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Post by leear on Jun 18, 2009 13:28:41 GMT -6
Leear looked him in the eye and nodded, running into in low and hard, his shoulder hitting him the stomach, he then lifted his knee to knee him in the stomach, then moving his elbow fast to elbow him in the jaw. Leear wanted too kick the shit out of this guy, and hopefully the rest of them would join in, he didnt SEEM like that sort of guy anyway, the mafia werent like that, they had a sense of respect.
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Post by Raul Peña on Jun 18, 2009 13:45:19 GMT -6
This was going to end either one of two ways, Raul thought to himself. Either he would KO Leear and get his ass thrown out of the gym, or he would get beaten up himself... in which case he didn't know what he would do short of fighting to the death. He wasn't going to dishonour himself by losing to this guy. There were many witnesses around in favour of the mafia family, if things turned bad they could all be on Raul's side and blame it on Leear, that would be his safety net at least, and it would also be the case if Leear acted like a sore loser. When the agent attacked again, Raul was midswing himself, and the two clashed in the center of the ring. Raul offered a heavy right hook, and was knocked back by the knee, enough to put him out of harms way of the elbow. Slightly winded, he paused to catch his breath before smirking and diving in for a combination of his own, starting with a few quick left jabs and another of those lethal uppercuts. For once, his knuckles would get to see some action, rather than just his trigger finger...
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Post by leear on Jun 18, 2009 13:53:16 GMT -6
Leear didnt know what hit him, everything went black, this fight was over, he went down like brick, hit the floor and was down for the count, he wasnt standing back up soon. A great uppercut from the spanaird, Leear would get him back, he tried too stand up but couldnt, he just looked at the spaniard and dropped his head back again "Ill leave in a minute"
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Post by Raul Peña on Jun 18, 2009 14:21:13 GMT -6
Raul wasn't expecting it to be over, he thought the agent had a bit more fight in him, but it was just one of those lucky punches it seemed. He could see his eyes glaze over and his senses shatter as Leear stumbled back, obviously unable to continue on at full potential. At first, Raul clenched his fist, ready to continue his onslaught, but after a deep breath, he let his arm drop to his side. Fair enough, he would let him leave with some dignity... he was a good brawler, even if he was a cop. "Good. Vinny, help our friend here to the door" he replied, catching his own breath finally. Raul was treading a pretty tight line messing with an FBI agent like this... he knew he'd come for him one day, but until that day came, he wasn't going to think about it. Stepping back through the ropes, he headed for his bag. The Spaniard was going to call it a day himself... and leave quietly...
[THREAD CLOSED]
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