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I stand up, brandishing my elegant, curved sword...
I reply to them with a malicious smile on my face:
"Well, boys, you're in trouble..."
And I begin the slaughter...
I chop down one, then another...
Only one remains, the leader... I hit him with my free hand... He falls...
I approach him, chop off his left hand, and say:
"Go tell your boss, whatever his name is, tell the leader that if there's another stunt like this, I, Smoke Crigan, will come and chop off his damn...hide..."
He, the leader, replies with a trembling voice:
"Thank you, Mr. Smoke Crigan, for sparing my life. I will definitely pass on the message..."
And he runs away as fast as he can...
I toss a coin to the bartender and leave the tavern...
I reply to them with a malicious smile on my face:
"Well, boys, you're in trouble..."
And I begin the slaughter...
I chop down one, then another...
Only one remains, the leader... I hit him with my free hand... He falls...
I approach him, chop off his left hand, and say:
"Go tell your boss, whatever his name is, tell the leader that if there's another stunt like this, I, Smoke Crigan, will come and chop off his damn...hide..."
He, the leader, replies with a trembling voice:
"Thank you, Mr. Smoke Crigan, for sparing my life. I will definitely pass on the message..."
And he runs away as fast as he can...
I toss a coin to the bartender and leave the tavern...
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...