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The first bucket of water in his face brought the black to himself. Spluttering, cursing. His body twisting to shake the water out of his face. And in an instant the pains from Lagunov’s body chops streaked across his face.
Spetznaz’ bitch slap hadn’t been necessary. The dude had come out of his trance with the bucket of water .. the pains in his torso re-awakened. But Spetznaz was reminding him who was calling the shots. This breaking was HIS. The other two were just putting on the squeeze.
“Any time you feel like talking ….”
Spetznaz had delivered a second stinging slap to the dude’s face. Receiving a stinging glare back in return. The black didn’t relish being Spetznaz’ bitch. Spetznaz smirked. The dude had betrayed a weakness
“Just say the word ….”
The dude did not have a way with words, Spetznaz concluded. Not much originality in his snarls of scorn either.
“Go fuck yourself.”
Spetznaz hadn’t expected anything else. A hard-headed motherfucker like this .. he was going to need more of a squeeze. For now Spetznaz settled for another stinging bitch-slap.