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After receiving the blow, a crack is heard coming from his chest, and the boy flies back a few meters and lands on the ground like a sack of potatoes.
—"Jason..."— Shouts the boy on his left and runs to help him, while the boy on his right shouts to Max.— "You fucking son of a bitch.!" —The boy runs towards Max with both fists raised, ready to fight.
Anna, Olga, and Natasha turn around and stare in astonishment for a few seconds, then turn their gaze to Max.
This time, Max just spun around and kicked, landing square in the boy's face. The blow is so strong it knocks him unconscious.
—"Shit!"— yells the friend who tries to help toJason, but ribcage is broken and is having a hard time breathing, not to mention his other friend is knocked out.
One of the two boys in the woods turned around and without a second thought runs away scared. While the other boy picks up his cell phone and shouts loudly: —"Break his head, Apollo."— With that, the boy focuses the cell phone camera on Max. —"Here he comes guys, the great Apollo massacre begins. Don't forget to follow us, like us, and share with your friends and family."—
The guy named Apollo is next to Jason, who is still breathing heavily. When he gets up, he shouts: —"Hey Paul, where's Mark?"— Apolo asks the guy on the phone. He needs someone else to help Jason.
Paul apart the phone away and answers: —"Mark just ran off."— He points to the bushes behind him.
—"Fucking faggot."— With that, Apollo spits on the ground, then smiles at Max and raises his fists.— "Let's dance, babe."— Apollo says before slowly approaching Max.
Max also shows a cold smile and frowns, puts on hunter's eyesat a guy who is 5 to 6 inches taller, not to mention Apollo's gym-worthy physique.
Max nods and answers, —"It's time to dance."— With such confidence that Apollo burst out laughing,
For his part, Paul describes the situation to the cell phone camera, then focuses on the boys lying on the ground and finally on the trees where one of his friends ran out.
—"It's starting, it's starting."— Paul repeats his words a couple of times before focusing on the boys who are seconds away from their fight.
The next step, beyond everyone's expectations, is when Apollo begins the fight by throwing a series of straight punches to Max's face, blows that fly in slow motion across Max's eyes, and he dodges them effortlessly.
Apollo combines hooks to the face, hooks to the liver, uppercuts, straight punches, and punches to the jaw, but Max seems to predict and dodge every punch thrown.
Seeing how Max dodges the punches, the panicked faces of the three women gradually relax, and even Anna encourages her cousin: —"Max, you can do it."— While Natasha and Olga search for her phone to call for help.
After several minutes, Apollo's punches become slower and slower until he stops, then beats his chest in defiance with a shout. —"Come on, chicken, hit.!"—
Max nods and places both hands on his side, then plants the balls of his feet firmly on the ground as he takes his first step, closing the distance in seconds. that separates him from Apollo.
All of this seems to be in slow motion for Max, who has just enough time to smile and wave at Paul, who focuses his cell phone camera on him, then slowly raises his fists toward Apollo.
In response, Apollo barely begins to part his lips and his eyes slowly open in surprise before receiving the first blow, followed by nine more blows to various parts of his torso, arms, and chest.
Each blow was powerful, and Apollo's body rose a few inches before falling to the ground like a dead dog.
At that moment, many things were going through Max's mind and those around him.
Anna screams with excitement like a schoolgirl in love before running to hug and sling Max like a koala.
Olga and Natasha let out a deep sigh, as the 911 calls connected and began to narrate the whole story.
—"Shit, shit, shit, Apollo, Apollo, get up, get up, buddy, let's go up!"— Paul shouts a few more times but receives no response. —"Come on, buddy, it hasn't even been 5 seconds since the fight started."— The boy puts both hands to his head, unaware that he hasn't stopped his live broadcast.
Minutes later, Mark starts the car and Paul races off toward the grove, leaving his friends behind. Olga remains on the phone talking to the operator who took the call.
Being a small town, everyone knows each other, especially Olga, who has been here for 40 years, making a call for help a casual conversation, while Natasha answers calls and messages from acquaintances and friends close to the place.
In just 10 minutes, the place is filled with trucks and countless people coming to help. When the paramedics arrive, they first treat the grandmother, then Natasha, and finally Anna and Max, leaving the unconscious children for last. After the initial treatment, the police take control of the situation, beginning with the statements.
At this point, for Olga, it was the fourth time she's repeated the same story, but in a different police. Not even 30 minutes have passed, and the incident at the lake is already known everywhere.
—"Hey Max, what's next.?"— Anna asks, somewhat bored, inside the truck.
Max simply shrugs. —"I have no idea."— the boy comments, While the two children are read their rights and the third is transported by ambulance.
Olga approached the truck a few minutes later: —"The police want me to press charges against the boys and they're taking me to the station."— After speaking, Olga tried to smile.— "I'm sorry."—
—"That means the afternoon at the lake is canceled, right, Grandma.?"— Anna asked with a sad face.
Olga nods silently and adds: —"You'll go home with Natasha. Just wait until I finish thanking everyone who came to help.."— This makes the three look toward the front of the car, where a group of women and men are talking, laughing, and exchanging comments while others excitedly pretend to fight among themselves.
Anna just wrinkles her face. —"This is going to take a while..."— causing both Olga and Max to nod a couple of times.
Olga and one of the police cars didn't take long to leave. Then the remaining cars followed, and when they were out of sight, Natasha's group pulled out several cans of beer.
Natasha initially refused to drink, but due to their constant insistence, she downed her first can. When Anna noticed this, she got annoyed: —"Shit."— the girl got out of the truck and approached the group to call her mother.
Mother and daughter argued away from the group for several minutes.
It didn't take long for Anna to return to the truck with Max, and her annoyance was noticeable on her face. She said through gritted teeth. —"I just hope my mother doesn't lose control and get the beer to her head..."— By then, Natasha was finishing her third beer and one of the group members handed her the fourth. The woman immediately opened it.
—"I think they're trying to get your mother drunk...."— Pointing out what just happened, Anna smiles and shakes her head. —"Believe me, they've been trying that for years, and not just with my mother, but also with your mother and Aunt Mariana."—
—"Oh, really.?"— Max asked doubtfully.
—"Of course they are, and they'll even try it with Grandma, especially with her new look."— Anna comments, watching as her mother begins to say goodbye to the group.
But minutes later, the woman hadn't even finished saying goodbye when one of the group offered her another beer while starting a conversation. At that moment, Anna looks Max in the eye again, and the girl points to what's happening outside and smiles.
—"Okay, then why don't we go to the lake.?"— Max points to the grove beyond the group.
Ana shakes her head in response. —"We can't, especially not now." —She points again at the group and explains. —"Those guys are eagerly waiting for us to do this, to get closer. Plus, the secret place my mother has guarded for so many years would be discovered, depriving us of our benefits..." — Max doesn't understand Anna's idea, or perhaps he's too dumb to realize it, and frowns at his cousin.
Anna, with an arrogant smile, mentions. —"The more secrets, the more benefits. The more benefits, the greater your opportunities..."—
But with Max, it was like talking to a stone, and he doesn't notice. The boy simply continues with his frown.
—"Better forget it."— Anna says with some frustration, but a subtle smile appears on her lips since Max isn't perfect, and she can teach him a few things.
Anna clears her throat and holds back her laughter before speaking in a deep voice. —"My mom is fascinated by secrets, and the fewer people who know those secrets, the more she'll literally go crazy..."—
The girl points back to the group. —"If only there were one or two of those idiots instead of 15, I'd be worried."—
—"Mom loves secrets too."— Max comments, remembering his mother's face when she talked about their secret relationship, or Grandma's face when she came back from the bathroom.
Anna laughs..— "Look at you. You seem to have discovered gunpowder. Every woman loves secrets, and the more forbidden or risky, the better."— With that, Anna slides her hand down to touch Max's thigh. It's obvious that the peach scent of his body has taken effect.
The reaction of shaft, tracing her silhouette under his pants, is gradual but very pronounced, making Anna wet her lips and her eyes shine with excitement. —"God, I want to suck now."— The girl says through her teeth, but seconds later she completely stops her fingers. —"But we can't, not here, especially with all of them watching."— she points at the group.
—"Oh, come on, Anna, it'll just be a blowjob..."— Max comments, grabbing his cousin's hand and guiding her towards his bundle.
Ana slides her fingers over the pants and tenderly caresses the shape of his shaft, her eyes reflecting a mad desire to do so... But the girl shakes her head and calmly explains, while continuing to caress the bulge: —"A couple of years ago, my brother was at a friend's party and got affectionate with his girlfriend, and one of his friends secretly filmed it, but then tried to blackmail the girl. That doesn't mean I won't suck your cock dry. Of course I will, but not here, and certainly not with those sons of bitches watching..."—
—"Oh, that's better."— Max replies, looking closely at the group.
—"Now behave yourself, my mother's coming."— Anna says before getting out of the truck to talk to her mother.
After a brief conversation, Anna concluded that her mother was not in a condition to drive, so the girl took the wheel and Natasha smilingly sits next to Max and hugs him: —"This is my nephew.."— The lady says proudly and as it was time to go back, Anna simply started the truck.
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