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I was awakened today by a call from a friend.
A friend of mine was found by the police laying on the street, handcuffed and gagged, he was laying in a pool of blood, unconscious and partially evirated. He was tortured. Another little time here and he would had died from massive hemorragy. He undergone two surgeries today. by this time the rumors are massive, but the most credibles talk about a revenge for a relationship with a girl gone bad. The most incredible part is that the aggressors that ambushed him did their work barefaced, they acted plateally to make sure he did know them.
My friend is still unconscious. We all are shattered. This is not a town, this is still 1880, far west. Shit.
My friend is a kickboxing coach, a tough one, very, very wealthy. I BEGGED him to swap his stupid beretta 9mm (I hate that gun..)for something more concealable; he wered it in a stupid fanny pack. He was surprised and ambushed and he didn't had time to draw, damn, I begged him to learn some weapon combatives...
Poor friend, ever in trouble because of some bitch...damn...
I know that the right thing would be that all friends would pack iron and begin hunt for revenge...but things didn't work this way..
If the aggressors didn't care about beign recognized, for me they are from mafia, and this is serious, serious shit...
That is streetfighting, for all of you that would endlessy argue about what would be better, the guard of the straight blast....
BEING AN ANIMAL, WITH AN ANIMAL INSTINCTS AND WITHOUT COSCIENCE.
That is streetfight. Shit.
A friend of mine was found by the police laying on the street, handcuffed and gagged, he was laying in a pool of blood, unconscious and partially evirated. He was tortured. Another little time here and he would had died from massive hemorragy. He undergone two surgeries today. by this time the rumors are massive, but the most credibles talk about a revenge for a relationship with a girl gone bad. The most incredible part is that the aggressors that ambushed him did their work barefaced, they acted plateally to make sure he did know them.
My friend is still unconscious. We all are shattered. This is not a town, this is still 1880, far west. Shit.
My friend is a kickboxing coach, a tough one, very, very wealthy. I BEGGED him to swap his stupid beretta 9mm (I hate that gun..)for something more concealable; he wered it in a stupid fanny pack. He was surprised and ambushed and he didn't had time to draw, damn, I begged him to learn some weapon combatives...
Poor friend, ever in trouble because of some bitch...damn...
I know that the right thing would be that all friends would pack iron and begin hunt for revenge...but things didn't work this way..
If the aggressors didn't care about beign recognized, for me they are from mafia, and this is serious, serious shit...
That is streetfighting, for all of you that would endlessy argue about what would be better, the guard of the straight blast....
BEING AN ANIMAL, WITH AN ANIMAL INSTINCTS AND WITHOUT COSCIENCE.
That is streetfight. Shit.
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