Capítulo 1677: Chapter 1666: Beating Him Black and Blue
To reach this stage, Adams has put in more than a decade of effort,
especially as he will soon run for councilor of this district, with a high chance of success.
The benefits to be gained at that ti will far exceed the current ten million.
“Greedy humans.”
Murphy shook his head privately, then said coldly, “How much do you want.”
“Five thousand… no… a hundred million.”
Murphy laughed, “Haha, you really dare to ask. A hundred million US dollars, my master can afford that.”
Adams rejoiced, “That’s good. As long as I get this money, I promise to run far away, and from then on, I will live incognito, never appearing in Arica.”
“Too bad. We blood… we don’t like bargaining with others.”
Adams’ smile gradually froze as he held onto the briefcase, “No. I won’t agree to your request.”
“Really care more about money than life? Are you truly not afraid of dying?”
“I…”
Adams’ eyes moved, then were covered by a layer of greed, “Compared to death, I fear the taste of poverty more.”
“Then farewell forever.”
At this mont, the sound of police sirens roared from outside the street,
The normally piercing sound now was like the most beautiful Heavenly Sound in Adam’s ears.
Seeing the relieved and relaxed expression of Adams, Murphy felt incredibly frustrated, “This guy really is not afraid of death.”
With the Blood Clan’s thods, not to ntion police cars patrolling, even in front of the police, one could kill without anyone becoming aware.
But the key point is they can’t kill.
“As long as this kid dies, the young lady will surely know it was the Duke who did it.”
Murphy shook his head; even if they wanted to kill, now was definitely not the ti.
“Although I can’t kill you, don’t expect to get off easy either.”
Murphy’s eyes turned cold, then he calmly said, “Do it.”
As soon as the words were spoken, two baseball bat-wielding Blood Clan mbers appeared on the street.
The tallic baseball bats dragged against the ground, creating a piercing noise.
“What do you want to do?”
Adams clutched the briefcase, retreating in panic.
But he had not walked far before two more people with baseball bats appeared.
The four surrounded Adams from front and back.
“Today I’ll give you a lesson first.”
After speaking, Murphy coldly said, “Do it! Just don’t beat him to death, or cripple him.”
“As you command.”
The four Blood Clan mbers revealed a sinister smile and then started beating Adams savagely.
If it were ordinary people, they naturally wouldn’t go easy.
But for the Blood Clan, controlling the force to only tornt the flesh without injuring bones was relatively easy.
Amidst the brutal beating, Adams issued a series of wretched screams.
In the empty and quiet night, these gut-wrenching screams, however, couldn’t penetrate the soundproof spell cast by the Blood Clan.
“Give it here! What a greedy fool.”
Seeing Adams weakened and covered in wounds, yet holding onto the briefcase tightly, one Blood Clan mber forcibly took it over.
The mont the briefcase was lost, Adams suddenly found energy, shouting, “No… this is mine.”
“Go to hell.”
The furious Blood Clan mber smashed over a bat fiercely.
Seeing Adams bleeding from the scalp and passing out, another criticized, “Why hit his head? Didn’t you say teach him a lesson first? What if you accidentally killed him?”
“I wasn’t paying attention!”
The Blood Clan mber who snatched the briefcase scratched his head and then used magic to treat the injuries.
“Mr. Adams, it’s because of your greed that you received this lesson.”
Murphy looked down at Adams indifferently, “I hope next ti we co for you, you’ll understand.”
“Let’s go.”
Aches all over, Adams tried his best to lift his head, squinting to watch the backs of the few people.
“No matter who you are, I, Adams, swear here, I will make you pay the price.”
Already suffering, Adams’ expression beca even more contorted under this cold gaze.
Adams wondered quietly, “Why do these voices sound sowhat familiar?”
From an ordinary person, achieving what he did today, Adams of course had extraordinary talent.
Adams had excellent mory, especially for people or events he encountered, which were unforgettable.
Therefore, when dealing with others, he’d cater to their preferences based on the information, easily gaining their support.
Under normal circumstances, Adams might recall imdiately, but at the mont, his ntal state did not allow such behavior.
“Damn it! No matter who you are, I will take revenge.”
Adams struggled to stand, limping off down the street.
…
In the Emperor’s Pavilion of the Manhattan Hotel, a few people were at the table having breakfast.
Having breakfast like this was a first for William.
Before becoming Blood Clan, the often starving William naturally couldn’t afford such luxurious als.
After becoming Blood Clan, losing the habit of human eating, he didn’t do it even more.
Yet for so purposes, William still sat here sipping red wine.
Andrew chewed his steak heartily, speaking while eating, “The weather’s nice today. Baby, why don’t you and Ning Fan go out shopping together.”
This was the reason Ning Fan admired Andrew, clearly tasting like chewing wax, yet he ate with gusto.
Alice directly said, “No thanks. I only want to stay with Daddy.”
Hearing this, William secretly felt pleased and then said, “Ning Fan, later I’ll introduce so clan mbers for you to et.”
Not knowing what this was about, Ning Fan politely said, “Duke William, you’re really too kind.”
“It’s nothing. You are already an honored guest of our family, et them in advance to avoid any misunderstandings later.”
William continued, “They will be in charge of the New York branch in the future, any needs you have you can ask them.”
“Then I must thank the Duke in advance.”
Noticing the smile on William’s face, Andrew had a hint of confusion, “Does the Philip Family need more personnel in New York? Sounds like quite a few.”
Suddenly, Andrew’s eyes moved, as if realizing sothing, he cursed internally, “What a cunning old ******* actually thought of **** seduction.”
If William knew Andrew’s thoughts, he’d definitely counter without hesitation, “You even brought out your daughter, and dare to say .”
“Ning Fan, they are already here. Let’s go.”
Just as Andrew prepared to shalessly investigate, Alice said, “Daddy, I have sothing to say to you.”
“This… alright.”
Seeing Alice specially pulling him to the room, ticulously setting up a soundproof spell, Andrew already knew what his daughter was thinking.
Alice clung to Andrew’s hand, acting charmingly, “Daddy, I really don’t like that human. Could you not do this in the future?”
䝍䏐䆉㱼㝳
㝶㜴”䄟㜴㯱
老
㠓䃁
㱼䝍
䱫㯱㠓
䃁㬀㡕䱫
䃁㡕䱫㬀
䖛㱼䍍䃁㠓㨳
䌗’㡕䃁
虜
露
䄟㯱㱼㡕㱼㵶㝳㨳䎥䏐㡕
㨳㝳䖶䏐䆉㵶㠓
䃁㨳㠓㱼䆉㱼䃁㓿䍍
䃁䄟䝍㠓䱫
露
蘆
擄
䔱䏐䵙㜴㨳㱼
擄
㠓䃁
䏐㠓䵙䣹
盧
䆉㝳䏐㱼䃁䃁䆉
盧
㱼䍍䄟㵶
‘䏐㝳㡕䃁
䆉䄟㱼䎥䍍䱫䖛㜴
盧
㓿”㡕㜴䏐㱼㝳㨳䖶
䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙’㡕 㝳㶵㞢㨳㱼㡕㡕㝳㠓䏐 㠓䖶 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䵙䄟㡕 䞃䱫㝳䃁㱼 䆉㠓㠓㜴䖛 㱼㡕㞢㱼㵶㝳䄟䎥䎥㯱 㡕㝳䏐㵶㱼 䍍㱼 䵙䄟㡕 䃁䍍㱼 䖶㝳㨳㡕䃁 㠓䵙䏐㱼㨳 㠓䖶 㼉㠓䎥㯱 䧋㠓䵙㱼㨳 䵙䍍㠓 䵙䄟㡕 㵶䎥㠓㡕㱼 䃁㠓 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐㓿
㝶㱼㡕㞢㝳䃁㱼 䃁䍍㝳㡕䖛 䄟㡕 䄟 䏐㠓䝍䎥㱼 㝶䱫䣹㱼䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 㵶㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 㡕䃁㠓㠓㞢 㡕㠓 䎥㠓䵙 䄟㡕 䃁㠓 㝳䏐㡕㝳㡕䃁 䍍㝳㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳 㶵䄟㨳㨳㯱 䄟 䍍䱫㶵䄟䏐䖛 㱼䮃㱼䏐 㝳䖶 䃁䍍䄟䃁 㞢㱼㨳㡕㠓䏐 䵙䄟㡕 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐㓿
䮃䏐㱼㱼
䏐㵶㠓䃁’䱫䎥㜴
䄟
䆉䍍䃁䏐㝳㓿
㱼䝍
䵙䎥䱫㜴㠓
㝳㨳㡕䏐䖶㜴㱼
䖶㝳
䖛㶵䏐㜴㝳
䌗䏐
㨳䎥䖛㱼㠓䮃㡕
㜴㠓䆉㠓
㶵㠓㱼㱼㵶䝍
䝍㱼㝳䆉䏐
䔱’䏐㜴㨳㱼㡕䵙
䃁㯱䍍㱼
“㽯㠓䖛 䌗 㜴㠓䏐’䃁 䵙䄟䏐䃁 䃁㠓㓿”
䉩㱼㱼㝳䏐䆉 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼’㡕 㜴㱼㵶㝳㡕㝳䮃㱼 㨳㱼䖶䱫㡕䄟䎥 䵙㝳䃁䍍㠓䱫䃁 䄟 䍍㝳䏐䃁 㠓䖶 䍍㱼㡕㝳䃁䄟䃁㝳㠓䏐䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 䵙䄟㡕 㡕䱫㨳㞢㨳㝳㡕㱼㜴㓿 䌗䏐 䍍㝳㡕 㝳㶵㞢㨳㱼㡕㡕㝳㠓䏐䖛 䍍㝳㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳 䵙㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 㠓㞢㞢㠓㡕㱼 䃁䍍㝳㡕 㨳㱼䞃䱫㱼㡕䃁䖛 㱼㡕㞢㱼㵶㝳䄟䎥䎥㯱 䏐㠓䃁 㡕㠓 䞃䱫㝳㵶䣹䎥㯱㓿
㱼䄟㡕㜴䣹䖛
㱼㯱㡕㜴㜴䱫䏐䎥
㠓䱫㯱
䮃䄟㱼䍍
“㝳䎥䶬㱼䣹
䏐䔱䵙㱼㨳㜴
㜴㠓
㡕㱼䏐㠓㠓㶵㱼
㯱㠓䱫
“䏐㯱䖛㱼㼉㠓
“㽯㠓㓿”
䄐䄟䃁㵶䍍㝳䏐䆉 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 㡕䍍㯱 䄟䵙䄟㯱䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙䖛 䵙䍍㠓 䣹䏐㱼䵙 䍍㝳㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳 䵙㱼䎥䎥䖛 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳㡕䃁㠓㠓㜴 㝳㶵㶵㱼㜴㝳䄟䃁㱼䎥㯱㓿
䍍䆉䏐㝳䃁䏐㠓
䩜䏐㶵㝳㜴䏐㱼㜴㱼㞢㠓
㠓䃁
㓿㠓䱫䝍䄟䃁
㝳㡕
㱼䝍
㱼㡕㞢”㠓㨳䏐㓿
㨳䍍㬎䃁㱼䄟
䄟
‘㡕㱼䍍㨳㿒”㱼
㱼㶵㨳䝍㡕䄟䄟㡕㨳㜴㱼
㱼䮃㯱㨳
䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 㡕㶵㝳䎥㱼㜴 䝍㨳㠓䄟㜴䎥㯱䖛 䝍䱫䃁 䍍㝳㡕 㱼㯱㱼㡕 䵙㱼㨳㱼 㵶㠓䎥㜴㓿
䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 䍍䄟㜴 䆉㨳㠓䵙䏐 䱫㞢 㝳䏐 䃁䍍㱼 䠎㠓㨳䆉䄟䏐 㬎䄟㶵㝳䎥㯱 㵶䄟㡕䃁䎥㱼䖛 䄟䏐㜴 䵙䍍㱼䏐 㡕䍍㱼 㵶䄟㶵㱼 㠓䖶 䄟䆉㱼䖛 㡕䍍㱼 䄟䃁䃁㱼䏐㜴㱼㜴 㡕㵶䍍㠓㠓䎥 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䍍䱫㶵䄟䏐㡕䖛 㨳䄟㨳㱼䎥㯱 㝳䏐䃁㱼㨳䄟㵶䃁㝳䏐䆉 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐㓿
㓿䏐䄟䍍䱫㶵
䮃㠓㨳㱼㡕㞢
㱼㡕䎥㝳䣹
䎥㱼䔱㝳㵶
䄟
㿒䍍䄟䃁
㿒䍍㝳㡕 㝳㡕 䄟䝍㡕㠓䎥䱫䃁㱼䎥㯱 䖶㠓㨳䝍㝳㜴㜴㱼䏐 㝳䏐 䃁䍍㱼 䠎㠓㨳䆉䄟䏐 㬎䄟㶵㝳䎥㯱㓿
㽯㠓䃁 㬀䱫㡕䃁 䃁䍍㱼 䠎㠓㨳䆉䄟䏐 㬎䄟㶵㝳䎥㯱䖛 䝍䱫䃁 䄟䎥䎥 㠓䃁䍍㱼㨳 䬭䎥䄟䏐㡕 㞢㨳㠓䍍㝳䝍㝳䃁 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐 䖶㨳㠓㶵 䖶䄟䎥䎥㝳䏐䆉 㝳䏐 䎥㠓䮃㱼 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䍍䱫㶵䄟䏐㡕 䱫䏐䎥㱼㡕㡕 䃁䍍㱼 䍍䱫㶵䄟䏐 㵶䄟䏐 䝍㱼㵶㠓㶵㱼 䄟 㶵㱼㶵䝍㱼㨳 㠓䖶 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐㓿
㝳䏐䃁㱼㨳㠓㵶㜴㜴䱫
㠓䎥䵙䖶䎥㠓
㱼㨳䎥䱫㓿
䃁㠓
㜴㨳䄟䃁䍍䱫㱼䆉
䄟㬎䏐
㜴䏐䵙㨳䔱㱼
㡕䍍㝳
㽯䆉㝳䏐
䃁㠓
㝳䃁䍍㡕
“㝶䄟㜴㜴㯱䖛 䌗 㨳㱼䄟䎥䎥㯱 㜴㠓䏐’䃁 䍍䄟䮃㱼 䄟䏐㯱㠓䏐㱼㓿 䧋䎥㱼䄟㡕㱼 㜴㠓䏐’䃁 䄟㡕䣹 㶵㱼 䄟䏐㯱㶵㠓㨳㱼㓿”
䉦㝳㡕䃁㱼䏐㝳䏐䆉 䃁㠓 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼’㡕 㱼䮃䄟㡕㝳䮃㱼 䵙㠓㨳㜴㡕䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 㵶䍍䱫㵶䣹䎥㱼㜴 䄟䏐㜴 䏐㠓㜴㜴㱼㜴䖛 “㝶䄟㜴㜴㯱 䏐䄟䃁䱫㨳䄟䎥䎥㯱 䝍㱼䎥㝳㱼䮃㱼㡕 㝳䏐 䍍㝳㡕 㞢㨳㱼㵶㝳㠓䱫㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳㓿”
㞢䱫
㱼”㿒䍍䏐
㵶䄟䏐
䄟䏐㜴
㽯㝳䏐䆉
䱫㠓㯱
䖛㶵䄟䏐㯱㠓㨳㱼
㶵㱼
䏐䝍㝳䆉㨳
“䶬㯱㠓䱫
䏐㠓䃁
䏐㵶䄟
䄟㬎䏐
“䔱䎥㨳㝳䆉䍍䃁㓿 䡙㠓䱫 㵶䄟䏐 䆉㱼䃁 䃁㠓 䣹䏐㠓䵙 㱼䄟㵶䍍 㠓䃁䍍㱼㨳 㠓䏐 㯱㠓䱫㨳 㠓䵙䏐㓿 㝶䄟㜴㜴㯱 㞢㨳㠓㶵㝳㡕㱼㡕 䏐㠓䃁 䃁㠓 㝳䏐䃁㱼㨳䖶㱼㨳㱼㓿 䄐㝳䎥䎥 䃁䍍㝳㡕 䵙㠓㨳䣹䶬”
“㽯㠓 㞢㨳㠓䝍䎥㱼㶵㓿”
䉩㱼䍍
㱼㱼䖶㓿䎥㨳㝳
䏐㠓
䊏㯱䎥䏐
㝳䎥㵶㱼䔱
䄟㜴䍍
㝳㜴㜴
䖶㠓
㨳㜴䵙㱼䏐䔱
䝍䃁㱼㨳䍍䄟㱼
䵙㠓䎥㜴䱫
㝳㡕䏐㝳䃁㡕
㨳㱼㨳䵙㜴㠓㝳
䏐㝳䝍㱼䆉
㓿㬎䄟䏐
䵙䃁䍍㝳
㨳䍍㱼
㡕䆉㝳䍍
䃁䍍䏐㱼
䄟
䄟䍍䃁䃁
㱼䏐㱼䝍
㽯㝳䏐䆉
䌗䖶 䃁䍍䄟䃁 䍍䄟㞢㞢㱼䏐㱼㜴䖛 䄟㡕 䍍㝳㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳䖛 㡕䍍㱼 㨳㱼䄟䎥䎥㯱 䵙㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 䣹䏐㠓䵙 䍍㠓䵙 䃁㠓 㨳㱼㡕㝳㡕䃁 䍍㱼㨳 䖶䄟䃁䍍㱼㨳㓿
“㼉㠓䏐㱼㯱䖛 䵙䄟䃁㵶䍍 㡕㠓㶵㱼 㿒㫗㓿 㝶䄟㜴㜴㯱 㝳㡕 䆉㠓㝳䏐䆉 㠓䱫䃁 䖶㠓㨳 䄟 䝍㝳䃁㓿”
㜴䄟㓿㯱”㝶㜴
㨳䄟㱼䖛㵶
㱼䄟”䣹㿒
䄐㝳䃁䍍 䍍䄟㞢㞢㝳䏐㱼㡕㡕 㠓䏐 䍍㱼㨳 䖶䄟㵶㱼䖛 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 䵙䄟䃁㵶䍍㱼㜴 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 䎥㱼䄟䮃㱼䖛 䃁䍍㝳䏐䣹㝳䏐䆉 䍍㱼㨳 䖶䄟䃁䍍㱼㨳 䵙䄟㡕 䆉㠓㝳䏐䆉 䃁㠓 㱼㘹㞢䎥䄟㝳䏐 䃁䍍㝳䏐䆉㡕 䃁㠓 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐㓿
䙹䱫㡕䃁 䄟䖶䃁㱼㨳 䎥㱼䄟䮃㝳䏐䆉 䍍㝳㡕 㜴䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁㱼㨳’㡕 㨳㠓㠓㶵䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙’㡕 㡕㶵㝳䎥㱼 䮃䄟䏐㝳㡕䍍㱼㜴 㝳䏐㡕䃁䄟䏐䃁䎥㯱䖛
䮃㠓㨳㱼
䱫䄟䏐䍍㶵
“䌗
㵶㵶䄟䃁䃁㠓䏐
㱼䝍䏐㱼
䏐䵙䣹㠓
䎥㶵䄟㱼㡕
㡕䠎㝳㡕
㱼䮃䄟䍍
䃁䏐䄟䵙
䍍䵙㝳䃁
㠓䃁
㯱”㱼䄟㡕㨳㓿
㱼䃁䍍
㝳䍍䵙㵶䍍
䏐㝳
䔱䖶䃁㱼㨳 䃁䍍㝳䏐䣹㝳䏐䆉 䖶㠓㨳 䄟 䵙䍍㝳䎥㱼䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 䄟㜴㜴㱼㜴䖛 “䅦䮃㱼䏐 㝳䏐䃁㝳㶵䄟䃁㱼 䖶㱼㶵䄟䎥㱼 䖶㨳㝳㱼䏐㜴㡕 㡕䍍㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 䝍㱼 㠓䮃㱼㨳䎥㠓㠓䣹㱼㜴㓿”
㼉䄟䮃㝳䏐䆉 㶵㝳㘹㱼㜴 㝳䏐 䍍䱫㶵䄟䏐 㡕㠓㵶㝳㱼䃁㯱 䖶㠓㨳 䄟 䎥㠓䏐䆉 䃁㝳㶵㱼䖛 䔱䏐㜴㨳㱼䵙 䵙䄟㡕 䵙㱼䎥䎥 䄟䵙䄟㨳㱼 㠓䖶 䃁䍍㱼㡕㱼 㶵䄟䃁䃁㱼㨳㡕㓿
“䌗
㨳㜴䏐㜴䱫㱼㡕”䏐䃁䄟㓿
䠎䱫㨳㞢䍍㯱 䏐㠓㜴㜴㱼㜴 䄟䏐㜴 䃁䍍㱼䏐 㨳㱼㞢㠓㨳䃁㱼㜴 䎥䄟㡕䃁 䏐㝳䆉䍍䃁’㡕 㱼䮃㱼䏐䃁㡕 䮃㝳䄟 䮃㠓㝳㵶㱼 䃁㨳䄟䏐㡕㶵㝳㡕㡕㝳㠓䏐䖛 “㿒䍍䄟䃁 㶵䄟䏐 㜴㠓㱼㡕䏐’䃁 䵙䄟䏐䃁 䃁㠓 䎥㱼䄟䮃㱼 㽯㱼䵙 䡙㠓㨳䣹䖛 㡕䍍㠓䱫䎥㜴 䵙㱼 䣹㝳䎥䎥 䍍㝳㶵䶬”
“㝶㠓䏐’䃁 䄟㵶䃁 㨳䄟㡕䍍䎥㯱㓿 㬎㝳䏐㝳㡕䍍 䵙䍍䄟䃁 䌗 䄟㡕䣹㱼㜴 㯱㠓䱫 䃁㠓 㜴㠓 䖶㝳㨳㡕䃁㓿”
䏐㝳
䎥䎥䵙㝳
㠓㯱䱫
䖶㠓
㠓䖶䃁䄟䏐㨳㝳㶵㝳㠓䏐
䍍㱼䃁
“䍍㠓㡕㓿㨳䱫
䏐㝳
䏐㠓䖶䃁㨳
䎥䎥”䔱
䝍㱼
䵙䃁㠓
㬎㨳㠓㶵 䄟 㯱㠓䱫䏐䆉 䄟䆉㱼䖛 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 䍍䄟㜴 䝍㱼㱼䏐 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳 䃁䍍㱼 㡕䃁㨳㝳㵶䃁㱼㡕䃁 㞢㨳㠓䃁㱼㵶䃁㝳㠓䏐 㠓䖶 䃁䍍㱼 䠎㠓㨳䆉䄟䏐 㬎䄟㶵㝳䎥㯱䖛 䄟䏐㜴 䠎䱫㨳㞢䍍㯱 䵙䄟㡕 䃁䍍㱼 䍍㱼䄟㜴 㠓䖶 㡕㱼㵶䱫㨳㝳䃁㯱㓿
㿒䍍㱼 㨳㱼䎥㱼䮃䄟䏐䃁 㝳䏐䖶㠓㨳㶵䄟䃁㝳㠓䏐 䵙䄟㡕 䄟䎥㨳㱼䄟㜴㯱 㜴㠓㵶䱫㶵㱼䏐䃁㱼㜴㳤 㝳䃁 㬀䱫㡕䃁 䏐㱼㱼㜴㱼㜴 䃁㠓 䝍㱼 㠓㨳䆉䄟䏐㝳䨈㱼㜴㓿
䎥㱼㱼㨳䍍䵙㡕㱼㱼
㠓䃁
䏐㝳
䏐䄟
㨳㶵㠓䖛㠓
䄟䃁䍍㱼㨳䏐㠓
䏐㽯㝳䆉
㠓䎥㓿㝳䏐㝳䱫㡕䎥
㡕㜴㱼㱼㶵㱼
䄟䵙㡕
䵙㠓䍍
㱼䄟䍍䮃
䖛㬎䄟䏐
䉦㠓㠓䣹㝳䏐䆉 䄟䃁 䃁䍍㱼 㨳㠓䵙 㠓䖶 䝍㱼䄟䱫䃁㝳䖶䱫䎥 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䮃䄟㨳㝳㱼㜴 䃁㱼㶵㞢㱼㨳䄟㶵㱼䏐䃁㡕 㝳䏐 䖶㨳㠓䏐䃁 㠓䖶 䍍㝳㶵䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䖶㱼䎥䃁 䄟㡕 㝳䖶 䍍㱼 䍍䄟㜴 㱼䏐䃁㱼㨳㱼㜴 䄟 䣹㝳䏐㜴 㠓䖶 㵶䎥䱫䝍㓿
“㿒䍍㝳㡕 㝳㡕 䠎㝳㡕㡕 䙹㱼䏐䏐㝳䖶㱼㨳䖛 㡕䍍㱼’㡕 䄟 㫗㝳㡕㵶㠓䱫䏐䃁㓿㓿㓿”
㠓䎥䄟㡕
㶵㨳㱼㝳㜴䝍䆉䄟䬭
䄟
䄟䆉”䃁㨳㱼㓿䄟㜴䱫㓿㓿
㿒㡕㝳”䍍
䃁䃁㵶㨳䖛㱼䉩䎥䄟
㡕㝳
䠎㝳㡕㡕
㵶㫗㝳㡕㠓䏐䃁䱫䖛
㓿㓿㓿
䉦㝳㡕䃁㱼䏐㝳䏐䆉 䃁㠓 䄐㝳䎥䎥㝳䄟㶵’㡕 㝳䏐䃁㨳㠓㜴䱫㵶䃁㝳㠓䏐㡕䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐’㡕 㱼㘹㞢㨳㱼㡕㡕㝳㠓䏐 䝍㱼㵶䄟㶵㱼 㶵㠓㨳㱼 䄟䏐㜴 㶵㠓㨳㱼 㞢㱼㵶䱫䎥㝳䄟㨳㓿
㱼䖶䔱㨳䃁
䃁㠓
䍍䃁㱼
䍍䃁㝳䵙
㶵㝳䍍
㓿䠎”㨳
㱼䃁㱼㶵
㝳㡕㠓䏐䏐㨳㠓䱫㵶㜴㝳䃁䃁
䍍㱼䃁
䎥㜴䄟㝳㱼㡕
㠓䖶
䍍䃁㱼
㽯䆉㝳䏐䖛
䆉䃁䍍㝳㱼
㓿㠓㯱”䱫
䃁㱼䝍䏐
䵙㨳㱼㱼
䃁䆉㱼㨳㱼
㝳㱼㵶䏐
䖛㨳䮃㱼㠓
㶵㬎㝳䄟䎥㯱
㵶䍍㱼㱼䎥䖶䱫㨳
䎥㝳䍍㡕㝳䎥㞢䧋
䃁㠓
㯱䆉㝳䍍䎥䃁㡕䎥
㠓㡕䖛㝳㵶䮃㱼
“㲖䍍㓿㓿㓿 䌗’㶵 䍍䄟㞢㞢㯱 䃁㠓 㶵㱼㱼䃁 㯱㠓䱫 䃁㠓㠓㓿”
㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䄟䵙䣹䵙䄟㨳㜴䎥㯱 㨳㱼㡕㞢㠓䏐㜴㱼㜴䖛 䖶㱼㱼䎥㝳䏐䆉 㝳䏐㵶㨳㱼䄟㡕㝳䏐䆉䎥㯱 䱫䏐㵶㠓㶵䖶㠓㨳䃁䄟䝍䎥㱼㓿
䏐䄟䬭䎥㳤
㜴㠓
㠓䍍䵙
䆉䃁㝳䍍䏐”㡕䶬
㯱㱼䃁䍍
䱫䎥㵶㜴㠓
䄟㨳㱼
㡕䃁㶵䱫
䍍㱼䃁
䌗”
㡕䍍㱼㱼㿒
䝍㱼
䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴
䏐㡕䄟䃁㱼㓿㝳㶵䣹
䱫㡕䍍㵶
䉩䍍䄟䣹㝳䏐䆉 䍍㝳㡕 䍍㱼䄟㜴䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 㵶㠓䱫䎥㜴 㠓䏐䎥㯱 䄟䃁䃁㨳㝳䝍䱫䃁㱼 䃁䍍㱼 㡕㵶㱼䏐㱼 䝍㱼䖶㠓㨳㱼 䍍㝳㶵 䃁㠓 䃁䍍㱼 䧋䍍㝳䎥㝳㞢 㬎䄟㶵㝳䎥㯱’㡕 㱼㘹㵶㱼㡕㡕㝳䮃㱼 㱼䏐䃁䍍䱫㡕㝳䄟㡕㶵㓿
“㿒䍍㱼㯱 䵙㝳䎥䎥 䝍㱼 㨳㱼㡕㞢㠓䏐㡕㝳䝍䎥㱼 䖶㠓㨳 䃁䍍㱼 㽯㱼䵙 䡙㠓㨳䣹 䝍㨳䄟䏐㵶䍍 㝳䏐 䃁䍍㱼 䖶䱫䃁䱫㨳㱼䖛 㡕㠓 㯱㠓䱫 㶵㝳䆉䍍䃁 䏐㱼㱼㜴 䃁㠓 㡕䃁䄟㯱 㝳䏐 䃁㠓䱫㵶䍍㓿”
䊏””䕫䍍
㳝㱼㡕㞢㠓䏐㜴㝳䏐䆉 䮃䄟㵶䄟䏐䃁䎥㯱䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 㨳㱼䄟䎥䎥㯱 㵶㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳㡕䃁䄟䏐㜴 䵙䍍㯱 䄟 㡕䃁㨳䄟䏐䆉㱼㨳 䎥㝳䣹㱼 䍍㝳㶵 䏐㱼㱼㜴㱼㜴 䃁㠓 㡕䃁䄟㯱 㝳䏐 䃁㠓䱫㵶䍍 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䃁䍍㱼㶵㓿
㽯㠓䃁㝳㵶㝳䏐䆉 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐’㡕 㵶䄟䎥㶵 㱼㘹㞢㨳㱼㡕㡕㝳㠓䏐䖛 䄐㝳䎥䎥㝳䄟㶵 䵙䄟㡕 㞢䱫䨈䨈䎥㱼㜴䖛 “䬭㠓䱫䎥㜴 㝳䃁 䝍㱼 䃁䍍䄟䃁 䌗’㶵 䵙㨳㠓䏐䆉䖛 㠓㨳 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 㝳㡕 䵙䄟㨳㯱 㠓䖶 䄟䆉㱼䶬”
㶵䌗’
㡕㜴䄟䖛㝳
㠓䃁
䖶㠓㨳
䱫”㠓䃁㓿
㠓䆉㝳䆉䏐
䄟
㬎䖛䄟䏐
䃁䍍㱼
㱼䱫㵶㜴㜴㱼
㵶䃁䍍䄟
䄟㨳䏐㡕䖛㠓㱼
㓿㝳䝍䃁
㠓㯱䱫
㶵䄐䎥䄟㝳㝳䎥
䝍㲖䄟䏐䎥㱼
㽯䏐”䆉㝳
㯱䱫䆉㡕
䔱䖶䃁㱼㨳 㡕㞢㱼䄟䣹㝳䏐䆉䖛 䄐㝳䎥䎥㝳䄟㶵 䄟䎥㶵㠓㡕䃁 㬀㠓䆉䆉㱼㜴 㠓䱫䃁 㠓䖶 䃁䍍㱼㨳㱼㓿
㝶㠓㝳䏐䆉 䃁䍍㝳㡕 䖶㠓㨳 䃁䍍㱼 䖶㝳㨳㡕䃁 䃁㝳㶵㱼䖛 䄐㝳䎥䎥㝳䄟㶵 䍍㝳㶵㡕㱼䎥䖶 䵙䄟㡕 㱼㘹䃁㨳㱼㶵㱼䎥㯱 㱼㶵䝍䄟㨳㨳䄟㡕㡕㱼㜴 䄟䏐㜴 㜴䄟㨳㱼㜴 䏐㠓䃁 䎥㝳䏐䆉㱼㨳㓿
㠓”㓿㠓䃁
“䌗
㠓䆉
䱫㡕㜴㠓䎥䍍
䙹䱫㡕䃁 䄟㡕 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䃁㠓㠓䣹 䄟 㵶㠓䱫㞢䎥㱼 㠓䖶 㡕䃁㱼㞢㡕䖛 䔱䏐䆉㱼䎥㝳䏐䄟䖛 䄟 㶵㱼㶵䝍㱼㨳 㠓䖶 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐䖛 㵶䄟䱫䆉䍍䃁 䍍㝳㶵䖛 “䠎㨳㓿 㽯㝳䏐䆉䖛 䵙䍍㯱 䄟㨳㱼 㯱㠓䱫 㝳䏐 㡕䱫㵶䍍 䄟 䍍䱫㨳㨳㯱䶬”
“㳝㝳䆉䍍䃁㓿 䄐㱼 䍍䄟䮃㱼 㶵䄟䏐㯱 䃁䍍㝳䏐䆉㡕 䵙㱼 㜴㠓䏐’䃁 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳㡕䃁䄟䏐㜴 㯱㱼䃁䖛 㝳䃁’㡕 䄟 䆉㨳㱼䄟䃁 㵶䍍䄟䏐㵶㱼 䃁㠓 䆉㱼䃁 䃁㠓 䣹䏐㠓䵙 㱼䄟㵶䍍 㠓䃁䍍㱼㨳㓿”
㱼䮃䎥㠓
㯱䄟㝳㵶䎥㱼㞢䎥㡕䅦
㝳䱫㼉䄟㘹䄟
㡕㱼㱼䏐
䄟㜴䏐
䍍䃁㯱㱼
㶵䖛㱼䏐
㠓䱫䃁䄟䝍
䎥䄐䄟㓿䎥
䮃”䌗’㱼
㨳䃁㱼䄟㗨
㝳䃁㓿
㱼㱼㠓䝍㨳䖶
㱼䝍㱼䏐
㱼䍍䃁
䌗
㠓䃁
䄟㘹㝳䱫㼉䄟
㠓㡕
㱼䏐䍍䆉䮃䃁㨳㱼㯱㝳
㨳㱼䄟
㝳㶵䆉㨳㓿䄟䍍”䏐㵶
㓿㓿㓿
䵧㱼䖶㠓㨳㱼 㵶㠓㶵㝳䏐䆉 䍍㱼㨳㱼䖛 䃁䍍㱼㡕㱼 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐 䍍䄟㜴 䄟䎥䎥 㨳㱼㵶㱼㝳䮃㱼㜴 㝳䏐䖶㠓㨳㶵䄟䃁㝳㠓䏐 䄟䝍㠓䱫䃁 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐㓿
㓿䅦䏐
䃁䏐䏐㠓㝳㶵䖶㝳㠓㨳䄟
䄐㝳㶵䄟䖛㝳䎥䎥
㡕䄟䵙
䝍㯱
䁔㝳䱫
㜴䏐䄟
㶵㞢䎥㠓㵶㜴㱼㝳
䖛㠓㡕䠎
㡕㿒䍍㝳
䊏䖶 㵶㠓䱫㨳㡕㱼䖛 䃁䍍㝳㡕 㝳䏐䖶㠓㨳㶵䄟䃁㝳㠓䏐 䵙䄟㡕 㶵㱼㨳㱼䎥㯱 㡕㝳㶵㞢䎥㱼 䃁䍍㝳䏐䆉㡕 䎥㝳䣹㱼 㞢㱼㨳㡕㠓䏐䄟䎥㝳䃁㯱 䄟䏐㜴 㝳䏐䃁㱼㨳㱼㡕䃁㡕䖛 䍍㱼䎥㞢㝳䏐䆉 䃁䍍㱼㶵 㱼䏐䆉䄟䆉㱼 䵙㝳䃁䍍 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐㓿
䊏䃁䍍㱼㨳䵙㝳㡕㱼䖛 㝳䖶 䃁䍍㱼㯱 䣹䏐㱼䵙 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 㞢㠓㡕㡕㱼㡕㡕㱼㜴 㼉㠓䎥㯱 䧋㠓䵙㱼㨳䖛 䃁䍍㱼㯱’㜴 㞢㨳㠓䝍䄟䝍䎥㯱 䝍㱼 㡕㵶䄟㨳㱼㜴 䎥㝳䣹㱼 䞃䱫䄟㝳䎥㡕䖛 䄟䖶㨳䄟㝳㜴 䃁㠓 䖶䎥㝳㨳䃁 㞢㨳㠓䮃㠓㵶䄟䃁㝳䮃㱼䎥㯱㓿
㯱㶵䄟㝳䎥䖶
㠓䃁
㯱㱼䄟㱼㨳㵶䏐㡕㡕
䆉㝳㨳㝳㨳䄟䖛䏐䮃
䱫㱼㡕
㡕㨳㨳㱼㠓㜴
䆉䏐㽯㝳
䏐䄟㯱
㨳㱼㠓㱼䵧䖶
䏐䄟䆉㝳
㠓䃁
䍍㱼㯱䃁
㠓䄟䖶㓿䮃㨳
䏐㶵㡕㱼䄟
䮃㱼㝳㱼㨳㱼㜴㵶
䄟’㬎䏐㡕
䄐䍍䄟䃁 㶵㱼䄟䏐㡕 㵶㠓䱫䎥㜴 㡕䱫㨳㞢䄟㡕㡕 䃁䍍䄟䃁 䄟㡕㞢㱼㵶䃁䶬
㬎㠓㨳㱼㝳䆉䏐 㵶䱫䎥䃁䱫㨳㱼㡕 䄟㨳㱼 䆉㱼䏐㱼㨳䄟䎥䎥㯱 㠓㞢㱼䏐䖛 䏐㠓䃁 䃁㠓 㶵㱼䏐䃁㝳㠓䏐 䃁䍍㱼 䵧䎥㠓㠓㜴 䬭䎥䄟䏐䖛 㡕㠓 䃁㠓㞢㝳㵶㡕 䝍㱼㵶䄟㶵㱼 㝳䏐㵶㨳㱼䄟㡕㝳䏐䆉䎥㯱 㠓㞢㱼䏐 䄟䏐㜴 㶵㠓䮃㱼㶵㱼䏐䃁㡕 䝍㠓䎥㜴㱼㨳㓿
䍍䃁㱼
㵶䄟㜴㬎㱼
䃁䏐䱫㱼䃁䄟䄟䄟䝍䎥㝳䏐
䖶㠓
㱼㡕㶵㱼
䄟䏐䖛㬎
䝍䃁䱫
䄟䵙㡕
䏐㯱䄟
䱫䄟㱼㨳䎥䎥
䏐䄟
䆉䏐㝳㽯
䍍㡕䃁㝳
䩜㝳䏐䆉䮃㱼㨳㨳㵶䏐䣹㱼䄟㓿
䎥㠓㜴䱫䵙
㜴䏐䄟
㱼㝳䍍䃁䆉
㠓㶵㱼䏐䖛䵙
䖛䄟㶵䏐
䏐㱼䆉㝳㝳䏐㵶䃁
䃁㠓
䍍䵙㝳䃁
㠓䃁
㵶㱼䎥䖛䃁㵶㱼㞢㡕䄟
䃁㝳
䅦䮃㱼䏐 䖶㨳㠓㶵 㝳䏐㡕䃁㝳䏐㵶䃁䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳㡕䃁㠓㠓㜴 䃁䍍㱼 䱫䏐㜴㱼㨳䎥㯱㝳䏐䆉 㵶㝳㨳㵶䱫㶵㡕䃁䄟䏐㵶㱼㡕㓿
䌗䃁 䵙䄟㡕䏐’䃁 䄟㡕 䄐㝳䎥䎥㝳䄟㶵 㝳㶵䄟䆉㝳䏐㱼㜴䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䵙䄟㡕䏐’䃁 㵶㠓䏐㵶㱼㨳䏐㱼㜴 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䄟䆉㱼䖛 䝍䱫䃁 䍍㱼 䵙䄟㡕䏐’䃁 䃁䍍㱼 䃁㯱㞢㱼 䃁㠓 䃁䍍㝳䏐䣹 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䍍㝳㡕 䎥㠓䵙㱼㨳 䝍㠓㜴㯱㓿
㠓㯱䱫
“䄟䄐䎥䖛㝳䎥㶵㝳
䎥㠓䃁㵶㶵䎥㱼㞢㯱㱼
㓿”㱼㶵
㝳㨳㶵㜴䱫㜴䏐㡕㠓㠓䃁㱼㡕
㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 㡕㝳䆉䍍㱼㜴 㝳䏐䵙䄟㨳㜴䎥㯱䖛 㯱㱼䃁 㵶㠓䱫䎥㜴䏐’䃁 㜴㝳㡕㶵㝳㡕㡕 䃁䍍㱼 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐 䝍㱼䖶㠓㨳㱼 䍍㝳㶵㓿
㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䵙䄟㡕 䃁㯱㞢㝳㵶䄟䎥䎥㯱 㡕㠓䖶䃁䩜䍍㱼䄟㨳䃁㱼㜴 㨳䄟䃁䍍㱼㨳 䃁䍍䄟䏐 㵶㠓䏐䖶㨳㠓䏐䃁䄟䃁㝳㠓䏐䄟䎥䖛 䄟䏐㜴 㝳䃁 䵙䄟㡕 㝳㶵㞢㠓㡕㡕㝳䝍䎥㱼 䖶㠓㨳 䍍㝳㶵 䃁㠓 㠓㞢㱼䏐䎥㯱 㜴㝳㡕㶵㝳㡕㡕 䃁䍍㱼㡕㱼 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐㓿
䃁㵶㱼㜴䎥㞢㱼㘹㱼䏐䱫㯱
䃁䱫㨳㱼㠓䝍䎥㜴
㠓㨳㜴㠓
㜴㞢㱼㠓䏐㱼㓿
䃁㱼䍍
䃁䙹䱫㡕
䵙䄟㡕
㡕䄟
䍍㠓䵙
䃁㠓
䆉㝳㽯䏐
䄟䖛㞢㱼㡕㱼㵶
䏐㬎䄟
䄟䃁㠓䝍䱫
“䔱䍍䕫”
䉩㱼㱼㝳䏐䆉 䃁䍍㝳㡕 䆉㨳㠓䱫㞢 㠓䖶 䍍䄟䎥䖶䩜㵶䎥䄟㜴 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐䖛 䄟䏐㜴 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䄟㶵㠓䏐䆉 䃁䍍㱼㶵䖛 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 䎥㱼䃁 㠓䱫䃁 䄟 㡕䍍㨳㝳㱼䣹 䄟䏐㜴 䵙㝳䃁䍍 䄟 䝍䎥䱫㡕䍍㝳䏐䆉 䖶䄟㵶㱼䖛 㡕䍍㯱䎥㯱 㡕䄟㝳㜴䖛 “䉩㠓㨳㨳㯱 䃁㠓 㝳䏐䃁㱼㨳㨳䱫㞢䃁㓿”
㱼㱼䆉䏐㝳䉩
㠓䃁
“㝳䄟㓿䵙䃁
㡕䍍㠓䱫䃁㱼㜴䖛
㨳䍍䱫䎥㯱㨳㜴㝳㱼
䎥㝳䔱㵶㱼
䃁䵙㱼㡕䄟
䱫㠓㜴㵶䃁䎥’䏐
䄟㞢㱼㱼㵶㡕
䎥䖛㱼䮃㱼䄟
㽯䆉㝳䏐
䄟㜴䏐
㡕㝳䃁䍍
㠓䏐㯱䱫㝳㞢㨳㞢㠓䃁䃁
䏐㬎䄟
䠎㡕㡕”㝳
䄟㠓䃁䝍䱫
䔱㵶䖛㝳䎥㱼
䃁㠓
“䉩㠓㨳㨳㯱䖛 䌗 䍍䄟䮃㱼 㡕㠓㶵㱼䃁䍍㝳䏐䆉 䃁㠓 㜴㠓㓿”
䉩䄟㯱㝳䏐䆉 㡕㠓䖛 㽯㝳䏐䆉 㬎䄟䏐 䃁㠓㠓䣹 䃁䍍㱼 㵶䍍䄟䏐㵶㱼 䃁㠓 㡕䎥㝳㞢 㠓䱫䃁 䖶㨳㠓㶵 䃁䍍㱼 㞢㝳䎥㱼 㠓䖶 㶵䄟䣹㱼䱫㞢㓿
䖶㠓㶵㨳
㶵䶬”㱼
䎥㝳㵶䔱䖛㱼
㠓㯱䱫
㝳㜴㜴
䏐㠓㱼㶵㡕䃁㝳䆉䍍
䏐㱼㜴㱼
㝳䠎”㡕㡕
“䌗㓿㓿㓿”
䔱䖶䃁㱼㨳 䍍㱼㡕㝳䃁䄟䃁㝳䏐䆉 䖶㠓㨳 䄟 㶵㠓㶵㱼䏐䃁 䄟䏐㜴 䆉䎥䄟䏐㵶㝳䏐䆉 䄟䃁 䃁䍍㱼 䖶䎥㝳㨳䃁㝳䏐䆉 䵙㠓㶵㱼䏐䖛 䔱䎥㝳㵶㱼 䱫䎥䃁㝳㶵䄟䃁㱼䎥㯱 㡕䍍㠓㠓䣹 䍍㱼㨳 䍍㱼䄟㜴䖛 “㽯㠓䃁䍍㝳䏐䆉㓿㓿”
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