Do you Bid on Pachinko?
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The drooling failed engine sound wave was coming from the sky and below them near Lublin forest was a concert. "Bravo! Valio!" The crowds were cheering.
But it all was in our past and now our heroes were joining hands to assault the Polish office.
The yakuzas were making progress too. They cleared Polish rats' den and rounded their troops for a hit and run operation to dispose of political criminals hoping to steal generous foreigners' money.
"They don't know any better Simon will be pumping iron in Polish asses."
"Yes Simon you are speaking for yourself and I Lord Ignacius did enjoy orgy of sick Queen of Netherlands Kingdom Polish Kruva SODRA sexual secta, Amsterda FBTT and Estonian GFS."
"You guys hurt your head or something." Captain Mage walks holding a wet towel and whipping his moist hair.
He was not wearing his NATO brand shorts lying on a chair.
"Military intelligence names of former spies setting up a financial hub to run their false finance operations for Poland. I think Yakuza can help us."
They all look. "How?"
Pioter Blat continues thinking. "I think Poles robbed Japanese company and are in for bad books with them."
"They don't know any better." Mage placed his towel.
"It will be for Polish hoisting swastika." Lord Ignacius knew they did launder money to sponsor MD Dr Bider's virus campaign.
They left without permission on a European trip to secure continents' security and fight FBTT rats in hunters bingo book of Black Friday Organisation.
The codename Street 25 of the military intelligence spies did gamble their life for the death and his slut wife for sick Queen of Netherlands Kingdom Polish SODRA sexual secta.
"We did fight them all and we are in for one NATO mission to fock his office including his wife." Lord Ignacius took his military jacket for the first time to attach Polish garrison insignia.
"I have never worn one before."
"It fits you well." Our NATO hero captain Mage did wink his eye.
The drawback was Romanian laboratories in unknown locations they were unable to find and location was mystical enough not to be found or not exist.
Royal Household of Netherlands mixing with Polish filth, run sick Polish-Estonian mix prostitution ring SODRA.
The well disciplined Amsterdam the financial hub security company did cover a good security until our NATO heroes did murder them all.
The Bider's Pachinko's lab story was the past and they left to murder corrupt president of Poland.
It was weird to think about Dracula castle within acts of depravity in self defence to the origin of the biological weapons cartel, the European cockroaches of Dr Bider's Pachinko's laboratory made for us.
It was a closure to the European disaster.
But the victim's testimony said it all on the file.
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Somali Pirates and Nigerian Bot did made their plans for Yakuza to kill greedy Polish president.
"Simon I am pumping iron in their asses and it never stops in our NATO Black Friday Organisation." Nigerian Cheslov spoke about his journey with his heroes to fight for freedom.
"Okay." Lithuanian Stefan did show his hand gesture.
"We are like special prosecutors envoy for human rights." Pioter Blat made his mind available in Poland.
They made an assault on the Polish oval office. The time they took care of a sick Queen of the Netherlands brothel the Netherlands Kingdom royal palace in Hague.
Our NATO heroes disposed of Biders Pachinkos Group and revealed to us their secrets of creating biological warfare weapons. Lithuanian Stefan and Nigerian Cheslov buried Dr Bider in their grand taxi business.
"It was a kiss like one, two to three." Lord Ignacius made his heart spoke in his story observation so far our war heroes spoke.
"Dr Bider was one sick man to marginalise a biological weapon." Simon loaded his chamber.
"You never saw how our sick Lithuanian Cheslov did take care of picking his daughter's guts in the shower and buried these fools in a single grave in her funeral." Nigerian Cheslov did pick his tooth with a toothpick when Polish kebab was done.
They loaded their weapons and left to finish their weapons sing to corruption.
"I would love to gang bang in a Georgian orgy." Simon did say OK to his dreams.
Lord Ignacius did blink. "We can do it once we exercise the Polish wife's ass in her bad ass garrisons."
They boarded their service vehicle.
Our NATO heroes place on army clothes and attach Polish army unit stickers to sides they leave to dispose of the President hosting violent business in his country.
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"Bakarou." Dr Fujimaru spoke his mind about the Polish President packing the dead Prime Minister's body back in their presidential security vehicle boot on the side road of golden street lights.
The romantic lights on an empty forest road made progress in their planning.
"How about other bodies boss?" Somali Pirate did tighten the cloth on his shoulder wound.
"You leave them to root like it is a road side in Nigeria." The Nigerian Bot boot kicked the dead Prime Minister's wife off the side of the road to the old communist drain channel.
Dr Fujimaru comfortably sits on a seat brushing aside glass shives and fresh blue blood. It smells like iron in a mixture of gunpowder sensed fresh in the air of cold evening breeze.
It was a pleasure for him to finish the stolen Yamashita General gold case. He was instructed by Japan to close a bad business deal.
"It is like we are stupid foreigners to be stolen from." He lit his cigarette and ordered Girts Bosu start the engine.
He sat smoking near a broken window. They would not be fashionably late for the main event.