Vadim Panov, Viktor Tochinov

The fools die first

“Otzhe, God killing us: і good lads, і bad lads, і navіt Stiva from Long Island. That is not me. I know why ... "

Cordova

Abu Imran Musa bin Maymun bin Abdallah al-Kurtubi, vidomy also yak Moshe bin Maimon and yak Maimonid, given to the greatest profile: a licar, an astronomer, a presenter, an anatomist, an alchemist, a Talmudist and a Kabbalist, an inexperienced joker. For example, converting from Arabic to Latin antique opuses for the Salaman University, for an hour inserting especially folding passages, as the old capital snatched the unhappy old-fashioned old people lamati's head. And another meter of biology exhibits of all kinds of divisions for university zborivs, with the help of studios and fair exhibits - they paid well. Simpler it seems, Maimonid has used alcoholized viral models and species: now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's pig, tail and pigtails, now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's piglet, a tail and a piggy-backed tail, now a lamb with two heads and legs.

It’s loud, because of this artifact, there are clean water and chunks, which are folded up from small parts, there are some fairs in Europe, and two-headed calves do not often pop up, do not seem to be too dumb with the hoards and krill. There was no science behind them, and Maimonid himself, having engrossed the metush with flasks and embryos as a bit of a wage, had not been put in full swing before it, and had not come to a great deal of an hour.

Alee once, the household did not appear to be hot: the robot was taken in by the train for the preparation of the exhibit. Having poured a meter at the beginning of the door, and without bothering the person, she delivered the exhibit, for the people, who could do it on a skin day, were re-created on the name of the person.

Yak itself is ready virib having overlapped a meter's bunk, so it has become loose. Ale the influx from the stem of the Chergovy artifact appeared such that Maimonid is still five months engaged in his beloved science.

Ymovіrno, zvnіshnіy viglyad enigmatic exhibit so I lost it in the room, yakby not draw, the scraps in the margins of the manuscript, over the yak meter was drawn at that hour. The little one has an image in the place of being in the universe of beauty, in nature, without thinking, not being able to see it. However, a short note before him showed that Ben Maimon himself was in love with an act and that he was well aware of the wondrous start.

The share of the artifact opened by Moshe ben Maimon was given by stretching out a few tables of the homeless. Behind the deyakie vidomosty, at Praz, at the elections of the Emperor Rudolph, there is an even similar exhibit, but the scanty accounts of the eyewitnesses do not allow to talk about the price of goodness.

The flask appeared in 1719 rotsi: virodok buv purchases by the Russian envoy from Gaazi Matvevim for a long time ago in the St. Petersburg Kunstkameri. At that hour, Ben Maimon opened the flask from the tovsty slope, it was cracked and tied with a silver hoop with the Latin inscription: "The Monster of St. Jacob."

How to walk with guests at night

Artur Mikolayovich Zavalishin hates Vishniy Volochok.

But it’s not a fault of the old-time Russian place of that yogh bagkans — the wine of hating through a new job, but the work was brought often, thirty or forty times to the rick, even Arthur Mykolayovych is a little bit of a robot.

Shose Moscow - St. Petersburg, and without that it is not good enough for a shvidkіnoї їzdy, oskіlki constantly packed with overgrown vans - to fret you will not get excited. If the path is out of the place, it is still possible to endure the lack of handiness, altogether it’s possible to escape the middle - bida, instead of wanting a ruck to go out in a new meeting of the world's best lights at the funeral tempo.

Artur Mykolayovych's "Kalina" at once stood on the road, because of the first Moscow light-emitting lamp, which was readily permissible for the signal, and Zavalishin was able to slip through from the fourth turn on, because of the crossing of the vehicle, it was impossible to fix the product. from Moscow to Petersburg. It is characteristic that Arthur Mikolayovich was driven by the wagon itself, from the same products of this company, which went from Peter to Moscow. Well, why shouldn't the marketing specialists and logisticians of the two dealer companies be bothered, not sit down for a glass of tea, and not come up with a mental plan, why would the sutta be allowed to spare trophies on transport vitrates and money? To what? It appears mute and does not transmit. Then є bagatotonnі fury, how to go nazustrіch one to one.

"Idioti ..."

Behind the descending slope of the roaring motorcycle engine, Zavalishin's intentions cringed and turning his head briskly, hitting the bikers at the black bikers: a column of two-wheeled cars drove an axle, the water drove through “Kalina” to penetrate through the traffic jams, I want the axis so, I want it to be Uzbek.

Moreover, the bikers in the Moscow-Peter motorcycle trial were happy with the frostbite, their life is not much dear, but they spit on the PDR and they spit: every one without sholomiv, their heads are tied with worm-colored bandanas.

Chi is not a biker? You don't have to drive for two, but here for nine cars - twelve sidoks ... Maybe, it’s not bikers. Ale, all one is frozen.

The front motorcycle stumbled into a stop-line, and the stagnant column appeared right next to the front seat of "Kalini", and the passenger knew Arthur Mykolayovich. That good-looking at a kalamut look і, mabut, who was honored with a hoarse nourishment:

Tired of you, chol?

Vibachte? - Greetings Artur Mikolajovich.

Bukhnesh? - Vlasnik of the chervonoi bandani, a knight from the inner cistern, to a flat dance, twisting the cork and the cork to the crazed cholovikov: - Here we have fun.

I'm for kerm, ”Zavalishin said.

I ... - As the same answer to the food chain, it was not sound. That vzgalі situation looked at the childishness of the idiots: cork, wondrous type, wondrous rosmova, wondrous proposition ... - And those, I'm not right ...

Tvaryna tremtyacha, - summing up the biker. Having smashed the great kovtok viski, the viter ruined the water on his back and explained to the wicked Zavalishin: - Worthy, blah, guessing. I'll hide it.

You want to go crazy, if Peter їdemo is up to you, - after muttering the water dissatisfied, whispering a dance from the passenger's hands, jumping and seeing: - Bidny top, blah.

On svitloporі having fallen asleep zhovtiy, the bikes tore - abruptly, in a car'єr. The lovers rushed off, saying goodbye they doused Zavalishin with a jet of whirlwind gases, and his "Kalina" - with dumbbells, screeching from the rear wheel.

"Whippers", - Arthur Mikolayovich thought angrily, tearing down behind the furoy. І having tried himself sob, nikoli do not stand on the road with frostbites near the wormholes. That posture is more beautifully not required.

Pobozhannya fair.

Happiness, for Zavalishin.

* * *

Kempius de Chu, prowling through the sight, are not safe, but come close: it was not possible that it appeared in the inappropriate proximity, and it seemed to me that, even more amicably, it hit the face on the shoulder: "Not an hour to wallow!"

I win mittєvo eyes flattening, marvel at the temryav little cabin and hear the sound knocking on the plastic board. As she stood, the water could not stand to drink in the middle of the yacht, but died at anchor, ale of stench, sickness, did not sleep, and did not wait for the permission of the gentlemen. They nourished the pooks ... And they beat the boards with the deck - in the same rhythm, no hvili. Impatient. The heavenly water seemed to want to be in the middle, and even though it was much stronger for the outboard.

Peter is a place of water, here you are everywhere and everywhere.

The knock of the outboard, the drum-like sound of heaven, the equal sound of Mishel, how to lie on the hand - and a joyful, ripe sound. By ear, they are not safe, ale Kemp, they sound like they do it, they do it - like at a time - to even more inexperienced people, and not getting caught up in a snake.

Vin leaning on his feet quickly and silently, and so very smartly and noiselessly, the blade leaving the burned shafu, sunk into the bulkhead of the cabin. Kemp's sword was smitten with a chimeric look - an embellishment, an interior detail, ale tse bulo necessary masks, as a matter of fact, a tedious zombie appeared in the face of the face.

Shvidko that is noiseless.

Michelle didn’t propel herself, but turned to face it and failed. Well, don't sleep.

Kemp quietly viyshov at the wheelhouse, and then on the deck. The necessary bullets for a whole lot of seconds, plastic ships for the project "Cobra" would like to be called yachts - so, as the water-flowing power of these oligarchs, - but they did not see them as giant planes, but were not spacious.

I also explained that Kemp didn’t spend an expensive hour to get up and down. On the other hand, there were no guests, the gentlemen can try to get in the wrong with formalities. Well, almost the trivials sprats out idle - we can try more. De Shu came to the deck in only his underpants and immediately "fed up" with the guest's sweetness - goose bumps started.

Vesnyana didn’t make the famous big nights, but she didn’t have an impenetrable bull. The spil of the Peter and Paul Cathedral, sent by searchlights, was seen as a scarlet light dance, and the lichtars, who were visually visible along the embankment of Admiral Makarov, were illuminated by everything that appeared over the ditch. Svitla vistachalo, and Kempius easily remembering the ship, which leads to the yacht.

Crumbled all over the place, mayzhe noiselessly, і, if you have listened well, it is possible to build up, like quietly, on the chosen wraps, to drive the electric motor.

Choven - flat-bottomed, with low sides - buv to fill up a small one, insurance for pivtora or two dozen passengers. They took tourists in St. Petersburg, squeezing through the waterway canals, and when the bridge was lowered, the trawler didn’t run, but the trawler didn’t run. Deyaki chavny bouli are equipped with electric motors - tourists will feel more comfortable, if the tour guide's voice does not gurgle over the dynamos, overturning the noise of a gasoline engine, - and such a chauffeur is approaching at once to the yacht. I Kemp didn’t know how to pour into these tourists, but they didn’t lose their way, but meta visit is not an excursion.

Wonder, hto here we have ...

De Shu daughters, if he is willing to go back two yards from the yacht, quickly scanned through the yacht - the whole action is not accessible to such weak magicians, like win, - and I saw an easy enchantment: choli ... choli, with that kind of not magical , The sword can be victorious as a cold zvicheyniku.

And in that, by the way, the vicory will happen, the person has not figured it out. Bullet b on the right in the "Baltik-Marina", or in the Apostolic Harbor, or in the middle of the other moored yachts, it is possible to bounce back, as soon as the "Morion" is going. Ale Kemp is special - there are reasons for that - mooring on the embankment near the sign, which is categorically fenced off on the side of the road, also because of the drive from the DIMZ spirits, and if the amulet is not allowed without a penalty.

"Tsikavo, who once?"

The person spostering after the chapel, partaking over the copy. It’s because it’s not like the stench of the yacht can’t sleep peacefully near the cabin. Those who were boarding on Maliy Nevi were overwhelmed by vipadkovy people, weakly. And not vipadkovy good know, but Kemp is a hard pot, and the viruses behind him could only be rocked by a rapt attack. I want ni, ni ... not all - up'yatero. Another man, before that, hunched over and shy at the bottom of the chavna, stood still, and his dark silhouette was clearly persecuted against the light of the dish.

Vesnyana did not just see cold, she deserved it for the first episode - cold. However, Kemp has ceased to perceive discomfort - ochіkuvannya essences zіgrіvalo more beautifully for being thermo-lizna. If you do not respect yourself with a smilie, for a hero who is angered, I am not safe, thinking that it would be more beautiful to bypass the tenth road, let’s spit, let’s burn, but not magically plug the embrasure with a powerless mind: we didn’t it is more beautiful to enter before a strong force, not to magatize to work miracles for heroism; і firmly convinced that it is possible to enter into battle without self-depriving me of the place, often I am happy! - not disclosing about the adversary. Ale at once did not enter the kudi.

Ledve sensitive sound of the electric motor zamovk. For an hour, the old pokrishki, tied to the low hull, were tied to the low hull, dampened the slight blow.

The rest of us knew: the guests were directing themselves to the new, to Kemp. Ale has a weak hope for zbig, for vipadok ... For peresichny criminal, it seems to be simpler. Perhaps, here is the Shore Brotherhood of its own kind, how can you make a trip to the rich overseas yachtsmen, why moor in unauthorized places?

Wit ... how is it now? Nini demand to fight.

The new visitor pidstribnuv, buried over the edge of the board, stretched ... and emerged - nominally, rightly under the UN Convention on Maritime Law, - on the territory of the French Republic, scored by the port of registration of yachts in all yards. For a couple of seconds, the flywheels burst into a standing position - listening, - and having passed over, everything is quiet and calm in the Innozemsk region, having fueled and added to his lesser comrade and hid for the fence of the forest fence. Turning around, turning around and hitting Kemp. It is unlikely that someone has risen to the appraisal, it’s a bit silly to see the cholovik wagging with a fake sword at the rutsi - the steel has pierced sharply over and over, and in some cases it has been the gut of an unbearable visitor.

Everything became quick and noiseless. Lyudina was still alive, she was still screaming, screaming a little, ale to replace the cry from the wound, virivating only a weak, ice-sensitive screaming. Well, shelter, zoosumilo, where can we go without it?

The upcoming guest, which itself was on board the yacht, felt a little more awake. I died, not having finished the ruh, magayuchis zbagnuti, scho for the sounds to the new valley. He hung on his hands, trying to quietly supply power to the comrade, which did not fall on his feet ... Ale did not lose the food: Kemp stepped ahead and slashed over the head. The blade is rolled up and rolled, and before it is rolled. Cholovik called to the chapel.

Obviously, the bullet had gotten a read of instructions: if you couldn’t give in to de Chu zennatska’s meeting, enter. For the stench spat on all the instructions, stabbed away from saving their skins. Yak bi was not there, the electric motor curled, mittєvo changed on the wrap on the back, choven clashed and after a while, quickly type hіd. They didn’t lose their lives on yachts.

Ale Kemp didn’t want to let him drink, he wondered if he didn’t want to be half-hearted.

Winning with the great finger of the right hand of a red self-color, embedded in the guard of the Sword - optimism and romantics could get rid of it with a ruble, reality - with a cheap bizarre, and either grabbing the winch handle for an artefact for such a metal cure spell.

Sword saw low, ice chutne gudinnya, zabruvav. Kempius carefully directed him to the choven and the trochs of the ubiks, communicating significant zusiles, bringing them to the depths of the invisible, even more viscous middle ground.

Sword pratsyuvav rіvno chotiri seconds. Poten de Chu by lowering it and skipping the boat again.

Everything is scanned. Choven prodzhuvav plivty, yak pliv, ale the living on the yogh board is not depleted.

Kemp, having estimated the traktorіyu ruku of the vessel: mabut, as if it doesn’t run into the pillar of the bridge, to the Great Nevi it’s far away, - and to smile: “From the glorious, how far from the yacht to shine, it’s more beautiful. І hi guess, hi lamayut heads ... "

Skoda, zychayno, where the yacht happens to be surplus - tse buv zruchny pritulok - ale rizikuvati contract is not possible.

Lizar, retreating shimmering shimmer, protest all the swarms of children, they emerged demonstratively, sounded empty, not knowing how to put an innocent drone on the blast comb of the igniter. In shia - no amulets, no amulets, no lower cross. Natomist in vusі appeared klipsa-priymach, yaka mittєvo violated overboard.

Klipsa showed that the child was able to cut off the route from the shore, so that the yacht could be controlled and managed by a cunning maneuver. Ale to tsiogo Kemp is ready.

Vіn noiselessly lowering the flicker overboard - for a part of the night, so it was lost, the flow of the day could reach far away, - retreating to look around the deck, clutching the blood, until the boards didn’t reach, for which, having straightened up to the cabin - take other souls.

There will be no repeated attack, otherwise it will not be possible to leave the entrance.

If I turned to the cabin, there was already a throat of light, and Mishel was sitting on her sled.

What kind of bulo? - Sheared, ale not dressed, yak checkє. - What trapilia?

Having ignored the food, de Chu boson, having splashed in the creepy soul cabin, having stood a couple of chilines, chewing, while the flowing heating brought the temperature of the water to the required level, and laughing widely ... Oh, good! Niyakogo pryvnyannya with jets, how to llyu from the high heavens of a gloomy place.

You will tell me, what was the trapilia, chi ni? - Mishel slept, if it is from the soul.

Kemp movers zirvav from the hanger towel and pochavrotily rub the m'yaziste tilo, baiduzhe peeking at a friend.

Kolishnyu girlfriend.

Chergovy step at once, and Mishel at once from him. Farewell, super-juvenile bourgeois deserts, the person is not patient, call us English, but it didn’t come at the same time, I won’t get away with it in a fair way. And the last words, like for evil, not bulo, і Kemp yak mіg іdtyaguvav a cob of rosemary.

Leo, ti mene lyakash. - Vona knew only the whole thing: Leo Katz, a happy broker from the London City.

I otrimat ... I will not accept the sound.

From whom?

Win zupinivsya bilya shafi and so much as quickly pull on clothes: cowards, wardrobes, shirt, pants, light throat, pidzhak with shkіryany blotches on lіktyakh - from one side; Models, from the rest of the rings, can go through face control at the entrance to the next pawns, the guard there is on such nuances of good training.

Who is the sound from?

Vid Gogol, - "vzchko" zitchnuv Kemp, accurately razchіsuyuchi hair in front of the mirror. І specifying: - You don’t know.

Your friend?

My lawyer.

What was your meal?

De Shu knows again ...

All the same, the goals are not the greatest miseries in your life: Mishel is beautiful and happy, inadequately educated, altogether, you can reconcile yourself. The contracts brought decent results. The more expensive yachts have come to be filled with luscious and romantic ones, especially Seredzem'yam, ale ... ale all, it is necessary to end. Obviously, in the Order of the Intelligence, the "lousy vivtsya" must do good things, and they did the zipsuvati Kempu's life. They pulled in, that it is necessary to pay a fee for the window, and do not give him peace of mind, the docks won’t change the mask.

Vadim Panov

Viktor Tochinov

The fools die first

“Otzhe, God killing us: і good lads, і bad lads, і navіt Stiva from Long Island. That is not me. I know why ... "

Wooldoor sockbat

Cordova

Abu Imran Musa bin Maymun bin Abdallah al-Kurtubi, vidomy also yak Moshe bin Maimon and yak Maimonid, given to the greatest profile: a licar, an astronomer, a presenter, an anatomist, an alchemist, a Talmudist and a Kabbalist, an inexperienced joker. For example, converting from Arabic to Latin antique opuses for the Salaman University, for an hour inserting especially folding passages, as the old capital snatched the unhappy old-fashioned old people lamati's head. And another meter of biology exhibits of all kinds of divisions for university zborivs, with the help of studios and fair exhibits - they paid well. Simpler it seems, Maimonid has used alcoholized viral models and species: now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's pig, tail and pigtails, now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's piglet, a tail and a piggy-backed tail, now a lamb with two heads and legs.

It’s loud, because of this artifact, there are clean water and chunks, which are folded up from small parts, there are some fairs in Europe, and two-headed calves do not often pop up, do not seem to be too dumb with the hoards and krill. There was no science behind them, and Maimonid himself, having engrossed the metush with flasks and embryos as a bit of a wage, had not been put in full swing before it, and had not come to a great deal of an hour.

Alee once, the household did not appear to be hot: the robot was taken in by the train for the preparation of the exhibit. Having poured a meter at the beginning of the door, and without bothering the person, she delivered the exhibit, for the people, who could do it on a skin day, were re-created on the name of the person.

Yak itself is ready virib having overlapped a meter's bunk, so it has become loose. Ale the influx from the stem of the Chergovy artifact appeared such that Maimonid is still five months engaged in his beloved science.

Ymovіrno, zvnіshnіy viglyad enigmatic exhibit so I lost it in the room, yakby not draw, the scraps in the margins of the manuscript, over the yak meter was drawn at that hour. The little one has an image in the place of being in the universe of beauty, in nature, without thinking, not being able to see it. However, a short note before him showed that Ben Maimon himself was in love with an act and that he was well aware of the wondrous start.

The share of the artifact opened by Moshe ben Maimon was given by stretching out a few tables of the homeless. Behind the deyakie vidomosty, at Praz, at the elections of the Emperor Rudolph, there is an even similar exhibit, but the scanty accounts of the eyewitnesses do not allow to talk about the price of goodness.

The flask appeared in 1719 rotsi: virodok buv purchases by the Russian envoy from Gaazi Matvevim for a long time ago in the St. Petersburg Kunstkameri. At that hour, Ben Maimon opened the flask from the tovsty slope, it was cracked and tied with a silver hoop with the Latin inscription: "The Monster of St. Jacob."

WHAT TO WALK WITH GUESTS AT NIGHT

Artur Mikolayovich Zavalishin hates Vishniy Volochok.

But it’s not a fault of the old-time Russian place of that yogh bagkans — the wine of hating through a new job, but the work was brought often, thirty or forty times to the rick, even Arthur Mykolayovych is a little bit of a robot.

Shose Moscow - St. Petersburg, and without that it is not good enough for a shvidkіnoї їzdy, oskіlki constantly packed with overgrown vans - to fret you will not get excited. If the path is out of the place, it is still possible to endure the lack of handiness, altogether it’s possible to escape the middle - bida, instead of wanting a ruck to go out in a new meeting of the world's best lights at the funeral tempo.

Artur Mykolayovych's "Kalina" at once stood on the road, because of the first Moscow light-emitting lamp, which was readily permissible for the signal, and Zavalishin was able to slip through from the fourth turn on, because of the crossing of the vehicle, it was impossible to fix the product. from Moscow to Petersburg. It is characteristic that Arthur Mikolayovich was driven by the wagon itself, from the same products of this company, which went from Peter to Moscow. Well, why shouldn't the marketing specialists and logisticians of the two dealer companies be bothered, not sit down for a glass of tea, and not come up with a mental plan, why would the sutta be allowed to spare trophies on transport vitrates and money? To what? It appears mute and does not transmit. Then є bagatotonnі fury, how to go nazustrіch one to one.

The fools die first Viktor Tochinov, Vadim Panov

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About the book "Fools die with their heads" Viktor Tochinov, Vadim Panov

The book "Fools die with the first" is a center of tvir, written by the co-authorship of Vadim Panov and Viktor Tochinov. The reader is a well-known author behind the trivial fantastic cycle of novels "Taumne Misto". The new books are also seen in an alternative all-inclusiveness, de іsnu Russia. Shchepravda, already not in Moscow, but in St. Petersburg. The fans that simply love the writer's creativity will delight themselves with a new, surrounding history, as they see the new heroes, new locations and the secrets of the updated light. Well, guess and know the heroes, who come and go from the books of Vadim Panov.

The history of the book "Fools die with the first" is located in an alternative Piter, de on the banks of the legendary river Neva, a long time ago and even more important artifact. Wondrously, I can’t name it in the ancient books - the Monster of St. Jacob. Bagato capital of that zhakhliv monstrous bulo is linked to the additional powerful magic in Kaidan. Now it has become a laggy and wicked exhibit. It’s not just here near the caves, catacombs and buried under the common earth, but in the most convenient place - near the Museum of the Kunstkamery of the majestic place.

Nichto and not having perceived, but a skinny day of thousands of people spite for a monstrous cym and do not think of anything abnormal. Ale tamne will be early clear. The third thousand years for the Monster of St. Jacob has become a landmark - human greed, addiction, greed, and a penny wasted its black justice. An extravagant slussar, like a trick in front of a museum, after putting on a silver hoop of a freak. Aje itself is vin, and not a flask, having tamped down the monster in the midst of a deep sleep. Now everything is not so smooth.

It is fatal to bring down on St. Petersburg not just a cascade of failures, but a tsunami of new names. It is not necessary to nivit at once, but the pose of reality is a real magic light. І now vіn vіdkritiy. However, those who are not encouraged to go to the road are not depriving ordinary people, as they didn’t use magic before. The above-natural inhabitants of the Taimny Mist also do not lose sight of them. Viktor Tochinov and Vadim Panov create a new reality, as it is in the middle of the fair and charming world. The novel "Fools die with the first" rasspovist about those, like the head of the heroes viplutuvatimutsya from the backcountry of those unseen situations, like a thousand-year old, anger to the entangled monsters.

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Bagato tightened, tedious times. Either describe the booth on a chain of sides, then a dream of the sides on a side, then it’s in the middle of a soul. As a result, I’m going to read the text.

The plot itself and its realization are not even more varied (for the middle of the novel I have passed, and still two little different plot lines, moreover, the main one, from the abstract, is especially small). It’s just that it’s all right, I’m spinning out ...

Bagato moments, until the final rose, when read, well, just no criticism is not displayed, and it is created to madmen, but simply a massive text to catch up on, the axis is on the top of the tsikh go:

Spoiler (open to the story)

(In order to drive in the fire, lure the woman with the man at the turn of the dark collector. And then on the fly from the fly, people, mabut, are nasty ... all tse, viglyadaє tse get nepotrіbnim, stupid, tedious, write leftover for namotuvannya obsyagu text).

So, at the finale they explained to us. But they read the whole novel to a full explanation, and to read the text of the text was marvelous, boring and not very good.

And on top of that, put it on ...

Well, it's not the hack of a literary negro.

Є miracles of ravor, phrases, іnshі in the distance, sorcerers by type

Spoiler (open to the story) (Click on the new one, bite it)

“I didn’t check the prince on the white horse, but I listened to the clatter,” and “... and the nalyakany shas is like a nalyakaniy skunk, not just tikak, it’s still shit.”

Riddles. Yaka-niyaka, but movement. Intriguing, I know, until the end of the show - hto є hto, how to rob and see how it’s unlikely to go back and forth.

In the same way, it seems that the author's copyright (or simply Panov's editing) has lost its way to the authors, it has been shitty about the creation. Ni Tochinova ni Panova to the hart did not see (too much. Tochinov could see it, just right, they didn’t give anybody a go). It’s not averaged out yet. The author's self-confidence is dumb. And if you read Panov's books in a pure viglyad, read it, do not write that one, that one of Tochin's creations, visit the early trash, twist your nose, I will.

Well, turn to Shanovny and my beloved author, Panov, who wanted b. This novel prompted, formulated.

The enclaves have come to see us, and we want to do it, if they have completed the cycle. The axis of the daremno with the Tanny Mist was not so immobilized. Yargi's line is frozen. Really new, long ago, it wasn’t possible to find a book from your pen, they re-translated the cycle of novels into serial. And now the third-party for the author cycle has come to write third-party stories on the twisted entourage (I wish they wrote a good stench, the axis of Tochinov's book is appropriate, here it is not on the right). Chitach oshukanim to feel. To complete the cycle Nicely, at your level, at the level of the first ten novels of the Taimny City, and then don’t give a damn about the background nuances. And then the right word, cover it up.

© Panov St, Tochinov St, 2015

© Design. TOV "Vidavnistvo" Exmo ", 2015

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“Otzhe, God killing us: і good lads, і bad lads, і navіt Stiva from Long Island. That is not me. I know why ... "

Wooldoor sockbat

Prologue

Cordova

Abu Imran Musa bin Maymun bin Abdallah al-Kurtubi, vidomy also yak Moshe bin Maimon and yak Maimonid, given to the greatest profile: a licar, an astronomer, a presenter, an anatomist, an alchemist, a Talmudist and a Kabbalist, an inexperienced joker. For example, converting from Arabic to Latin antique opuses for the Salaman University, for an hour inserting especially folding passages, as the old capital snatched the unhappy old-fashioned old people lamati's head. And another meter of biology exhibits of all kinds of divisions for university zborivs, with the help of studios and fair exhibits - they paid well. Simpler it seems, Maimonid has used alcoholized viral models and species: now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's pig, tail and pigtails, now a lamb with two heads and legs, now a human embryo with krill kazhan, a pig's piglet, a tail and a piggy-backed tail, now a lamb with two heads and legs.

It’s loud, because of this artifact, there are clean water and chunks, which are folded up from small parts, there are some fairs in Europe, and two-headed calves do not often pop up, do not seem to be too dumb with the hoards and krill. There was no science behind them, and Maimonid himself, having engrossed the metush with flasks and embryos as a bit of a wage, had not been put in full swing before it, and had not come to a great deal of an hour.

Alee once, the household did not appear to be hot: the robot was taken in by the train for the preparation of the exhibit. Having poured a meter at the beginning of the door, and without bothering the person, she delivered the exhibit, for the people, who could do it on a skin day, were re-created on the name of the person.

Yak itself is ready virib having overlapped a meter's bunk, so it has become loose. Ale the influx from the stem of the Chergovy artifact appeared such that Maimonid is still five months engaged in his beloved science.

Ymovіrno, zvnіshnіy viglyad enigmatic exhibit so I lost it in the room, yakby not draw, the scraps in the margins of the manuscript, over the yak meter was drawn at that hour. The little one has an image in the place of being in the universe of beauty, in nature, without thinking, not being able to see it. However, a short note before him showed that Ben Maimon himself was in love with an act and that he was well aware of the wondrous start.

The share of the artifact opened by Moshe ben Maimon was given by stretching out a few tables of the homeless. Behind the deyakie vidomosty, at Praz, at the elections of the Emperor Rudolph, there is an even similar exhibit, but the scanty accounts of the eyewitnesses do not allow to talk about the price of goodness.

The flask appeared in 1719 rotsi: virodok buv purchases by the Russian envoy from Gaazi Matvevim for a long time ago in the St. Petersburg Kunstkameri. At that hour, Ben Maimon opened the flask from the tovsty slope, it was cracked and tied with a silver hoop with the Latin inscription: "The Monster of St. Jacob."

Chapter 1
How to walk with guests at night

Artur Mikolayovich Zavalishin hates Vishniy Volochok.

It’s not a fault of the old-time Russian place of that kind of baggage - the wine of hating through a new job, but the work was brought often, thirty or forty times to the ric, even Arthur Mykolayovych is a little bit of a robot.

Shose Moscow - St. Petersburg, and without that it is not good enough for a shvidkіnoї їzdy, oskіlki constantly packed with overgrown vans - to fret you will not get excited. If the path is out of the place, it is still possible to endure the lack of handiness, altogether it’s possible to escape the middle - bida, instead of wanting a ruck to go out in a new meeting of the world's best lights at the funeral tempo.

Artur Mykolayovych's "Kalina" at once stood on the road, because of the first Moscow light-emitting lamp, which was readily permissible for the signal, and Zavalishin was able to slip through from the fourth turn on, because of the crossing of the vehicle, it was impossible to fix the product. from Moscow to Petersburg. It is characteristic that Arthur Mikolayovich was driven by the wagon itself, from the same products of this company, which went from Peter to Moscow. Well, why shouldn't the marketing specialists and logisticians of the two dealer companies be bothered, not sit down for a glass of tea, and not come up with a mental plan, why would the sutta be allowed to spare trophies on transport vitrates and money? To what? It appears mute and does not transmit. Then є bagatotonnі fury, how to go nazustrіch one to one.

"Idioti ..."

Behind the descending slope of the roaring motorcycle engine, Zavalishin's thoughts cringed and turning his head briskly, hitting the bikers at the black shkira: a column of two-wheeled cars drove along an axle, looking at the water. to penetrate through the traffic jams, I want the axis so, I want it to be Uzbek.

Moreover, the bikers in the Moscow-Peter motorcycle trial were happy with the ice-cream, but their life is not expensive, but on the PDR and they are spitting: all to one without sholomiv, their heads are tied with yaskravo-worm-colored bandanas.

Chi is not a biker? For just two, do not go, but here for nine cars - twelve sidoks ... Maybe, it’s not bikers. Ale, all one is frozen.

The front motorcycle stumbled into a stop-line, and the stagnant column appeared right next to the front seat of "Kalini", and the passenger knew Arthur Mykolayovich. That good-looking at a kalamut look і, mabut, who was honored with a hoarse nourishment:

- Tired of you, chol?

- Vibachte? - Greetings Artur Mikolajovich.

- Bukhnesh? - The Vlasnik of the red bandani of the knight from the inner clutch of the flat dance, twisting the cork and the cork to the crazed cholovikov:

“I’m for kerm,” Zavalishin said.

- I ... - But it’s just the same on the food chain, it’s not sound. That vzgalі situation looked at the childishness of the idiots: cork, wondrous type, wondrous rose, wondrous proposition ... - And those, I am not right ...

- Tremtyacha creature, - the biker summed up. Having smashed the great kovtok viski, the viter ruined the water on his back and explained to the wicked Zavalishin: - Worthy, blah, guessing. I'll hide it.

- You want to go crazy, if Peter їdemo is up to him, - discontentedly muttering the water, whispering a dance from the passenger's hands, jumping and seeing:

On svitloporі having fallen asleep zhovtiy, the bikes tore - abruptly, in a car'єr. The lovers rushed off, saying goodbye they doused Zavalishin with a jet of viklopnyh gases, and his "Kalina" - with dumbbells, screeching from the rear wheel.

"Whippers", - Arthur Mikolayovich thought angrily, tearing down behind the furoy. І having tried himself sob, nikoli do not stand on the road with frostbites near the wormholes. That posture is more beautifully not required.

Pobozhannya fair.

Happiness, for Zavalishin.

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Kempius de Chu, prowling through the sight, are not safe, but come close: it was not possible that it appeared in the inappropriate proximity, and it seemed to me that, even more amicably, it hit the face on the shoulder: "Not an hour to wallow!"

I win mittєvo eyes flattening, marvel at the temryav little cabin and hear the sound knocking on the plastic board. As she stood, the water could not stand to drink in the middle of the yacht, but died at anchor, ale of stench, sickness, did not sleep, and did not wait for the permission of the gentlemen. They nourished the pooks ... And they beat the boards with the deck - in the same rhythm, no hvili. Impatient. The heavenly water seemed to want to be in the middle, and even though it was much stronger for the outboard.

Peter is a place of water, here and everywhere.

The knock of the outboard, the drum-like sound of heaven, the equal sound of Mishel, how to lie on the hand - and a joyful, ripe sound. By ear, they are not safe, ale Kemp, they sound like they do it, they do it - like at a time - to even more inexperienced people, and not getting caught up in a snake.

Vin leaning on his feet quickly and silently, and so very smartly and noiselessly, the blade leaving the burned shafu, sunk into the bulkhead of the cabin. Kemp's sword was smitten with a chimeric - embellishment, detail to the interior, ale tse bulo necessary masks, as a matter of fact, the face of the face appeared to be tense.

Shvidko that is noiseless.

Michelle didn’t propel herself, but turned to face it and failed. Well, don't sleep.

Kemp quietly viyshov at the wheelhouse, and then on the deck. The needed bullets for a whole lot of seconds, plastic ships for the project "Cobra" would like to be called yachts - so, as the water-flowing power of these oligarchs, - but they did not see them in giant planes, but were not spacious.

I also explained that Kemp didn’t spend an expensive hour to get up and down. On the other hand, there were no guests, the gentlemen can try to get in the wrong with formalities. Well, almost the trivials sprats out idle - we can try more. De Shu came to the deck in only his underpants and immediately "got fed up" with the guest's sweetness - goose bumps started.

Vesnyana didn’t make the famous big nights, but she didn’t have an impenetrable bull. The spil of the Peter and Paul Cathedral, sent by searchlights, was seen as a scarlet light dance, and the lichtars, who were visually visible along the embankment of Admiral Makarov, were illuminated by everything that appeared over the ditch. Svitla vistachalo, and Kempius easily remembering the ship, which leads to the yacht.

Crumbled all over the place, mayzhe noiselessly, і, if you have listened well, it is possible to build up, like quietly, on the chosen wraps, to drive the electric motor.

Choven - flat-bottomed, with low sides - buv to fill up a small one, insurance for pivtora or two dozen passengers. They took tourists in St. Petersburg, squeezing through the waterway canals, and when the bridge was lowered, the trawler didn’t run, but the trawler didn’t run. Deyaki chavny bouli are equipped with electric motors - tourists will feel more comfortable, if the tour guide's voice does not gurgle over the dynamos, overturning the noise of a gasoline engine, - and such a chauffeur is approaching at once to the yacht. I Kemp didn’t know what tourists didn’t have to drink, but they didn’t get lost, but meta visit wasn’t an excursion: the rules of fishing navigation barred no swimming without the inclusion of fires, the world is so dumb.

- Wonder, hto here we have ...

De Shu daughters, if he is willing to fall for two yards from the yacht, quickly scanned through the yacht - the whole action is not accessible to such weak magicians, like win, - and I saw an easy enchantment: choli ... choli, with that look not magical The sword can be victorious as a cold zvicheyniku.

And in that, by the way, the vicory will happen, the person has not figured it out. Bullet b on the right in the "Baltik-Marina", or in the Apostolic Harbor, or in the middle of the other moored yachts, it is possible to bounce back, as soon as the "Morion" is going. Ale Kemp is special - there are reasons for that - mooring on the embankment near the sign, which is categorically fenced off on the side of the road, also because of the drive from the DIMZ spirits, and if the amulet is not allowed without a penalty.

"Tsikavo, who once?"

The person spostering after the chapel, partaking over the copy. It’s because it’s not like the stench of the yacht can’t sleep peacefully near the cabin. Those who were boarding on Maliy Nevi were overwhelmed by vipadkovy people, weakly. And not vipadkovy good know, but Kemp is a hard pot, and the viruses behind him could only be rocked by a rapt attack. I want ni, ni ... not all - up'yatero. Another man, before that, hunched over and shy at the bottom of the chavna, stood still, and his dark silhouette was clearly persecuted against the light of the dish.

Vesnyana didn’t just see her cold, she deserved it for the first time — cold. However, Kemp has ceased to perceive discomfort - ochіkuvannya essences zіgrіvalo more beautifully for being thermo-lizna. If you do not respect yourself with a smilie, for a hero who is angered, I am not safe, thinking that it would be more beautiful to bypass the tenth road, let’s spit, let’s burn, but not magically plug the embrasure with a powerless mind: we didn’t it is more beautiful to enter before a strong force, not to magatize to work miracles for heroism; і firmly convinced that it is possible to enter into battle without self-depriving me of the place, often I am happy! - Do not cope with the enemy. Ale at once did not enter the kudi.

Ledve sensitive sound of the electric motor zamovk. The day's hour chased down behind the energy, and then absolutely noiselessly knocking on board the yacht - the old pokrishki, tied to the low hull, dampened the slight blow.

The rest of us knew: the guests were directing themselves to the new, to Kemp. Ale has a weak hope for zbig, for vipadok ... For peresichny criminal, it seems to be simpler. Perhaps, here is the Shore Brotherhood of its own kind, how can you make a trip to the rich overseas yachtsmen, why moor in unauthorized places?

Wit ... how is it now? Nini demand to fight.

The new visitor pidstribnuv, buried over the edge of the board, pulled ... and emerged - nominally, rightly under the UN Convention on Maritime Law, - on the territory of the French Republic, scored by the port of registration of the yacht in the country. For a couple of seconds, the flywheels burst into a standing position - listening, - and having passed over, everything is quiet and calm in the Inozem region, having healed and added to his lesser comrade, hoping for the stile of the forest fence. Turning around, turning around - and hitting Kemp. It is unlikely that one has risen to the appraisal, it seems quite absurd to see how the cholovik is driven from the fake sword at the rutsi - steel has pierced sharply over and over again, and in some cases it has been the forging of an unprepared visitor.

Everything became quick and noiseless. Lyudina was still alive, she was still screaming, screaming a little, ale to replace the cry from the wound, virivating only a weak, ice-sensitive screaming. Well, shelter, zoosumilo, where can we go without it?

The upcoming guest, which itself was on board the yacht, felt a little more awake. I died, not having finished the ruh, magayuchis zbagnuti, scho for the sounds to the new valley. He hung on his hands, trying to quietly supply power to the comrade, which did not fall on his feet ... Ale did not lose the food: Kemp stepped ahead and slashed over the head. The blade is rolled up and rolled, and before it is rolled. Cholovik called to the chapel.