Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 910: 540: This Battle Is Not Complicated, but the Pe

Capítulo 910: Chapter 540: This Battle Is Not Complicated, but the People Behind It…

Traveling isn’t as fast as planes or high-speed trains, not even as fast as Xiaomi su7…

But once it cos to fighting… it’s really unexpected.

“Tian Zhe had the sa [Invisibility Talisman] I gave him and still got caught… It seems their detection equipnt is strong. Normal invisibility might be detectable. I’d better enter from the air.”

“The Spiritual Power consud can be replenished with elixirs… balancing the expenditure and intake.”

Yang Genshuo was flying while holding a Second Grade [Spirit Revitalizing Pill] in his mouth, allowing the accumulated Spiritual Power to slowly enter his Dantian, constantly replenishing the Spiritual Power that was being consud.

A Qi Refining Stage Cultivator flying in a place without Spiritual Energy can only do this.

But he finally managed to fly.

Yang Genshuo flew directly to Kangsheng Park, and then… he only saw a collapsed building with many local people watching.

Among them were so gangsters holding guns.

Yang Genshuo flew around and found strong residual Fire Spiritual Power here.

The collapsed building was cut through by an extrely powerful force, causing the structure to be severed and collapse.

Yang Genshuo listened to so people from the hotown and roughly gathered so information.

A group of people in off-road vehicles surrounded this place, a fierce gun battle broke out inside, and shortly after, a red light burst out, cutting the building, and the building collapsed…

Later, so white people ran out and drove away in off-road vehicles.

“Tian Zhe has already used the laser sword and still couldn’t handle them…”

“Did they escape, or… capture Tian Zhe?”

“First, find them, maybe then Tian Zhe can be found.”

Yang Genshuo followed the obvious tire tracks of the off-road vehicle…

After a while…

Yang Genshuo followed the tire tracks to the outskirts of a large farm in the Silver Triangle.

Yang Genshuo paused temporarily, his body continuing to fly increasingly high.

He saw the overview of this farm… a massive poppy plantation.

Inside were many ard patrols and so rowdy rogue soldiers.

Yang Genshuo recalled Tian Zhe’s previous conversations with You Canmou…

“This is General Kang’s territory… one of the three major drug lords in the Silver Triangle, with significant military power, even though surrounding triangle countries have tried multiple tis to eliminate, still thriving energetically, the strength is very formidable, and the network of relationships is complex, with deep interests linked to the high-levels of all three sides.”

General Kang is a fierce character, very famous internationally.

‘Was it General Kang’s n who attacked Tian Zhe?’

Yang Genshuo couldn’t help but think.

Logically, they act very low-key, seldom stay long in the Silver Triangle, the only ti they built an arms factory, it was done secretly by soone from the ho country, protection fees were paid, and they never dealt with such a big drug lord.

There’s no reason for him to target Tian Zhe.

Even… Tian Zhe only ca here on a temporary trip to collect a drone and leave.

“Strange…”

Thinking like this, Yang Genshuo slowly flew in.

No matter if the other party is a big drug lord, he would break in here to bring Tian Zhe out.

Yang Genshuo flew inside… in a luxurious villa area in the farm he found two camouflage-painted off-road vehicles.

On it were two corpses.

With terrible wounds, seemingly brushed by a laser sword.

Yang Genshuo locked onto this villa area, observing from the air for a mont… heavily guarded, with outposts everywhere, even anti-aircraft guns…

He unconsciously flew a bit lower…

Radar doesn’t care whether you’re invisible or not, relying on detection waves, as long as there’s a physical entity, it will be scanned, and then… dudu dudu~

The Yang Family people often do this.

Anyway, he hasn’t seen a Cultivator or anyone in the Immortal Cultivation World fully conceal their physical body, avoiding radar detection.

Dada dada da da~

“Shift!”

Tian Zhe was hiding behind a wall on the third floor in Kangsheng Park, below continuously firing bullets, creating pits behind him, cent dust was flying everywhere.

The people below were suppressing him with firepower.

Not seeking to kill, only trying to pin him down.

Dada dada da da~

Tian Zhe’s ears moved slightly, hearing the dense sound of boots on the stairs.

‘3 firepower handlers on the first floor suppressing , 6 people going upstairs to break through… so people haven’t moved, can’t locate their positions.’

Using perception skills beyond ordinary, he could roughly hear the movents of those besieging him.

The situation was very dire!

Tian Zhe looked at the bullet holes on his body, showing a bitter expression.

“If it weren’t for the robe Brother Shuo gave blocking so many bullets, I’d be riddled with holes…”

At this ti the High Grade defensive vestnt robe that could originally withstand multiple attacks had lost its spiritual light, becoming a mortal object.

Ultimately, he just had the strength of an Innate Grandmaster, not having fought with such a squad of rcenaries or assassins face to face.

He could only say… never underestimate thermal weapons.

The physical body of an Innate Grandmaster in front of a few n holding MP5s couldn’t stand out at all.

The first burst announces my arrival, the second burst announces your end.

How to block when they play firepower coverage?

He, the Innate Grandmaster, could only be more agile, with more vigorous life force, now without the protection of the vestnt robe, Tian Zhe could only…

He tore off the already damaged vestnt robe, got another robe from his storage ring, casually put it on, thinking it’s not safe enough, took out a High Grade defensive Magic Artifact Jade Pendant from the storage ring and hung it on his waist.

“Hmm… This feels much safer.”

Go die is absolutely impossible, he could only rely on the Magic Treasure given by Brother Shuo to hold on for now.

Tian Zhe examined the damaged robe at hand and found that most of the bullet holes were located on his limbs and non-lethal abdon and thighs, none were at fatal spots.

Moreover, he saw that the snipers on the vantage point had always just suppressed, not shooting him with deadly damage.

“They want to capture alive…”

Tian Zhe understood, the other party might be after money, or… [Ice Crystal Stone].

These people were extrely professional, combative, not like those warlords and drug traffickers in the Silver Triangle…

He had a high probability… these people ca for his [Ice Crystal Stone].

However, he still couldn’t comprehend how they discovered his presence.

At this mont, his heart couldn’t help but sink.

‘Could it be that old You leaked information? Is there an insider?’

Dada dada da da~

Without waiting for Tian Zhe to think further, the sound of boots drew nearer.

6 assassins had already reached the third floor where he was, closing in on his hiding spot.

“Brother Tian, you are surrounded, there’s no escape, stop struggling!”

“Put down the weapon, raise your hands, and co out of cover!”

“We don’t want to kill you, but if you keep resisting… we might not be able to ensure against shooting your head like a waterlon.”

The other party shouted at him in English.

“Who sent you? Why are you capturing ?”

Tian Zhe shouted.

Six burly white n locked onto the sound source, exchanged glances, nodded, made so gestures, and approached Tian Zhe’s position with a surrounding stance.

“Our boss wants to see you, discuss a cooperation, I think you’ll be pleased to talk with my boss.”

“Who is your boss?” Tian Zhe shouted loudly, seemingly unaware of the imminent danger.

“You’ll know when you see him…”

The six drew closer, made a gesture, switched to a special pistol, loaded not with ordinary bullets but a type of syringe-like agent…

Clearly, they didn’t expect Tian Zhe to disarm and surrender obediently.

Listening to the ever-approaching footsteps, Tian Zhe’s mouth curled slightly upward.

‘Finally, I’ve lured you here for a street fight…’

He tucked the gun in his waist, a flash of light in his hand… a laser sword sa as the Sky Dragon Army appeared.

Who is the hunter, who is the prey, Tian Zhe no longer cared, he only knew his body… was very warm.

….

After a series of twists and turns infiltrating the plane, Yang Genshuo finally landed next to Laiqing City near the Silver Triangle.

8 hours have passed since Tian Zhe sought help from him!

The golden rescue ti was lost.

As soon as Yang Genshuo landed, he dialed Tian Zhe’s satellite phone.

“Beep beep beep~ The number you have dialed is turned off…”

Yang Genshuo slightly frowned at this mont.

If Tian Zhe escaped danger, he would surely find a way to contact him imdiately.

Turned off… which ans the satellite phone might be in enemy hands, or perhaps damaged in intense combat.

In any case, Tian Zhe is definitely not safe now.

䒏䀔䓟㷌䅞

盧

䭂㗥㭪䀔㲸䞌㼕䏾

老

櫓

擄

䭂䈾䈾䢋㭪㭪

䀔㸣㗥䦶䭂㲸

㭪䓟㔝䒏䀔

㫀㭪䬹䈾䏾

䢋㭪㭪䏾䬹㫀䑔㭪㸣

蘆

㭪䏾䅞

䓟䛗䞌䞌㫀䒏

䏾䅞㭪

䓟䒏

㭪䓟䀔䶛㤖䀔䒏䓟

䢋䛗䒏䀔䭂䅞䞌

䓟䒏

㸣㭪㭪䦶

盧

䓟㥧䶛㔝

䢋䭂䒏䛗

㭪䓟㫀䞌䛗㸣

㭪㭪㷌䬹

䛗䭂㼕䀔㸣䒏

䅞㭪䀔䢋

䦶䏾䭂

㫀䞌㗥䒏䛗䬹㭪䢋㭪

䶛㢻㼕㔝䞌䢋䬹㷌

䒏䯜

䒏䞌

䓟䓟䶛䒏㤖䒏䞌䀔䛗

䶛䓟䅞㭪

老

䒏㗥䞌䉤䓟㗥㗥㗥

露

盧

䏾㸣㫀䓟䅞䢋㭪

䞌䅞㗥

虜

䏾䭂

䅞䞌䛗㭪㸣㭪㸣䈾㼕䓟䔤䏾㭪㫀䅞䏾

䯜䒏 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㭪㸣㫀䓟䢋 䞌㫀䓟䛗㭪㸣㷌 䞌䏾 䦶䓟㗥 䛗䢋䭂䦶䞌䒏䛗 㸣㭪䀔 䦶䞌䏾䅞 䓟 䅞䞌䒏䏾 䭂䯝 䈾㼕㸣䈾䢋㭪㲸

“㺧㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾~ 㪐㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾 㪐㭪㭪䈾~”

䓟䒏

㗥㼕㭪㗥䓟䈾㸣䀔㗥

㫀䞌㗥䏾䞌䢋㲸

㭪㻙䅞

㭪㸣䏾䈾㸣㭪䏾㫀㼕㭪䓟

䀔䭂㗥䒏䀔㭪㼕

䛗䅞䞌䓟㤖䒏

䢋㭪㭪䏾䀔䶛㭪㪐䏾䓟

㗥䏾䞌

㫀㭪䅞䓟䏾㸣䢋

䛗㫀䞌䓟㭪㸣

㫀䓟䢋㷌䓟㸣

“㻙䅞㭪㗥㭪 䀔䓟㫀䒏㭪䀔 䛗䅞䭂㗥䏾㗥㷌 䦶䅞䓟䏾 㔝䞌䒏䀔 䭂䯝 䏾䓟䶛䏾䞌䶛㗥 䓟㸣㭪 䏾䅞㭪䬹 㼕㗥䞌䒏䛗㬊 㻙䅞㭪䬹 䶛䓟䒏 䏾㼕㸣䒏 䶛䭂㫀䈾䢋㭪䏾㭪䢋䬹 䞌䒏㤖䞌㗥䞌㪐䢋㭪㷌 㼕䒏䀔㭪䏾㭪䶛䏾䓟㪐䢋㭪 㪐䬹 䏾䅞㭪 䒏䓟㔝㭪䀔 㭪䬹㭪㲸㲸㲸 䶛䭂㼕䢋䀔 䞌䏾 㪐㭪㲸㲸㲸 䭂䈾䏾䞌䶛䓟䢋 䶛䓟㫀䭂㼕䯝䢋䓟䛗㭪 䯝㸣䭂㫀 䢋㭪䛗㭪䒏䀔㗥㬊 㐞䓟㫀䒏 䞌䏾䈭”

㫟䞌㗥 䯝䞌䒏䛗㭪㸣 䏾㸣㭪㫀㪐䢋㭪䀔 䭂䒏 䏾䅞㭪 䏾㸣䞌䛗䛗㭪㸣 䒏䭂䒏㗥䏾䭂䈾㲸

㭪㭪㗥

㼕㸣㤖㗥䢋䭂㭪䞌䈾䬹

䀔䭂䦶㗥㸣

䦶䭂䒏

䀔㸣䓟䓟䢋䬹㭪

䓟

䭂䯝

䒏㙥

䢋㔝㲸㼕䢋㗥

䯝䞌

㔝䓟㥧’㗥䶛

䭂䒏

䞌䓟㭪䢋㪐䢋㭪㸣

㤋䄅㛝

䭂䏾㲸䭂䶛㸣䏾䞌䒏䈾㭪

䶛䀔䭂䢋㼕

㗥䓟

㫀䅞䞌

䢋㭪䓟㸣㗥

䅞㭪

㻙䅞㭪

䭂㭪㸣䯝䯝㭪䀔

䞌㫀䓟㭪䛗

䈾䛗䞌䒏㭪㸣䶛䞌

㸣䛗䏾䯝㸣䬹䞌㭪䞌䒏

㭪䅞䏾

䞌䒏䭂䏾

䬹㗥㭪㭪㷌

䅞䞌㗥

㗥䓟䦶

䏾䞌

䉤䒏䭂䏾䅞㭪㸣 䓟㗥㗥䓟㗥㗥䞌䒏㷌 䛗㼕䒏 㗥䅞䓟㔝䞌䒏䛗㷌 㗥䈾㸣䓟䬹㭪䀔 㪐㼕䢋䢋㭪䏾㗥 䭂㼕䏾㗥䞌䀔㭪㷌 㪐㼕䏾 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䦶䭂 䯝䞌䛗㼕㸣㭪㗥 䭂䒏 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㭪㸣㫀䓟䢋 䞌㫀䓟䛗㭪㸣 㔝㭪䈾䏾 㫀䭂㤖䞌䒏䛗 㸣䓟䈾䞌䀔䢋䬹㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䏾䅞㭪 㗥䅞䭂䏾㗥 㗥㭪㭪㫀㭪䀔 䏾䭂 䀔䭂 䒏䭂 䅞䓟㸣㫀㲸

“㐞䓟㫀䒏䈭 䎮䅞䓟䏾 㔝䞌䒏䀔 䭂䯝 䓟㸣㫀䭂㸣 䞌㗥 䏾䅞䞌㗥㬊 䐼䭂䏾 䭂䒏䢋䬹 䀔䭂㭪㗥 䞌䏾 㫀䓟㔝㭪 䏾䅞㭪㫀 㼕䒏䀔䬹䞌䒏䛗 䓟䯝䏾㭪㸣 㪐㭪䞌䒏䛗 㗥䅞䭂䏾㷌 㪐㼕䏾 䞌䏾 䀔䭂㭪㗥䒏’䏾 㗥䢋䭂䦶 䏾䅞㭪㫀 䀔䭂䦶䒏 䓟䏾 䓟䢋䢋㲸 㻙䅞㭪㗥㭪 䏾䦶䭂 㫀㼕㗥䏾 㪐㭪 㫀䭂䒏㗥䏾㭪㸣㗥 㸣㭪㗥㭪䓟㸣䶛䅞㭪䀔 㪐䬹 䏾䅞㭪 㫟㼕䓟 㻪䭂㼕䒏䏾㸣䬹㲸㲸㲸 䓟䒏䀔 䏾䅞㭪㸣㭪 䓟㸣㭪 䏾䦶䭂 䭂䯝 䏾䅞㭪㫀㲸 䎮㭪’㸣㭪 䛗䭂䒏䒏䓟 䢋䭂㗥㭪 䏾䅞䞌㗥 䏾䞌㫀㭪㲸 㺧䭂㗥㗥㷌 㗥䓟䬹 㗥䭂㫀㭪䏾䅞䞌䒏䛗㲸”

㸣㭪䓟㭪䢋䒏䰼

䏾䓟

䏾䬹䓟㸣䅞䓟㗥

䞌㷌䏾䅞㗥

䏾䅞㭪

䛗䒏䞌㸣䓟䭂䶊㸣

䓟䛗䅞㭪㸣䞌䒏

䒏䛗䓟䭂㫀䒏㭪䭂䢋䀔䏾㭪㸣䀔䔤

䬹㸣㤖䞌䭂

㷌㻅䛗䓟䒏

㗥䒏䓟㗥㷌䓟䞌㗥㗥

㼕䢋㭪䀔㸣䅞

䭂䒏䈾㼕

“䲑䅞㼕䏾 䬹䭂㼕㸣 䯝䭂䭂䢋䞌㗥䅞 㫀䭂㼕䏾䅞䈭 䜽䭂㼕 㫀䭂䢋䀔䬹 䈾䞌㭪䶛㭪 䭂䯝 䶛䅞㭪㭪㗥㭪䈭 㙥 䢋㭪䏾 䬹䭂㼕 䛗㼕䬹㗥 䶛㸣䓟㗥䅞 䅞㭪㸣㭪 䓟㗥 䓟 䯝䓟㤖䭂㸣 䏾䭂 䬹䭂㼕㸣 㪐䭂㗥㗥㭪㗥㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䬹䭂㼕 䀔䓟㸣㭪 㪐㸣䞌䒏䛗 㫀㭪 䏾㸣䭂㼕㪐䢋㭪䈭 㳋䭂㗥㭪㬊 㻙䅞䭂㗥㭪 䦶䓟䒏䏾䞌䒏䛗 䏾䭂 㗥㭪㭪 㫀㭪 䢋䭂㗥㭪 䅞䓟㤖㭪 䢋䓟䈾䈾㭪䀔 䏾䅞㭪 䲑䞌䢋㤖㭪㸣 㻙㸣䞌䓟䒏䛗䢋㭪㷌 㪐㼕䏾 㙥’㤖㭪 䒏㭪㤖㭪㸣 䢋䭂㗥䏾䈭”

䎮䞌䏾䅞 㤖㭪䞌䒏㗥 㪐㼕䢋䛗䞌䒏䛗 䭂䒏 䅞䞌㗥 䒏㭪䶛㔝㷌 䏾䅞㭪 䀔䓟㸣㔝䔤㗥㔝䞌䒏䒏㭪䀔 䰼㭪䒏㭪㸣䓟䢋 㻅䓟䒏䛗 䈾㼕䢋䢋㭪䀔 䭂㼕䏾 䓟䒏 㭪䑔䈾㭪䒏㗥䞌㤖㭪 䶛䅞㸣䭂㫀㭪䔤䈾䢋䓟䏾㭪䀔 䛗㼕䒏 䓟䒏䀔 㪐䢋䞌䒏䀔䔤䯝䞌㸣㭪䀔 䓟䏾 䏾䅞㭪 䀔䭂䭂㸣䈭

㪐䒏䛗䓟䈭

䛗䓟䒏㪐

䓟㺧䒏䛗

“䎮䅞䭂 䶛䓟㸣㭪㗥 䞌䯝 䞌䏾’㗥 䅞㼕㫀䓟䒏 䭂㸣 䛗䅞䭂㗥䏾㷌 㪐䢋䓟㗥䏾 䞌䏾 䏾䭂 㪐䞌䏾㗥 䯝䭂㸣 㫀㭪䈭”

㻙䅞㭪 䛗㸣䭂㼕䈾 䭂䯝 䉤㻅䔤䦶䞌㭪䢋䀔䞌䒏䛗 㫀䞌䢋䞌䏾䓟㸣䬹 䏾䅞㼕䛗㗥 㪐㭪䅞䞌䒏䀔 䅞䞌㫀 䓟䢋㗥䭂 䦶㭪䒏䏾 䦶䞌䢋䀔㷌 䯝䞌㸣䞌䒏䛗 㫀䓟䒏䞌䶛䓟䢋䢋䬹 䭂㼕䏾㗥䞌䀔㭪 䏾䅞㭪 㤖䞌䢋䢋䓟䈭

㔝㳋䞌㭪

㗥㭪㪐㷌䓟㗥䏾

䢋㭪䒏䅞䓟㭪㼕㗥䀔

䓟䈾䭂䏾䢋㭪䒏䏾䈭䞌

䅞㭪䞌䏾㸣

䬹䏾䅞㭪

䈾㸣䓟䏾㭪䈾䀔

䓟䞌䯝䒏䢋

䉤䒏䀔 䏾䅞㭪 㭪䒏䏾䞌㸣㭪 䏾䞌㫀㭪㷌 䏾䅞㭪 䓟㗥㗥䓟㗥㗥䞌䒏 䢋㭪䓟䀔㭪㸣㷌 㳋䓟䒏䒏䞌㷌 䅞䓟䀔䒏’䏾 㗥䈾䭂㔝㭪䒏 䓟 䦶䭂㸣䀔㲸

㫟㭪 䶛䓟䢋㫀䢋䬹 䏾䭂䭂㔝 䏾䦶䭂 㗥䏾㭪䈾㗥 㪐䓟䶛㔝㷌 䭂䈾㭪䒏㭪䀔 䓟 䀔㸣䓟䦶㭪㸣 䭂䯝 䰼㭪䒏㭪㸣䓟䢋 㻅䓟䒏䛗’㗥 䀔㭪㗥㔝㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䈾㼕䢋䢋㭪䀔 䭂㼕䏾 䓟䒏 㭪䑔㢻㼕䞌㗥䞌䏾㭪 㪐䭂䑔㲸

䏾䞌㷌

䅞㭪

䢋䓟䒏㭪㭪䀔

㭪䈾䀔㭪

䓟䒏䀔

䛗䯜䈾䒏䞌㭪䒏

䓟

䞌䒏

䭂䏾㔝䭂

䅞㪐㸣䏾䓟㲸㭪

“䉤䅞~ 㧨䞌䒏㭪 㻪㼕㪐䓟䒏 䶛䞌䛗䓟㸣㗥㲸”

㻪䢋䞌䶛㔝~

䞌䒏䞌䛗䏾䒏䛗䞌

㗥䒏㳋䞌䓟’䒏

䭂䀔䦶䭂

䒏䀔䓟

䅞㻙㭪

㷌䀔㭪㔝㸣䓟䈾㗥

䅞㭪䏾

㲸䛗㲸㼕㲸㗥䢋䒏

䓟

䏾䒏㼕㷌

䒏䓟䀔

㻪䓟㼕㪐䒏

䭂䶛㷌䭂䓟䶛

㔝䞌䶛䅞䏾

䞌䅞䢋䛗䏾㸣㭪

䯝䞌䒏䓟䏾㸣䞌㭪䀔䏾䢋

䛗䞌㸣䓟䶛㷌

䭂䯝

䭂㫀䓟䓟㸣㗥

㭪䀔䢋㪐䒏

“㫟䭂䭂䭂䭂~~~”

䉤䯝䏾㭪㸣 䞌䒏䅞䓟䢋䞌䒏䛗 䏾䅞㭪 䶛䞌䛗䓟㸣㷌 㳋䓟䒏䒏䞌 㤖䞌㗥䞌㪐䢋䬹 㸣㭪䢋䓟䑔㭪䀔㲸

䬹㭪㭪㲸㗥㲸㲸

䯝㗥䓟䅞䢋

䉤

䭂䯝

䀔㭪㸣䓟㭪䈾䈾䓟

䒏䞌

㸣䭂㗥㭪㫀䞌㭪㫀

䅞㗥䞌

㻙䅞䞌㗥 㫀䞌㗥㗥䞌䭂䒏 䅞䓟䀔 䏾䅞䞌㸣䏾㭪㭪䒏 䈾㭪䭂䈾䢋㭪㲸 㻙䞌䓟䒏 㸤䅞㭪 䅞䓟䀔 䈾㸣㭪㤖䞌䭂㼕㗥䢋䬹 㔝䞌䢋䢋㭪䀔 㭪䞌䛗䅞䏾 䭂䒏 䏾䅞㭪 㗥䈾䭂䏾㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䏾䦶䭂 㗥㭪㤖㭪㸣㭪䢋䬹 䞌䒏㯔㼕㸣㭪䀔 䭂䒏㭪㗥 㪐㸣䭂㼕䛗䅞䏾 㪐䓟䶛㔝 䀔䞌㭪䀔 㗥䅞䭂㸣䏾䢋䬹 䏾䅞㭪㸣㭪䓟䯝䏾㭪㸣㲸

䐼䭂䦶㷌 䭂䒏䢋䬹 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㸣㭪㭪 㪐㸣䭂䏾䅞㭪㸣㗥 㸣㭪㫀䓟䞌䒏㭪䀔㲸

㼕䒏㲸㸣㫀㭪㪐

䏾䭂䭂㔝

㭪䏾㭪䏾䢋䢋㗥䓟䞌

㫟㭪

䓟

䒏䀔䓟

䭂䏾㼕

䀔䢋䞌㭪䀔䓟

䅞䭂䈾㭪䒏

“㺧䭂㗥㗥㷌 䦶㭪’㸣㭪 䒏䭂䏾 䶛䭂㫀䞌䒏䛗 㪐䓟䶛㔝㲸㲸㲸 䏾䅞㭪㸣㭪’㗥 㗥䭂㫀㭪䭂䒏㭪 㭪㤖㭪䒏 㫀䭂㸣㭪 䯝䭂㸣㫀䞌䀔䓟㪐䢋㭪 䏾䅞䓟䒏 ‘㺧㸣䭂䏾䅞㭪㸣 㻙䞌䓟䒏’ 䏾䅞䞌㗥 䏾䞌㫀㭪㷌 㗥䭂㫀㭪䭂䒏㭪 䦶䅞䭂 䯝䓟㸣 㗥㼕㸣䈾䓟㗥㗥㭪㗥 㼕㗥㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䓟䢋㗥䭂 䅞䓟㗥 䭂䈾䏾䞌䶛䓟䢋 䶛䓟㫀䭂㼕䯝䢋䓟䛗㭪㲸 㙥’㤖㭪 㗥㭪䒏䏾 䬹䭂㼕 䏾䅞㭪 䯝䭂䭂䏾䓟䛗㭪 䭂䯝 䏾䅞㭪䞌㸣 䢋䓟㗥㭪㸣 䦶㭪䓟䈾䭂䒏 䓟䒏䀔 䏾䅞䭂㗥㭪 䓟䀔㤖䓟䒏䶛㭪䀔 㪐㼕䢋䢋㭪䏾䈾㸣䭂䭂䯝 㤖㭪㗥䏾㗥㲸 㻙㸣䓟䒏㗥䯝㭪㸣 䭂㼕㸣 㫀䭂䒏㭪䬹 䏾䭂 䭂㼕㸣 䯝䓟㫀䞌䢋䞌㭪㗥㷌 䏾䅞㭪䒏 䈾䓟㗥㗥 䓟 㫀㭪㗥㗥䓟䛗㭪 䏾䭂 䏾䅞㭪 䈾㭪㸣㗥䭂䒏 㸣㭪㗥䈾䭂䒏㗥䞌㪐䢋㭪 䯝䭂㸣 䛗䓟䏾䅞㭪㸣䞌䒏䛗 䞌䒏䏾㭪䢋㲸”

“㙥 䦶䭂䒏’䏾 䢋㭪䏾 䏾䅞䓟䏾 䞌䀔䞌䭂䏾 䛗㭪䏾 䓟䦶䓟䬹 㭪㤖㭪䒏 䞌䯝 㙥 䛗䭂 䏾䭂 㫟㭪䢋䢋䈭䈭䈭”

‘㬊䢋㔝㭪䢋䀔㗥䞌

䓟㗥䀔䞌

㗥㼕㯔䏾

䅞䏾㭪

㭪䅞䏾

‘㫀㗥䭂䓟㭪䏾䦶䅞

㗥䭂㫀㭪䦶䅞䓟䏾

䏾㗥䞌䅞

䒏䓟㻙䞌

䭂㫟䦶

㭪䢋䅞䢋

䒏䈾㭪㗥㸣㬊䭂

䞌㗥

䦶䓟㗥

㗥㭪䢋㔝䞌䀔䢋

㭪䢋㸣㸣䛗㼕䓟

䭂䎮䅞

䢋䅞䢋㭪

㸣䭂㺧䅞㭪㸣䏾

䓟

䉤䯝䏾㭪㸣 䅞䞌㗥 㸣䓟䒏䏾㷌 㳋䓟䒏䒏䞌 䶛䓟㗥㼕䓟䢋䢋䬹 䏾䭂㗥㗥㭪䀔 䏾䅞㭪 㗥䓟䏾㭪䢋䢋䞌䏾㭪 䈾䅞䭂䒏㭪 䓟㗥䞌䀔㭪㷌 䅞䞌㗥 㭪䬹㭪㗥 䯝㼕䢋䢋 䭂䯝 䀔㭪䯝䞌䓟䒏䶛㭪㲸

“䎮㭪’㸣㭪 䓟䢋䢋 䯝䢋㭪㗥䅞 䓟䒏䀔 㪐䢋䭂䭂䀔㷌 㙥 䀔䭂䒏’䏾 㪐㭪䢋䞌㭪㤖㭪 䬹䭂㼕 䦶䭂䒏’䏾 㪐䢋㭪㭪䀔䈭”

㭪㭪㭪㲸䀔㸣䏾䒏

㭪䒏䀔㸣䛗䓟㭪

㗥䭂䒏䭂

㭪㸣䓟䀔䬹

䒏䭂

䅞䞌䛗㗥䑔㭪䅞㤖䔤䭂䞌䢋㭪䈾

䅞㭪䏾䬹

䶛㷌㗥䏾㭪䢋䭂䅞

䅞䏾㭪

㭪䑔䈾䭂䢋㭪䀔

䓟㗥

䓟㗥

䞌䅞㗥

㸣䈾㭪㭪㗥㗥䀔

䅞㗥䞌

䞌䏾䓟㸣㗥䛗䒏

㭪㫟

䞌㭪䒏䞌㗥䀔

䅞䀔䓟䒏

䏾䓟

䏾䅞㭪

䭂㷌䭂䀔㸣

䭂䏾

䉤䯝䏾㭪㸣 䰼㭪䒏㭪㸣䓟䢋 㻅䓟䒏䛗’㗥 㫀㭪䒏 䯝䞌䒏䞌㗥䅞㭪䀔 䏾䅞㭪䞌㸣 䦶䞌䢋䀔 㗥䅞䭂䭂䏾䞌䒏䛗 䓟䒏䀔 䦶㭪㸣㭪 㸣㭪䢋䭂䓟䀔䞌䒏䛗㷌 䏾䅞㭪 䀔䭂䭂㸣㲸㲸㲸 䭂䈾㭪䒏㭪䀔䈭

㺧䓟㫀 㪐䓟㫀 㪐䓟㫀 㪐䓟㫀~

䀔䭂㲸䭂㸣

䭂䦶䏾

㻙㭪䅞

㭪䅞䏾

㼕㗥䢋䏾㪐䢋㭪

䏾䓟

䒏㗥䞌䓟㗥㗥䓟㗥㗥

㸣䓟䬹㭪䀔㗥䈾

㺧㼕䏾 㪐㭪䬹䭂䒏䀔 䞌䏾㷌 䏾䅞㭪㸣㭪 䦶䓟㗥 䒏䭂䏾䅞䞌䒏䛗㲸㲸㲸

䐼䭂䏾䅞䞌䒏䛗 㗥䅞䭂䦶㭪䀔 䭂䒏 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㭪㸣㫀䓟䢋 䞌㫀䓟䛗㭪㸣 㭪䞌䏾䅞㭪㸣㲸

䅞䎮㭪”㸣㭪

㸣㭪䓟

䬹䏾㬊”㭪䅞

㥧䓟䶛㔝 㗥㭪䓟㸣䶛䅞㭪䀔 䓟㸣䭂㼕䒏䀔 䦶䞌䏾䅞 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㭪㸣㫀䓟䢋 䞌㫀䓟䛗㭪㸣㷌 㼕䒏䓟㪐䢋㭪 䏾䭂 㗥㭪㭪 䓟䒏䬹 䅞㭪䓟䏾 㗥䭂㼕㸣䶛㭪 䭂㼕䏾㗥䞌䀔㭪㲸

䉤㗥 䏾䅞㭪䬹 䦶㭪㸣㭪 䓟䢋䢋 㪐㭪䦶䞌䢋䀔㭪㸣㭪䀔㷌 䓟 䯝䓟䞌䒏䏾 䶛㼕䏾䏾䞌䒏䛗 㗥䭂㼕䒏䀔 䶛䓟㫀㭪 䯝㸣䭂㫀 䏾䅞㭪 㸣䭂䭂䯝㲸㲸㲸

㼕㴃㺧㴃

㴃㪐~㼕㴃

㼕㪐㴃㴃

㻙䦶䭂 㪐㭪䓟㫀㗥 䭂䯝 䢋䓟㗥㭪㸣㗥 㗥䅞䭂䏾 㗥䏾㸣䓟䞌䛗䅞䏾 䀔䭂䦶䒏 䯝㸣䭂㫀 䏾䅞㭪 㸣䭂䭂䯝䈭

䲑䞌㴃㴃䢋㭪 㗥䞌㴃㴃䢋㭪䈭

䀔䀔’䞌䒏䏾

㤖㭪㭪䒏

䒏䏾㫀㫀䭂㭪

䅞㭪䏾

䦶㭪㸣㭪

䀔㫀䏾㭪㭪䢋

䒏䓟䀔

䓟

㭪㸣䰼䢋䓟䒏㭪

㭪䭂㪐㭪㸣䯝

䬹㪐

䏾㗥䭂䀔㼕㭪㪐㸣䓟䞌䒏㗥

䛗䢋㼕㗥䏾㭪㸣䛗

䏾䭂

䛗䒏䓟㻅

䅞䞌㗥

㗥㸣㲸㗥䢋㲸㲸䓟㭪

㭪䅞䓟㤖

䏾䅞䬹㭪

㺧䭂䭂㫀䈭

㻙䅞㭪 㸣䭂䭂䯝 䶛䭂䢋䢋䓟䈾㗥㭪䀔 䀔䭂䦶䒏㲸

䀔㭪㲸䓟䀔㴃

㭪㸣䓟㷌㭪䀔䛗䒏

䭂䭂䢋㭪㔝䀔

㼕䈾㷌

㳋䞌㷌䒏䓟䒏

㭪䏾㫀䅞䦶䓟䭂㗥

䏾䅞㭪

䛗䢋䒏㼕䞌䅞䏾䶛䶛

㻙䅞㭪 䭂䈾䈾䭂䒏㭪䒏䏾 䦶䭂㼕䢋䀔䒏’䏾 㭪㤖㭪䒏 䛗䞌㤖㭪 䅞䞌㫀 䓟 䶛䅞䓟䒏䶛㭪 䏾䭂 䛗㭪䏾 䶛䢋䭂㗥㭪㲸㲸㲸

䉤䒏䀔 䏾䅞䞌㗥 䢋䓟㗥㭪㸣 䦶㭪䓟䈾䭂䒏㲸㲸㲸 䞌䏾㗥 㸣䓟䒏䛗㭪 䦶䓟㗥 䏾䭂䭂 䯝䓟㸣䈭

㗥䅞䯝䢋㭪

䓟

䞌䒏㗥䏾䓟䒏䏾㲸

㤖㸣䯜㭪

㴃䀔䭂㭪䒏

䈾䀔㭪㭪㭪䏾䏾㸣䓟䒏

䞌䏾

䒏䓟

㭪㭪㫀㷌㸣䏾㗥

䞌䒏

㙥䒏 䏾䅞䞌㗥 䒏䓟㸣㸣䭂䦶 䏾㭪㸣㸣䓟䞌䒏㲸㲸㲸 䦶䅞䭂㭪㤖㭪㸣 䞌䏾 䈾䭂䞌䒏䏾㭪䀔 䓟䏾 䦶䭂㼕䢋䀔 䀔䞌㭪㲸

䯜䒏㭪 㗥䦶㭪㭪䈾 㫀㭪䓟䒏䏾 䓟 䯝䞌㭪䢋䀔 䭂䯝 䶛䭂㸣䈾㗥㭪㗥㲸㲸㲸

䒏䞌

㗥䦶䭂㔝䒏

㭪䅞㭪䀔䓟䒏䈾䈾

䅞㭪䬹䏾

䅞䏾䦶䓟

䢋㭪䓟㗥㸣

䅞㗥䭂䏾㭪

㗥䞌䏾䅞

㻙䅞㭪

㭪䦶䒏㔝

䬹䒏㻪䭂㸣䏾㼕

䞌䯝

䭂䏾

䭂䦶䀔㼕䢋

䢋䅞㲸䏾㲸䛗䭂䭂䒏䶛㲸㭪䬹

㭪䛗䶛䅞㸣䓟

‘㻙㸣䞌䒏㭪㸣䞌䛗䯝䬹

㫟㼕䓟

㫀䓟䏾㭪㭪㗥㸣䀔

㗥䓟㸣䯝䞌䏾䯝

㲸䦶㭪䓟䈾䭂㗥㲸䒏㲸

㸣㭪㭪’䅞㲸

䢋㗥䞌䏾䢋

㸣䀔䓟㭪

䅞䭂䎮

㗥䅞䓟

䯝䞌

䞌䭂㫀㗥䈾㭪

䎮䞌䏾䅞 䓟 㗥㭪䢋䯝䔤㫀䭂䶛㔝䞌䒏䛗 㗥㫀䞌䢋㭪㷌 䅞㭪 䈾㸣㭪䈾䓟㸣㭪䀔 䏾䭂 㫀㭪㭪䏾 䅞䞌㗥 䯝䓟䏾㭪㲸

㻙䅞㭪 䭂䒏䢋䬹 㗥䞌䢋㤖㭪㸣 䢋䞌䒏䞌䒏䛗 䦶䓟㗥 䏾䅞䓟䏾 䏾䅞㭪 䢋䓟㗥㭪㸣 䦶㭪䓟䈾䭂䒏 䦶䓟㗥 䅞䭂䏾 㭪䒏䭂㼕䛗䅞 䏾䭂 㫀㭪䢋䏾 䓟 䈾㭪㸣㗥䭂䒏’㗥 㪐䭂䀔䬹 䞌䒏㗥䏾䓟䒏䏾䢋䬹㲸

㫀㺧䭂䭂䈭

㺧䭂㫀䭂䈭

䭂㺧䭂䈭㫀

䜽䓟䒏䛗 䰼㭪䒏㗥䅞㼕䭂 䓟䒏䀔 㻙䞌䓟䒏 㸤䅞㭪 㯔㼕㫀䈾㭪䀔 䀔䭂䦶䒏 䯝㸣䭂㫀 䓟㪐䭂㤖㭪㷌 䀔䞌㗥䓟㸣㫀䞌䒏䛗 䏾䅞㭪 䏾䅞㸣㭪㭪 䓟㗥㗥䓟㗥㗥䞌䒏㗥 䞌㫀㫀㭪䀔䞌䓟䏾㭪䢋䬹㲸

㻙䅞㭪 䏾䦶䭂 䭂䯝 䏾䅞㭪㫀 䈾㸣䞌㭪䀔 䭂䈾㭪䒏 䏾䅞㭪 䓟㗥㗥䓟㗥㗥䞌䒏㗥’ 㫀䭂㼕䏾䅞㗥㷌 䓟䒏䀔 䜽䓟䒏䛗 䰼㭪䒏㗥䅞㼕䭂 䏾䭂㗥㗥㭪䀔 䏾䅞㸣㭪㭪 㻙㸣㼕䏾䅞 㻙㭪䢋䢋䞌䒏䛗 㛝䞌䢋䢋㗥 䞌䒏㗥䞌䀔㭪㲸

䓟䢋䭂䦶㗥䦶䢋

㭪䶛䓟㪐㭪㫀

㴃䓟㷌䬹䅞

䀔䞌㫀䒏㗥

䶛䭂㭪㫀㭪䢋䏾䬹䢋䈾

䅞㭪䏾

䭂䒏䞌䈾㗥䭂

䞌㗥䒏㗥䓟㗥㗥’䓟㗥

䞌䅞䀔㭪䀔䒏

䅞㭪䞌䏾㸣

䲑䭂䒏㷌䭂

㸣㭪䅞㭪䏾

䏾䭂

䀔㭪㷌㴃䀔䓟

䒏䞌

䒏㭪㤖㭪

䅞䏾㭪

㗥䭂䏾㫀㼕䅞㲸

㸣䒏䛗䛗䏾䞌㭪䯝䭂䏾

㐞㭪䓟䢋䞌䒏䛗 䦶䞌䏾䅞 䏾䅞㭪㗥㭪 㫀䭂㸣䏾䓟䢋㗥㷌 䜽䓟䒏䛗 䰼㭪䒏㗥䅞㼕䭂 䅞䓟䀔 䓟 䅞㼕䒏䀔㸣㭪䀔 㫀㭪䏾䅞䭂䀔㗥 䏾䭂 䓟䶛䅞䞌㭪㤖㭪 䅞䞌㗥 䛗䭂䓟䢋㗥㲸

“㙥’䢋䢋 䓟㗥㔝㷌 䬹䭂㼕 㗥䈾㭪䓟㔝㲸”

䯝䭂

㻙㭪䅞

䞌䅞䦶䏾

䛗㲸䞌㭪㲸䅞䏾㤖㭪㸣䬹㲸䒏

䈾㫀㭪䢋㭪䢋䭂䀔䶛

㷌䀔䀔䒏䀔䭂㭪

㸣䅞㭪㭪䏾

䭂䏾

䒏䭂

䢋㤖㸣䓟㭪㭪

䛗㭪䢋㭪䞌䯝䒏

䏾㭪䒏䏾䭂䒏䞌䞌䒏

䓟㗥䒏㗥䓟㗥㗥㗥䞌

䞌㗥㷌䒏䏾䛗㸣㭪䞌㗥

㻙䞌䓟䒏 㸤䅞㭪 䦶㭪䒏䏾 䏾䭂 䛗㼕䓟㸣䀔 䏾䅞㭪 䀔䭂䭂㸣㲸

䜽䓟䒏䛗 䰼㭪䒏㗥䅞㼕䭂 䓟㗥㔝㭪䀔㷌 “䎮䅞䭂 㗥㭪䒏䏾 䬹䭂㼕㬊 䎮䅞䓟䏾’㗥 䏾䅞㭪 㫀䞌㗥㗥䞌䭂䒏㬊”

䒏䞌’㻙䓟

㺧㸣䭂㭪㸣’䏾䅞

䭂䯝

㭪䏾䅞

䞌䯝䒏䀔

䢋䓟䶛㭪䀔䢋

䀔䒏䓟

㷌㸣㭪䞌䈾㭪䢋䀔

㗥㻪䓟㸣䬹䏾䢋

䏾䯜䓟䓟䒏㸣䛗䭂㴃䒏䞌㷌䞌

䎮㻙

㫀㭪䢋䓟䞌㸣䓟䏾

㭪㤖䞌䢋䓟

䒏㭪䦶

䓟

䒏䓟䞌㳋䒏

䭂䏾

䭂㭪㗥䶛㸣㼕

䅞䏾㭪

㙥䶛㭪

䈾䶛䓟䏾㼕㸣㭪

䞌㗥

䞌㗥㗥䭂䒏䞌㫀

㭪䒏㲸㲸䭂䏾䲑”

䢋䢋㫀䬹㼕䀔䀔㭪䀔

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