"Steve Perry - Matador 7 - Brother Death" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Steven)

"Static it, Jobo!" Taz yelled. "Move and I'll blast you!"

Cream's eyes grew wide and wild and he twisted, trying all at once to stop his turn toward Bork, to
regain his primary target, and to figure out what had happened. The gun-a satin-dull, blue-black carbon-
fiber spring pistol-wavered and moved back toward Taz.

"Needle him, Morry!" Bork yelled.

"Lose the gun!" Taz screamed.

The guy's mental circuits must have overloaded at that point. Both Taz and Bork were moving in on him
fast and he couldn't cover both of them. Bork was closer, but Taz was who he'd come to dance with, so
he half-twisted, half-fell toward her, shoved the spring pistol out and started pulling the trigger.

He got off two rounds before Bork slammed into him and smacked his upper back with the heels of both
hands in the third variation of Dark Shroud.

Bork had long ago learned that this particular sumito move was a very powerful attack, even from
someone with normal physical strength; done correctly, it would almost always ground a human target.

It grounded him, all right.

The spring gun flew one way, the shoulder bag another, and Cream's legs snapped up from the knees
hard enough to fling both sandals off and a good four meters away. He hit like a big rock falling off a
cliff on a high-gee planet. Hard enough to raise dust from the solid plastcrete and to flatten his nose and
abrade his face into a bloody mess. Whatever sense he had was knocked from him instantly. He wasn't
going anywhere under his own power for some time.

Problem with being so big and potent was that sometimes you didn't throttle it down enough and you
caused some real damage. Well, that was too bad. Guy should have thought about that before he thought
to take a shot at Bork's sister.

"Taz?"

"I'm okay," she said. "He missed."

She came to stand next to Bork. She had scooped up the spring gun and now held it loosely pointing
down at the fallen man. The gun was unnecessary.

Passersby began to gather.

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"You don't know him, huh?"

"Nope. But he's a clever dongo, whoever he is."