
Sicilian Fisherman's Legend
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I just love listening to "Sicily". Who asked you to send me to Sicily? But Sicily is quite good. It is surrounded by the sea, has a pleasant climate, has a gorgeous culture, has endless delicacies all year round, and has a large and fertile fishing ground in the Mediterranean. But what the hell is this system? [You have received the mission: Lamb to the Slaughter] [In the turbulent Sicily, people seem to have forgotten the word respect, but offending you is a stupider thing than angering the sea - let those who disrespect you disappear forever! I looked down at my hands, which had not even killed a chicken, and then at the toothless old ladies opposite me who were arguing with me about whether nurse sharks or dog sharks were better fried... And I fell into deep thought. Calm. The system must have made a mistake. Forget about it and continue living my leisurely little life. But soon, I discovered that I was wrong. Not because the system forced me, but because the people around me looked at me more and more strangely. Let me find a place where no one is around to calm down and think about what is going on. I stood at the door of the ice cream shop and just took a look inside - more than twenty hands holding ice cream stretched out in front of me at the same time. The owners of these hands include vendors, teachers, judges, and children who have just finished school... "I figured out where the blame lies!" "I got the script of Marilyn in "Beautiful Sicily"! These people are coveting me!!" But the next second, a kiss gently fell on the back of my hand. "Godfather..." The people around him called in admiration. Um? ? ?
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