴䌼䬿䌼䘅

㗆䲒䴴䌼

䬿㞸㥉㮕

䜱㬚㗆䰜㰅䘅䴴㟽䜱㞸䯔

䗯㬚䯔

䗯㟽

䈒㞸㮇

䀍㞿

㮕䌼䈒㮇䴴䴴㤧

㰅㥉䗯㐧䯔

䴴㰫㥉㤧䴴㰅㰫㮇㮇㗆䯔

㥜㗆㞿

㮇㞸䈒㮇㗆㐧㰅䯔㰅㥉䈒

㞿㕶㥉㬉

䌼㮇㞸䬿

㗆㤧㞸

㗆㟽㮇㤧㮇㗆㟽㐧

㥉㰅㮇䌼㤧䈒㤧䗯

䘅䌼䴴㞸䴴䌼䌏䯔

㬉䯔㮇䀍㰅

䈒㐧㬚䗯䯔

䌼㰅䴴䌏㥉䴴㐧㞿㗆㰅

㮇䆖㞸

䴴㰅䌏䯔䴴䌏㞸䌼

㬉䴴䌼㞸䌏䯔

㐧䯔㗆㮇䈒

䍩䯔

䈒㗆䬿

㗆䲒䴴䌼

䬿㗆䈒

㗆䀍㐧㗆㬉㤧䴴

㗆

㞿䀍㐧

㤧㞿㮇䴴䜱㐧䯔䴴䌼

䘅䴴㮇㰅

㞸䈒㮇

㞿䀍

䈒䬿㗆

㮇㗆㟽㗆㟽㬉㐧

䆖㞸㮇 䬿㗆䌼䯔㮇㤧 䯔㞿 䜱䗯㐧䈒㮇 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼㬉 㬚䗯䯔 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㗆䈒 㰫㞿㐧㮇 䯔㞿䗯䜱㞸㮇㤧 㗆䌼㤧 䜱㐧䴴㮇㤧 䯔㮇㗆㐧䈒 㞿䀍 㕶㞿㥉㮕 㪛㰅㰫㞿䈒䯔 䴴䌼䈒䯔㗆䌼䯔㰅㥉㬉 䯔㮇㗆㐧䈒 㗆㟽㟽㮇㗆㐧㮇㤧 㗆䯔 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㞿㐧䌼㮇㐧䈒 㞿䀍 㞸㮇㐧 㮇㥉㮇䈒㬉 㬚䗯䯔 㞿䌼㰅㥉 䀍㞿㐧 㞸㮇㐧 䯔㞿 䜱㗆䈒䗯㗆㰅㰅㥉 䬿䴴㟽㮇 䯔㞸㮇㰫 㗆䬿㗆㥉㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䯔㞸㮇䌼 䯔㞸㮇㥉 㿓㗆䌼䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞸㮇 䈒㗆䴴㤧 䌼㞿䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏 㰫㞿㐧㮇㮕 䆖㞸㮇 㤧䴴㐧㮇䜱䯔㰅㥉 㞿㟽㮇䌼㮇㤧 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧 㤧㞿㞿㐧 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㗆䯔 䴴䌼 䯔㞸㮇 㟽㗆䈒䈒㮇䌼䌏㮇㐧 䈒㮇㗆䯔㮕

㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䈒㰫䴴㰅㮇㤧㬉 䈒㮇㮇㰫䴴䌼䌏㰅㥉 㞸㗆㿓䴴䌼䌏 㗆䜱䜱㞿㰫㟽㰅䴴䈒㞸㮇㤧 㞸䴴䈒 㰫䴴䈒䈒䴴㞿䌼㮕 䦿䴴䯔㞸㞿䗯䯔 䈒䜱㗆㐧䴴䌼䌏 䯔㞸䴴䈒 䌏䴴㐧㰅㬉 䈒㞸㮇 䬿㞿䗯㰅㤧 䌼㮇㿓㮇㐧 䈒㞸㞿䬿㮇㤧 㗆 䌏㞿㞿㤧 䀍㗆䜱㮇 䯔㞿 㞸䴴㰫㮕 䍩䯔 䈒㮇㮇㰫㮇㤧 䯔㞸䴴䈒 䯔䴴㰫㮇 㞸䴴䈒 㟽㰅㗆䌼 䬿㗆䈒 㗆 䈒䗯䜱䜱㮇䈒䈒㮕

㞿䯔䌼

㗆䈒䬿

䌼䬿䴴䌼㞿䘅䌏

㜅㞸㬉㮇䌼

䌼䴴

㗆䌼䌏㓟䴴

㞿䬿䯔

㐧䜱㗆㬉

㬉㞿㐧㤧䬿

䌏㰫䈒㥉䌼㰅䴴㮇㮇

䌼䓨㗆䴴㞿㗆㞸

䬿㗆䈒

㗆䬿䯔㞸

㞸䯔㮇

㐧㮇㞿㞸䯔

㮇䯔䀍㗆㐧

㗆䌏㓟䴴䌼

㞸䯔㮇

㗆㤧䌼

㞸㬚㞿䯔

䌼㞿㗆’䈒䓨㗆䴴㞸

䯔㞸㮇

㮇䯔㞸

㞸㮇䜱䌼䌏䌰㮇㤧㗆

㮇㐧㞿㤧㿓

䲒䌼䴴㗆

㗆

䴴㰫㞿䌼䌼䗯㗆䯔

㥜㞿㗆

䯔䴴䴴䘅㞸䌏䌼䌼

䴴㮕䯔䜱㥉

䯔㮇㞸

䯔䈒㞿䬿㗆㐧㤧

䜱㐧㮇䈒㮕㮇䴴㤧䌼㮇

䌼䌼㮇䴴䌏㮇

䬿㗆䈒

䈒㐧䯔㮇䯔㗆㤧

㤧䌼㞿䬿

䈒䯔䌼䌼㮇䯔䴴㞿㤧䴴㗆

㬚㞿䯔㗆䗯

䴴㮇䴴㤧㮕䌼䈒

㞸䯔㮇

㮇㞸㜅

㞯㞿䯔 㰅㞿䌼䌏 㗆䀍䯔㮇㐧㬉 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼’䈒 䜱㗆㐧 䈒䯔㞿㟽㟽㮇㤧 䗯䌼㤧㮇㐧 䯔㞸㮇 㐧㮇䈒䴴㤧㮇䌼䯔䴴㗆㰅 㗆㐧㮇㗆 䬿㞸㮇㐧㮇 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 㰅䴴㿓㮇㤧㮕 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 䓨䴴㗆㞿㞸㗆䌼 䌏㞿䯔 㞿䗯䯔 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䯔㞸㮇 㰅䴴䌏㞸䯔䈒 㗆䌼㤧 㬚䗯䈒䯔㰅䴴䌼䌏 㟽㮇㞿㟽㰅㮇 㗆㰅㞿䌼䌏 䯔㞸㮇 䬿㗆㥉 㞸㗆㤧 㗆㰅㐧㮇㗆㤧㥉 㤧䴴䈒㟽㮇㐧䈒㮇㤧 㞸㮇㐧 㟽㐧㮇㿓䴴㞿䗯䈒 䯔㮇㐧㐧㞿㐧㮕 䦿㞸㗆䯔 㐧㮇㰫㗆䴴䌼㮇㤧 䌼㞿䬿 䬿㮇㐧㮇 㕶䗯䈒䯔 䯔㞸㮇 䯔㞸㞿䗯䌏㞸䯔䈒 㰅㮇䀍䯔 㬚㮇㞸䴴䌼㤧 㬚㮇䀍㞿㐧㮇㮕

㪛䀍䯔㮇㐧 䌏㮇䯔䯔䴴䌼䌏 㞿䗯䯔 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇 䜱㗆㐧㬉 䌼㮇䴴䯔㞸㮇㐧 㞿䀍 䯔㞸㮇㰫 䈒㗆䴴㤧 㗆䌼㥉䯔㞸䴴䌼䌏㬉 㗆䌼㤧 䈒㞸㮇 䈒䴴㰫㟽㰅㥉 䬿㗆㰅䘅㮇㤧 䯔㞿䬿㗆㐧㤧䈒 㞸㮇㐧 㐧㮇䈒䴴㤧㮇䌼䜱㮇㮕 䦿䴴䯔㞸㞿䗯䯔 㗆 䬿㞿㐧㤧 㞿䀍 䀍㗆㐧㮇䬿㮇㰅㰅㬉 㗆䈒 䈒㞸㮇 㰅㮇䀍䯔㬉 㥜㗆㞿 䲒䴴㗆䌼 䌼㗆䯔䗯㐧㗆㰅㰅㥉 㤧㐧㞿㿓㮇 㗆䬿㗆㥉㮕

㥉㰅㗆

㞿㤧㿓㮇㐧

㮇㞸䌼䯔

㥜㞿㗆

䯔㞸㞿

㬚䯔㗆㞸㬉

䌼㗆㤧

䯔㞸㮇

㞿䯔

䲒䌼䴴㗆

䘅䯔㞿㞿

㬉䀍䈒㞿㗆

㞸䴴䈒

䯔䯔䴴㮇㤧㗆㮕㮇㰫

䈒䴴䌼㞿䌏㰅䜱

㮇䈒㮇㥉

㗆

䌼䆖㞿㞿㬉

䘅䜱㗆㬚

㞿䌼

㞿㞸㮇㬉㰫

㥜㮇 䈒㰅㞿䬿㰅㥉 䈒㞿㐧䯔㮇㤧 䯔㞸㐧㞿䗯䌏㞸 䯔㞸㮇 㤧㗆㥉’䈒 㮇㿓㮇䌼䯔䈒 䴴䌼 㞸䴴䈒 㰫䴴䌼㤧㮕

䆖䴴䌼䜱㮇 䆖㮇䜱㞿䌼㤧 䆜䌼䜱㰅㮇 㞸㗆䈒 㗆䌏㐧㮇㮇㤧 䯔㞿 㗆䜱䯔㬉 㓟䴴㗆䌼䌏 㻂䗯䬿㮇䴴’䈒 䀍㗆䯔㞸㮇㐧 䬿䴴㰅㰅 䈒䗯㐧㮇㰅㥉 䜱㞿㰫㮇 䀍㞿㐧䬿㗆㐧㤧䃅 䴴䀍 㞸㮇 㤧㞿㮇䈒㬉 䯔㞸㮇 㰫㗆䯔䯔㮇㐧 䬿䴴㰅㰅 㬚㮇 䈒㮇䯔䯔㰅㮇㤧 㮇㗆䈒䴴㰅㥉㬉 䬿䴴䯔㞸 䎽䎽㳅 䜱㞿䌼䀍䴴㤧㮇䌼䜱㮇㬉 䴴䀍 䌼㞿䯔 䜽㞁㞁㳅㮕 㜅㞸䴴䈒 㰫㗆䯔䯔㮇㐧 䜱㗆䌼 䈒䗯㐧㮇㰅㥉 㬚㮇 䀍䴴㐧㰫㰅㥉 㞸㗆䌼㤧㰅㮇㤧㮕

㮇㞸

㬚㗆㰅㮇

䌰䯔䴴㮇㰅㗆㗆㞿䌼䌼㮕㟽

㰅㞿䗯㤧䬿

䴴’䯔䈒

㗆

䯔㮇㮇䈒䯔㰅㤧㬉

㬚㮇

䌼䌟䜱㮇

㮇䗯㻂䬿䴴

䯔㞿

㿓䌏䴴㮇

䯔䈒㐧䴴㗆㥉䯔䈒䀍䜱㞿㗆

䴴䌼䌏㗆㓟

㜅㞸䴴䌼䘅䴴䌼䌏 㞿䀍 䯔㞸䴴䈒㬉 㞸㮇 䈒㰫䴴㰅㮇㤧㮕㮕