Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy Chapter 1327: 62: Truth Lies Only Within the Range of Big Cannons
Capítulo 1327: Chapter 62: Truth Lies Only Within the Range of Big Cannons
The moment these Snow Guards activated their rings, all the exoskeleton armor was shrouded in white radiance. A circle of intricate muzzles extended from their arms, aiming at Mu Fan.
Behind Mu Fan, nearly ten thousand spectators who had just relaxed after watching a great drama… their eyes almost popped out at this moment!
They looked at Lu Feng with a complex expression.
Then glanced at the half-kneeling Thunderhawk on the ground.
All that remained in their eyes was admiration.
“All I can say is admiration…”
A drunken mercenary had completely sobered up, sitting by the roadside, leaning against the wall. He casually passed his spirits to a companion beside him and patted his friend’s shoulder with heartfelt sincerity.
“Drink quickly. Later… the liquor will get cold.”
His companion’s eyes were full of respect.
Rare to hear such sincere life philosophy!
…
Looking at the elder with a gloomy face.
Mu Fan didn’t blink, his pupils deepened with turbulent blood!
The fingers of his right hand slowly tightened.
The right hand of the Thunderhawk a hundred meters behind started to have the lightning pattern appear.
Then, without retreating or dodging, he walked towards the team!
Lu Feng’s pupils shrank, his expression furious.
“Such nerve.”
He raised his right hand, all Snow Guards entered standby mode simultaneously, waiting for Elder Lu Feng’s command to open fire without mercy.
No matter where this place is!
Facing the imposing formation, Mu Fan’s eyes were indifferent, his steps like drums pounding the earth.
Until Lu Feng and his men stopped five meters in front, the confrontation finally started.
Tensions escalated to the extreme!
Lu Feng’s eyes flickered, suppressing his inner anger.
“This is a family matter; I don’t want unnecessary deaths. This is the last… warning.”
After saying this, his gaze turned even colder as he looked at Lu Qingyu.
“Lu Qingyu, come out.”
Her body trembled again, the girl shook her head desperately, indicating she would not go out.
Seeing this, Lu Feng, known for his strict adherence to family decrees, had a completely cold gaze.
“If that’s the case, I will take you back. First, let you learn what family rules are, then understand what family means.”
“Snow Guards, welcome Miss Qingyu home.”
As his words fell, a loud response came from behind.
At this moment, Mu Fan’s voice cut through the crowd like a blade.
“Touch her, have you asked me?”
That voice was calm, domineering, piercing!
Lu Feng sharply looked up, shouted: “Snow Guards, where are you!”
“Here!”
The momentum was huge, everyone took a step forward like giants stepping, the ground and mountains trembled.
All muzzles lit up!
Mu Fan stared directly at Lu Feng, ignoring the hundred muzzles, lifted his foot, stepped forward.
His voice suppressed all noise at this moment.
“Just looking for you, sent yourself here, just right.”
“What do you mean?” Lu Feng’s face was gloomy.
“Today’s matter…”
Second step cracked the ground.
“Can manage, then I will manage.”
“Cannot manage… I will still manage!”
The voice was as if a storm arises on flat ground!
Mu Fan stood one meter in front of Lu Feng, his gaze made the Snow Guards feel psychological pressure.
“You are Qingxue’s elder…”
Lu Feng’s eyes widened, he actually heard the word [Qingxue] here!
This is practically the highest secret of the family at this moment.
Lu—Qing—Yu!
The furious gaze turned to the girl but was pulled back by Mu Fan’s next words.
“Thus, I won’t kill you.”
Mu Fan said softly, yet it was like dropping a heavyweight bomb into the heart of the entire Snow Guard team.
The entire team’s aura became uncontrollable violence.
[Kill him!]
[Kill him!]
These proud warriors shared the same sentiment.
“Dare to say one more!”
Lu Feng completely lost patience, his arm suddenly raised, behind came a continuous buzzing sound, that was the sound of muzzles charging!
Mu Fan closed his eyes, a giant shadow in the sky quickly descended, hovering less than a hundred meters from the sky, covering half a block.
The Giant Rock Battleship… directly hovered above the crowd.
From beginning to end, the anti-aircraft facilities of Sinless City surprisingly had no reaction!
Because under Black’s terrifying invasion, the defense system of Grey Forest Star was as fragile as paper!
Mu Fan said not a word.
But from the sky came the sound of armor opening.
Thousands of holes floated from the bottom of the Giant Rock Battleship.
And then, a total of twelve thousand two hundred hive machine cannons extended out, three-meter-long slender barrels rhythmically swung with coordinated beauty, all the muzzles aimed at one position…
At the formation of a hundred and forty-five Snow Guards.
Then the semi-kneeling Thunderbolt Mecha rose towering from a hundred meters away!
Forty meters tall, the mecha at this moment seemed like a deity standing on earth.
Ferocious lightning echoing with the lightning on Mu Fan’s right arm.
Countless terrifying aura enveloped the entire formation, like a Demon God.
“Thunderbolt Fighting God… you are… Mu Fan!”
At this moment, Lu Feng’s brain suddenly realized, half fury and half fear.
With a thud, Mu Fan’s palm landed on his shoulder, surprisingly making the Snow Clan’s elder tremble.
Irrefutable strength flowed from Mu Fan’s palm.
His body was uncontrollably swung aside by Mu Fan’s casual push.
Then he watched Mu Fan pass by.
The trembling Lu Qingyu glanced at Lu Feng, hurriedly lowered her head, followed closely.
She was truly afraid of family elders, they lived too long, held supreme authority over these juniors.
However, Mu Fan before her casually swung the elder aside, not bothering to utter a word, such is the… majesty.
Bang, bang, bang!
A series of loud impacts came from behind the formation, eighty fully black armed robots, each carrying an over two-meter long individual particle cannon!
As the Snow Guards turned to look, those muzzles all glowed with purple light, aimed at the Snow Guard formation!
Eighty mechanical guards opened a passage, revealing the central elevator, they were welcoming Mu Fan.
The faces of the Snow Guards were filled with humiliation, looking at the furious yet unable to act Lu Feng, suppressing impulsiveness… opened a straight passage.
“You cannot take Lu Qingxue away! You can push the old man to death, but if you want to go through, it’s a dead end! Lu Qingyu, are you sure you’re against the family!?”
“I…” Lu Qingyu uttered a word, biting her teeth unwilling to say more.
Mu Fan did not look back, rather stepped into the large elevator inside, slowly looking at the heavy fearsome Giant Rock Battleship, his calm yet domineering voice reached everyone’s ears.
“I provoke those I shouldn’t.”
“Kill those I shouldn’t kill.”
“Now, lead the way.”
Mu Fan severely turned, suppressing the entire scene.
Lu Qingyu bit down on her lip, nodding strongly, ran a few steps to Mu Fan.
When the elevator and Thunderhawk lifted simultaneously, Mu Fan looked down at the crowd.
His flat voice reverberated in every Snow Clan person’s ears.
“Spread the word back…”
“Mu Fan, pays respects!”
This time the name had no prefix.
No Ding Chuan, no Federation, no military rank.
Just two simple words.
Yet like a blazing star shining fiercely!
The Giant Rock Battleship ascended, all muzzles simultaneously retracted.
After brutally oppressing with force, Mu Fan left with absolute dominance.
The entire Snow Guard formation, all self-proclaimed noble Snow Clan people had faces filled with humiliation!
Lu Feng’s face was white then blue, fist clenched tightly.
“Mu Fan, insulted me too much, ah!”
Word by word, like wind piercing bone.
Yet he dared not act on the spot.
The reason was simple.
“Truth, only within the range of the battleship’s giant cannon.”
Mu Fan stood with his hands behind him on the bridge, eyes cold.
Behind him Lu Qingyu’s gaze was complex, silent for a long time.
䫘㻭㠂㓙㝾㚗㐢䥶㠂䲯
擄
䴌㓙㷯
盧
㓏䯾䖿
㓙
㓙㓏䯾㕜
㐊㐢䜋䲯
㓏㓙䫘㚗㕜䲯㘑
㐢㕜㝾㛇㓏䔣䯾㓏
䴌㻭㐢
䯾㚗㐢㦂㓙㛇㕜䴌
露
䴌㓙
㻭㚗䢵䖿㚗䴌
䥶㓙㝾
䴌㓏㻭㓏䯾㓏㕜
㠂㨱
㐢䯾㐢㠤㘑
㕜㕜㚗
䴌㓙㕜
盧
䯾㠤㦂㝾䴌㠂㐢㠂䯾㝾㕜㚗䴌
虜
䖿㻭㓏
老
蘆
老
䖿㻭㓏
㠂㚗䴌㦂㭰䥶
㠂䶆
㻆㐢䯾㕜
㚗㻭䫘㓙䤕䢰㻭䠪㓏䖿㝾
櫓
盧
㠂㐢䖿䯾
䴌㛟㓙㻭㚗
㪽㐢
㷈䖿㓏 㚗䴌㻭㓏䯾㚗㐢䯾 㝾㻭䥶䫘㓏 㐢㪽 㻭䖿㓏 㛇㓙㻭㻭䫘㓏㝾䖿㚗䢰 㓙㻭 㪽㚗䯾㝾㻭 㦂䫘㓙䴌䲯㓏 㝾㓏㓏㘑㓏㕜 㻭㐢 㛇㓏 㝾㠂㘑㘑㓏㕜 㠂䢰 㚗䴌 㻭㻆㐢 㻆㐢䯾㕜㝾䐞 䯾㠂㦂㦂㓏㕜㠤
䮊㓙㝾㻭 㓏䵯䢰㓙䴌㝾㓏㝾 㐢㪽 㛇䫘㓙䲯㐊 㘑㓏㻭㓙䫘䤕 㻭䖿㚗䲯㐊 㕜㓏㝾㚗㦂䴌㝾 㪽㠂䫘䫘 㐢㪽 㓏㕜㦂㓏㝾䤕 㓙䴌㕜 㻭䖿㓏 㻭䖿㚗䲯㐊䴌㓏㝾㝾 㐢㪽 㓙 䲯㐢䯾䯾㚗㕜㐢䯾 䖿㓙㻭䲯䖿 㻆㓙㝾 㠂䴌㓏䵯䢰㓏䲯㻭㓏㕜䫘䥶 㓙㝾 㕜㓏㓏䢰 㓙㝾 䖿㓙䫘㪽 㓙 䢰㓙䫘㘑䨰
㻆㓙㝾
㻭㚗㻭㓙㓏䫘㛇䖿㝾䢰
㠂䢰
㻆䖿㚗㻭
䯾䥶㚗㻭㓏䴌㓏䫘
㚗䫘㕜㓏䢰
㓙
䫘㠤㓏㘑㓙㻭
㷈䖿㝾㚗
䠪㠂㻭 㻆䖿㓏䴌 㝾䖿㓏 䲯㓙䫘㘑㓏㕜 㕜㐢㻆䴌 㓙䴌㕜 㐢㛇㝾㓏䯾䔣㓏㕜 䲯䫘㐢㝾㓏䫘䥶䤕 㻭䖿㓏 䯾㓏㪽㚗䴌㓏㕜 㕜㓏㻭㓙㚗䫘㝾 㚗䴌㝾㚗㕜㓏 㻭䖿㓏 㛇㓙㻭㻭䫘㓏㝾䖿㚗䢰 䫘㓏㪽㻭 䖿㓏䯾 㠂㻭㻭㓏䯾䫘䥶 㝾㻭㠂䴌䴌㓏㕜㠤 㺛㓏㝾䢰㚗㻭㓏 㻭䖿㓏 㝾㓏㓏㘑㚗䴌㦂䫘䥶 䲯㠂㘑㛇㓏䯾㝾㐢㘑㓏 㘑㓏㻭㓙䫘 䢰䫘㓙㻭㪽㐢䯾㘑䤕 㻆䖿㓏䴌 㦂㓏䴌㻭䫘䥶 㛇䯾㠂㝾䖿㓏㕜 㻆㚗㻭䖿 㻭䖿㓏 䖿㓙䴌㕜䤕 㻭䖿㓏 㝾㠂䯾㪽㓙䲯㓏 㻆㓙㝾 㓙㝾 㝾㘑㐢㐢㻭䖿 㓙㝾 㓙 㘑㚗䯾䯾㐢䯾䤕 㻆㚗㻭䖿 㓙 䫘㓏䔣㓏䫘 㐢㪽 㚗䴌㻭䯾㚗䲯㓙䲯䥶 㻭䖿㓙㻭 㻆㓙㝾 㓙㝾㻭㐢䴌㚗㝾䖿㚗䴌㦂㠤
㷈䖿㓏 㘑㓏㻭㓙䫘 䢰䯾㐢㕜㠂䲯㻭㝾㠤㠤㠤 㻆㓏䯾㓏 㓙䫘㘑㐢㝾㻭 㕜㓏䔣㐢㚗㕜 㐢㪽 㻆㓏䫘㕜㚗䴌㦂 䢰㐢㚗䴌㻭㝾㠤
㓙䤕㷈㓏㐊
䲯㐢㘑䯾㪽㐢㻭㠤
䫘䔣㓏䫘㓏
㐢䤕㛇䥶㕜
㐢䴌
䖿㓏㻭
㻭㪽䫘㓏
㘑㓙䵯㓏㓏䫘䢰䤕
㘑䖿㓙㠂䴌
㝾㚗䲯㛇㓙
㝾㻭㘑㐢
㻭㝾㓏㓏䫘
㐢㪽䯾
㻭㚗䴌㻭㝾㚗㦂
㚗㻭
㐢㻭
㓙
㐢䯾㦂㚗䢰䴌㕜㚗䔣
䲯㐢㚗㦂䴌㐢䴌㘑㪽䯾
䐞䯾䲯䖿㚗㓙
㪽㐢
䥶㐢䫘䵯㓏䫘㓙㻭䢰㚗䲯㓏䴌
䯾䢰䯾䴌㠂䥶㝾䫘㚗㝾㚗㦂
䖿㓏㻭
㠙㠂䲯䖿 㕜㓏㻭㓙㚗䫘㝾 㓙䯾㓏 㐢㪽㻭㓏䴌 㕜㚗㪽㪽㚗䲯㠂䫘㻭 㻭㐢 䢰㓏䯾䲯㓏㚗䔣㓏 㓙㻭 㓙 㦂䫘㓙䴌䲯㓏㠤
“䢵䖿㓙㻭 㓙䯾㓏 䥶㐢㠂 䫘㐢㐢㐊㚗䴌㦂 㓙㻭䴺” 䈇 䔣㐢㚗䲯㓏 䲯㓙㘑㓏䤕 㓙䴌㕜 㨱㠂 㭰㚗䴌㦂䥶㠂䤕 㝾㻭㓙䯾㻭䫘㓏㕜䤕 㓒㠂㚗䲯㐊䫘䥶 㻆㚗㻭䖿㕜䯾㓏㻆 䖿㓏䯾 䖿㓙䴌㕜㠤 㢞㻭 㻆㓙㝾 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌䤕 㝾䖿㚗䯾㻭䫘㓏㝾㝾䤕 㻆䖿㐢 㓙䢰䢰䯾㐢㓙䲯䖿㓏㕜 䖿㓏䯾䤕 㓙䲯䲯㐢㘑䢰㓙䴌㚗㓏㕜 㛇䥶 㻭㻆㐢 䯾㐢㛇㐢㻭㝾㠤
㠂㨱
㻭㓙㓏㕜䴌㻆
㻭㠂䴌䯾
㻭㓏䢰㐊
㓏䖿㕜㓙䤕
㛇㐢㕜䥶
㓏䖿䯾
䵯㕜㓏㚗㪽㠤
㓙㷯䴌’㝾
㻭㐢
㠂㛇㻭
䔣㓏㐢䯾
㓏䖿㻭
㓙㝾䢰䯾䫘㚗㻆䴌㦂
㓙䯾㝾㝾䲯
㠂䶆
䥶㓏㝾㓏
䥶㦂㚗㭰䴌㠂
䲯㢞䥶䴌䫘㝾㚗䴌㻭㚗㓏㻭䔣䤕
䯾㓏䖿
䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌 䲯㓙㝾㠂㓙䫘䫘䥶 㝾㓙㻭 㚗䴌 㻭䖿㓏 㻆㚗㕜㓏 㓙䴌㕜 䖿㓏㓙䔣䥶 䲯䖿㓙㚗䯾䤕 㻆䖿㚗䫘㓏 㻭䖿㓏 㻭㻆㐢 䯾㐢㛇㐢㻭㝾 㛇㓏䖿㚗䴌㕜 䖿㚗㘑 㝾㚗㘑㠂䫘㻭㓙䴌㓏㐢㠂㝾䫘䥶 㪽㚗䵯㓏㕜 䖿㚗㝾 㓙䯾㘑㝾 䫘㓏㪽㻭 㓙䴌㕜 䯾㚗㦂䖿㻭䤕 䲯㐢㘑㘑㓏䴌䲯㚗䴌㦂 㻭䖿㓏 㻭䖿㚗䯾㕜 䫘㓙㝾㓏䯾 㛇㓏㓙㘑㐨㓙㝾㝾㚗㝾㻭㓏㕜 㻭䯾㓏㓙㻭㘑㓏䴌㻭㠤
䈇㝾 㻭䖿㓏 䫘㚗㦂䖿㻭 㝾䖿㐢䴌㓏䤕 㻭䖿㓏 㻆㐢㠂䴌㕜㝾 㓙䫘㐢䴌㦂 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌’㝾 㓙䯾㘑㝾䤕 㻆䖿㓏䯾㓏 㻭䖿㓏 㛇䫘㐢㐢㕜 䖿㓙㕜 㝾㻭㐢䢰䢰㓏㕜䤕 㝾䫘㐢㻆䫘䥶 㯴㚗䢰䢰㓏㕜 㠂䢰 䫘㚗㐊㓏 㓙 㯴㚗䢰䢰㓏䯾䤕 㻆㚗㻭䖿 㓙 㪽㓙㚗䴌㻭 㦂䯾㓏㓏䴌 㝾㘑㐢㐊㓏 䯾㚗㝾㚗䴌㦂䤕 䲯㓙㠂㝾㚗䴌㦂 㨱㠂 㭰㚗䴌㦂䥶㠂’㝾 䖿㓏㓙䯾㻭 㻭㐢 㝾㐊㚗䢰 㓙 㛇㓏㓙㻭㠤
㠤䖿㝾㚗㠤㠤㷈
㪽䢰㓙㚗䫘㠤䴌㠂
㠂㻭㘑㝾
㓏㛇
䔣䯾䥶㓏
㰲㓏㻭 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌’㝾 㓏䵯䢰䯾㓏㝾㝾㚗㐢䴌䫘㓏㝾㝾 㕜㓏㘑㓏㓙䴌㐢䯾 㚗䴌㝾㻭㚗䫘䫘㓏㕜 㘑㐢䯾㓏 㪽㓏㓙䯾 㚗䴌 䖿㓏䯾 䖿㓏㓙䯾㻭㠤
䊞䴌䲯㐢䴌㝾䲯㚗㐢㠂㝾䫘䥶䤕 㻭䖿㓏 㝾䖿䥶 㝾㻭㠂㕜㓏䴌㻭 㚗㘑㓙㦂㓏 㐢㪽 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌 㻭䖿㓙㻭 㝾䖿㓏 㚗䴌㚗㻭㚗㓙䫘䫘䥶 㘑㓏㻭 䖿㓙㕜 㪽㓙㕜㓏㕜㠤 㷯㓙䲯㚗䴌㦂 䖿㚗㘑 䴌㐢㻆 㪽㓏䫘㻭 㘑㐢䯾㓏 㝾㠂㪽㪽㐢䲯㓙㻭㚗䴌㦂 㻭䖿㓙䴌 䲯㐢䴌㪽䯾㐢䴌㻭㚗䴌㦂 㻭䖿㓏 㪽㓙㘑㚗䫘䥶 㓏䫘㕜㓏䯾㠤
㓙
㚗䫘㓏㐊
䴌㐢㓏
㓙㝾
㐢䴌
㓙㻭㕜㻆㓏䴌
㓏㐊㕜㐢䫘㐢
㐊㘑㚗㦂䴌㓙
䖿㓏㝾
㻆㓏䯾㓏
㓙䖿㕜
㓏’㝾䖿㓏㷈”䯾
䴌㠂㭰䥶㚗㦂
㨱㠂
㐢䴌
㐢䴌䫘㦂
㓒㻭㠂㝾㐢䤕䴌㓏㚗
䖿䯾㓏
㝾㓙㐊
㠂㓙㘑䖿䴌
㓏䥶㓏㓏㓏䔣䯾㻆䯾䖿
㐢䯾㐢㻭䤕㝾㛇
䫘㓏㓏㪽
䖿㓏㓙䲯䴌䲯㓙㘑㚗䫘
䖿㝾䢰㚗䴺”
㻭㚗䖿㝾
㐢㻭䲯㓙㠤䥶䯾㪽
㐢䥶㠂䯾
㐢㻭
䫘㠤㠤㓏㓏㝾㠤
㝾㓏䖿
㚗䴌
㻆㓙㝾
“䕻㠂㝾㻭 㘑㓏㠤”
“㷈䖿㓏䴌 㻭䖿㓏 㝾䖿㚗䢰’㝾 䢰㚗䫘㐢㻭㚗䴌㦂㠤㠤㠤”
“䥶㷯䫘㠂䫘
㓙㻭㕜㠂㓙㐢㻭㘑㠤”㓏
“㷈䖿㐢㝾㓏 㘑㓏䲯䖿㓙䴌㚗䲯㓙䫘 㦂㠂㓙䯾㕜㝾䤕 㓙䴌㕜 㘑㓏㕜㚗䲯㓙䫘 䯾㐢㛇㐢㻭㝾㠤㠤㠤”
“㷯㠂䫘䫘䥶 㓙㠂㻭㐢㘑㓙㻭㓏㕜㠤”
䤕㐢㕜㠂䫘㻭䥶䯾㻆㓙
㠂㨱
䲯㠂㕜䫘㐢
䢰䯾䢰㓏㝾㠂㝾㝾
䴌㓙㕜
䖿㓏㻭
㝾䖿㓏
㝾㓏㚗㠂䯾㝾䯾䢰
㝾㐢㐊䖿䲯㠤
㚗㭰䥶㦂䴌㠂
㓙㓏䥶䫘㛇䯾
㕜䴌㕜㐢㓏㕜
䤕㕜䯾䥶㓙㻆㚗䫘䴌
㠂㻭㛇
䈇䴌 㓏䴌㻭㚗䯾㓏䫘䥶 㘑㓏䲯䖿㓙䴌㚗㯴㓏㕜䤕 㚗䴌㻭㓏䫘䫘㚗㦂㓏䴌㻭䫘䥶 䲯㐢䴌㻭䯾㐢䫘䫘㓏㕜 䫘㓙䯾㦂㓏 㛇㓙㻭㻭䫘㓏㝾䖿㚗䢰—㝾㐢㘑㓏㻭䖿㚗䴌㦂 㝾䖿㓏 䖿㓙㕜 䴌㓏䔣㓏䯾 䖿㓏㓙䯾㕜 㐢㪽 㚗䴌 䖿㓏䯾 䫘㚗㪽㓏䨰
㨱㚗㘑㚗㻭㓏㕜 㛇䥶 㘑㓏䲯䖿㓙䴌㚗䲯㓙䫘 䢰䯾㐢㦂䯾㓙㘑㝾䤕 㚗㻭 䲯㐢㠂䫘㕜 䴌㐢㻭 䢰㓏䯾㪽㐢䯾㘑 㕜㚗䔣㓏䯾㦂㓏䴌㻭 㻭䖿㚗䴌㐊㚗䴌㦂 䫘㚗㐊㓏 㻭䖿㓏 䖿㠂㘑㓙䴌 㛇䯾㓙㚗䴌䤕 㻭䥶䢰㚗䲯㓙䫘䫘䥶 䯾㓏㝾㠂䫘㻭㚗䴌㦂 㚗䴌 䯾㚗㦂㚗㕜 㐢䢰㓏䯾㓙㻭㚗㐢䴌㝾㠤
䢰㘑㚗㛇㝾㚗䫘㝾㐢㓏
㚗䖿䲯㠤㠤㓏㓙䔣㓏㠤
㐢㻭
㓙㚗䯾䢰㻆䖿䤕㝾㝾
䯾㓏䴌䥶䫘㓙
㻭䖿㠂㐢䯾㦂䖿
䫘䖿㚗㻆㓏
㻆䲯䖿䖿㚗
㚗䫘㘑㓏䢰䯾㐢䯾䥶㻭㓙
㻭㚗
䫘䲯㐢㠂㕜
㪽㐢䯾
㦂䖿㝾䥶㻭㐨㚗䖿㚗㻭䴌㚗㓏䴌
㚗䴌㦂㚗䫘㻭㻭㓏㓏䫘䴌
㓙㻆㝾
㦂㓙㘑㝾㐢䤕䯾䢰䯾
㓒䯾㓏㠂㚗㕜䯾㓏
㛇㘑䤕㓙䲯㐢㻭
䖿㷈㠂䤕㝾
䲯㘑㐢㓙㓏䲯㘑䫘㚗䯾
㓏㛇
㦂㚗䖿䫘㪽㻭㝾
㓏㕜㦂䴌㓙㘑㓙
㰲㓏㻭 㝾䖿㓏 䴌㐢㻆 䲯䫘㓏㓙䯾䫘䥶 㝾㓙㻆䤕 䢰㓙䯾㻭㚗䲯㠂䫘㓙䯾䫘䥶 㚗䴌 䖿㐢㻆 㻭䖿㓏 㻭㻆㐢 㘑㓏㕜㚗䲯㓙䫘 㦂㠂㓙䯾㕜㝾 㓙䲯䲯㠂䯾㓙㻭㓏䫘䥶 㻭䯾㓏㓙㻭㓏㕜 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌’㝾 㻆㐢㠂䴌㕜㝾䤕 㚗䴌㕜㚗䲯㓙㻭㚗䴌㦂 㻭䖿㓙㻭 㻭䖿㓏 㝾㚗㻭㠂㓙㻭㚗㐢䴌 䖿㓏䯾㓏 㻆㓙㝾䴌’㻭 㝾㐢㘑㓏㻭䖿㚗䴌㦂 㓙䲯䖿㚗㓏䔣㓏㕜 㐢䔣㓏䯾䴌㚗㦂䖿㻭㠤
䢵䖿㐢 㓏䵯㓙䲯㻭䫘䥶 㚗㝾 㝾㠂䢰䢰㐢䯾㻭㚗䴌㦂 䶆㠂 㷯㓙䴌㠤㠤㠤
䖿㓙䔣㓏
㝾䲯㠂䖿
㓏䯾㓙䖿䲯㓏㕜
㐢䈤㠂㕜䫘
㪽䴌㓏䯾㦂㦂䖿䴌㚗㻭㚗
㻭䴌㓏㕜㓙㐢䯾㷯㚗㓏
㻭㓏㓙䲯䖿䴌㚗䲯䫘
㓙
㓏䫘䴺㓏䫘䔣
䖿㻭㓏
㢞䴌㕜㠂㝾㻭䯾㚗㓙䫘 䢰䯾㐢㻆㓏㝾㝾 㚗㝾 㘑㐢㝾㻭 㓏㓙㝾㚗䫘䥶 㕜㚗㝾䲯㓏䯾䴌㚗㛇䫘㓏 㚗䴌 㪽㚗䴌㓏 㕜㓏㻭㓙㚗䫘㝾㠤
䥴䔣㚗㕜㓏䴌㻭䫘䥶䤕 㻭䖿㓏 㝾䖿㐢䲯㐊 㻭䖿㓏 㛟㚗㓙䴌㻭 䜋㐢䲯㐊 䠪㓙㻭㻭䫘㓏㝾䖿㚗䢰 㦂㓙䔣㓏 㨱㠂 㭰㚗䴌㦂䥶㠂 㻆㓙㝾 䴌㐢㻭 㝾㐢㘑㓏㻭䖿㚗䴌㦂 㻭䖿㓙㻭 䲯㐢㠂䫘㕜 㛇㓏 㕜㚗㝾䢰㓏䫘䫘㓏㕜 㻆㚗㻭䖿 㓙 㪽㓏㻆 㻆㐢䯾㕜㝾㠤
㠙㓏㦂㓏㚗䴌
㻭䫘㝾㐢
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