UNDERGROUND

9

Chapter 9

“Well, everything is Khan,” flashed through my head. Victor had never been beaten by grown men with pood fists before. With anguish and some caustic haze in his throat, he hopelessly looked deep into the car. The pensioner was still sitting in his pharaonic pose, the teenagers behind the glass door were poking their fingers at his bald head and laughing loudly. Dudes, help, I wanted to shout to Victor.

– Heavy pi…ts bitch bl…! Victor heard a very low and at the same time quite clear voice. - Pi ... ts, a gang of native grandfather and mother took away the apartment.

Victor looked at Squealer in surprise.

- What?

- Threatened to kill! I once already paid a million for my disposal to bandits and other werewolves from the FSB. Here we saw a recording of a mother saying I need to be killed urgently.

With each word, Squealer's speech accelerated, he himself got excited, hysterical notes appeared in his meaningless stream of words, and a semi-familiar word "schizophasia" surfaced