- The hand at it time grew from a trunk, was extended, having scattered on ten fingers. Pyotr Alekseevich stretched a palm, and felt a burn, the animal was extremely hot. Having suppressed pain, he smiled. Sheykinets in reply flashed and said melodious and extremely pleasant voice: - You are probably not local, most likely the traveler. If you want, visit our planet, I invite! Poroshenko reflex pulled in a stomach, having forgotten that he is already a young man. The former president politely bryaknut: - I with big pleasure. In reply as if struck with a chisel a bow, peculiar the voice became such: - Then write down the address. The monster muttered something in the language. Then turned the head which became cylindrical. - I did not understand. - Pyotr Alekseevich murmured. Inomiryanin with disappointment prokudakhtat: - It is elementary, I already wrote down on the giperplazmo-computer. Elor showed similarity of hours on a hand. - Now you will not confuse it with anything. The president-billionaire, hardly hiding disappointment, literally provizzhat: - I would like, to receive same. Or even more abruptly! Other being lowed: - Not all at once. You are not accepted to our commonwealth and a brotherhood yet. Also it is not known we will take you such large. Too you are allocated. Petro Poroshenko looked at himself. It indeed higher and more powerful than was in the youth, more precisely than youth. And yes so not the little man Pyotr Alekseevich. Something moved in its metabolism, there was a person, became a monster. The president-billionaire rubbed a cheek, volosik finally disappeared, skin became smooth, he understood that it is necessary to hurry. - I still will manage to get acquainted with numerous miracles of your city for now change me. And as for a look, I on, and the guest from other Universe. The more sharply I am allocated, the more abruptly. - With genuine disappointment of Poroshenko said. - Let there will be among you at least one and more or less adult. - And capable to traditional reproduction. - Melor very happy with this experiment giggled. - I wanted to check long ago, it is possible, whether it at the return movement of time. And now proceed for me. The boy genius pointed, to the building in the form of the Olympic cup. It is similar to many other it was groundless directly, and mix of gas and water falls was thrown up from top. The aircraft cut circles from above, staggering also the eights. They together flew up in a transparent belly, having chosen the biggest door. It was smoothly moved apart, having passed Melor and the unlucky interuniversal traveler. Here Sfero decided to interrupt a little the space experiment and for a moment returned Poroshenko to himself to a den. This time, they appeared on the seashore, sitting on a pier. The boy demiurge caught a small fish, grabbing sea creatures tails, and the looked younger Poroshenko is lost blinked. His head was influenced by blows of very heavy drum sticks from Osmium. As far as the latest events shook the president of Ukraine. And the Creator of mirozdaniye, allowed to depart a little to Pyotr Alekseevich and quite on - boyish zvonkogoloso asked: - What difference between Lukashenko and Putin? Poroshenko wearily shook the head: - I do not know! Sfero joyfully blurted out: - Putin took the Crimea, and Lukashenko the credit! The president of Ukraine giggled and nervously murmured: - And about the Crimea can it is not necessary? The boy demiurge, jumped up and barefoot fingers easily lifted Poroshenko for an ear: - I have to be silent? The president-billionaire discontentedly lowed: - Silence gold! Sfero adequately parried: - Only at the one who is low mind, silence gold of the highest test! Poroshenko, felt not in the to a plate. The ordinary teenager, with a cute attractive face, and the developed muscles holds him, the former president of Ukraine by an ear. Pyotr Alekseevich even became larger, than earlier, having got rid of a stomach, and surplus of fat, but... The boy holds with his barefoot fingers as if a doll, and itself rose over a surface. They now in some vineyard, with very large berries, and on one cluster all colors of a rainbow. Poroshenko tries to set the aggressive teenager and... misses as if before it the ghost. The president-billionaire rattles: - I already am silent! Sfero again very adequately answers: - Silence gold, only value allocated only at the fool! The former president of Ukraine after such words choked. And Sfero being carnivorously shown continue reasonings already on absolutely left subject; - The great Ukrainian world champion Vladimir Klitschko lost to Tyson Fury. This defeat became the present tragedy of all Ukrainian people. There was a bat your pride and glory! But now Vladimir Klitschko rejecting statements of sceptics that he is too weak and old to take a revenge, strenuously trains and is eager for glory. On a game really high rate - prestige of Ukraine, for example. Besides in case of a victory and one more after that Vladimir Klitschko to become the absolute champion in a super heavyweight by quantity of the won champion duels. Thus incentive to Vladimir Vladimirovich moreover what is. And the fact that it on a class the boxer is higher than Tyson is not present any doubts too. Though Vladimir Klitschko also should diversify the arsenal. Here, of course, especially it would be helped by blows the right hand on the case. Especially dzholt, under heart and in a solar plexus. But the most important difficulty for Vladimir Klitschko as soon it became clear, show not long hands and high growth of Tyson, and the organization of fight. The present world champion in every possible way tightens a match revenge and tries to break it. Therefore there are also numerous delays. At first, for May, then for June and even for July! So for Klitschko probably the most important and complex problem of Tyson on a ring to drag, and only then to win! So, the audience, you need only to boil from indignation! Poroshenko and really terribly was angry. He felt that specifically scoff at it. And Sfero unexpectedly finished a passage: - And now with Vladimir Klitschko you will fight! And the boy Creator threw Petro Poroshenko, a leg throw on a ring. The boxing stadium instantly grew on the place of multi-color thickets of a vineyard. Also there were on wave of juvenile God Creator of a tribune, and together with them both a noise and din. A great number of representatives of other worlds, in from orange scorpions, to unterradioaktivny jellyfishes. They whistled, rattled, squealed, stamped, croaked, and even threw up fire and plasma! The true cacophony and Poroshenko felt how to it literally thrash on ears. From above on a ring however, the transparent covering which is looking like an aquarium fell. It densely covered quite trivial boxing ring, and closed all sounds. The looked younger and strengthened Petro Poroshenko felt very surely. It straightened to itself(himself) big shoulders and is proud hitched up the large head. Well that time the mountain did not go to Magomet... The president of Ukraine, saw also the opponent who seemed to him painfully familiar. Characteristic short, with black hair a hairstyle, a furious look... Really Vitalik Klitschko? Yes it has nearly any more no person, and it seems the boxer is younger. Well Vladimir Vladimirovich (such strange coincidence in a name and in a middle name with the president of Russia!) Klitschko - the own person! Well that it Pyotr Alekseevich appeared on a dagger edge. However there is no fear. Especially as the grown-up president of Ukraine is at least five-seven centimeters higher Vladimir and twenty-thirty kilograms it is heavier. The role of the referee in a ring carries out bare-legged, suntanned till color of chocolate glaze, the brawny and tall honey blonde. It has a cute attractive face, but a strong neck, it almost nude as far as it has a frank bikini - less fig leaf. Poroshenko involuntarily was lost in contemplation of the referee, and passed the first blow from Vladimir. Here probably there were peculiar rules, fight was started without gong. The little girl made gesture supposedly continue. The blow from Vladimir Klitschko was strong, but left, besides it got the large guy, and there was not enough power that to knock down Poroshenko. Pyotr Alekseevich clenched fists, his muscles were blown up by spheres. It looked much more rolled, and looked like the professional body builder more, than Vladimir Klitschko, but... Poroshenko in the childhood was engaged in judo, and in mature years was not on friendly terms with sport at all. And to it, it appeared, it is very difficult to understand equipment of a duel on a ring. Pyotr Alekseevich made obvious mistakes: from all force clenched a fist, thrashed the hand strained on all trajectory from what its blows turned out pushing and did not bear that destructive power which nearly one and a half centners of qualitative muscle bulk could give. Poroshenko found in the parallel world, the new, fine, rolled body, but not skills in single combats at all. So less large though too rather big rival, obviously won against him. Vladimir Klitschko worked with the second number, forcing Poroshenko to miss, or putting blocks. However, blows of the heavy and strong athlete even if he is also not able to beat professionally, are quite notable. Therefore Vladimir preferred to be displaced, or to put elastic blocks. At the same time the former world champion constantly stung Poroshenko the left, persuasive and fast Jeb. It by tradition was not put in blows in the first rounds, but the left hand at Klitschko is fast, and is elastic. The duel passed by peculiar rules. The first round lasted already obviously, it is more than put three minutes and it seemed that here as wrestling there are no rounds and breaks at all as the minute pause followed. Poroshenko was not too tired, he has a body in great shape, Klitschko was only warmed. Remembering that Vladimir Vladimirovich was nicknamed: "a glass jaw", Poroshenko desperately tried to catch the opponent on one blow. Vladimir in reply, it is visible having decided what will be enough to play cat and mouse, loaded Poroshenko with the left hand lateral in a chin. Pyotr Alekseevich felt a shake-up, and managed to answer, having got Klitschko into a breast. Vladimir shook. The fear was reflected in eyes the Nickname. Really not the technical opponent was resistant as in due time the Pole Vakh, thrashes hard. In reply Klitschko receded and carried out the two. Got Poroshenko in a chin. But the president of Ukraine, is very strong a body and the head. Also goes on Vladimir as if the German Tiger tank, or the brave Russian soldier who is not paying attention to blows. Vladimir Klitschko departs and throws out dzheba and the two. With protection, at having very vague idea of boxing at Poroshenko not very well. But with ability to hold blow, endurance and animal force everything is all right. In the Universe with a cross-current of time the former Ukrainian president was loaded. And who it will dump a bychara. Vladimir departs. It works as Jeb again now. But to hurt a nose, despite hits he does not manage. And fight drags on. The horn does not rattle as if it is the fights without rules which are not limited in time. And such regulations are extremely not favorable to Klitschko. Poroshenko beats much and often, but as if does not feel fatigue, and to Vladimir to have constantly to recede, move on a ring, to soften blows 145 - kilogram muscle bulk case biases. And how here you will manage, to be restored? Very much high rate of fight, without pauses between rounds tires. Vladimir Klitschko is again put in blow right. But the chin at Poroshenko deviated no more, than on inch. And it strongly irritates pancher. When the head of your vis-a-vis, is stronger than the titan. Vladimir tries to thrash the two again and the blow passes. But I pound? Breath in Klitschko becomes heavier. The duel passes in everything not decreasing speed, and to the former world champion literally step on heels. Vladimir Vladimirovich against Pyotr Alekseevich - as all this looks symbolically and dramatically. In own way epic duel. What both poets and playwrights can quite sing of. Poroshenko feels in himself the first signs of fatigue too, but are still rather easy. And here his opponent was tired obviously, shines from sweat, and the left Jeb practically ceased to throw out the most important. Because of it the initiative gradually passes to Pyotr Alekseevich. He continually can be reproached with weak equipment, but a body magnificent. And blows go series. Vladimir is closed by the block and passes casually, in an eyebrow... Already at the former world champion and a section. Blood seemed, and together with a type of red liquid of Poroshenko found in itself wild confidence. Also strengthened an impact. When you thrash a series, let and ineptly, but it is tireless, though several blows and will pass. And Vladimir Klitschko, more and more being tired, it was worse and worse protected and put blocks. And time from time will be hit a gift in the head. And the opponent powerful also beats weightily as if a cudgel. Have Poroshenko more experience, and he be trained, it is correct to strike blows, Vladimir Klitschko would already roll in a deep knockout. But Poroshenko thrashed pushing, and from it, the opponent even passing mistakes did not fall but only was unsteady. But all the same, fight dragged on, Klitschko lost forces, nobody was going to declare a pause and, Poroshenko's victory was now only a matter of time. In despair Vladimir unexpectedly carried out atypical for itself dzholt to Poroshenko's liver. The former president of Ukraine felt unpleasantly as if got into a trunk a log. And slightly reduced the speed. Vladimir was right there enclosed in the two in a chin though, probably, it would be more rational to continue to thrash on a liver. Poroshenko stoically bore blow and itself rushed to attack. Klitschko tried to depart, but speed because of fatigue fell, and the former world champion appeared under a shower of blows. When you thrash strongly, the block breaks, and fly away gloves. At Vladimir blood not only from an eyebrow, but also from a nose began to flow. It desperately hung on Pyotr Alekseevich, trying to involve in fight. Poroshenko in rage shook Klitschko, having forced that to fail on a flooring of a ring, too big for prize-fighting. And then in attempt of Vladimir to rise, the crushing blow a leg on the person followed. Pyotr Alekseevich was able to play not bad soccer and therefore, to set a leg at it it turned out far more professionally, than hands. Well and is certainly stronger. Blood-stained a cap took off because of Vladimir Klitschko's mouth, and the former world champion fell, widely stretched hands and calmed down... The horn sounded, and solemn tone the voice declared: - Won a victory... Vladimir Klitschko, in view of disqualification of the opponent, for foul blow! Poroshenko after the last phrases was thrown by above an air wave, and he appeared in the company from Sfero again. The boy Creator embraced two fleshy, half-naked little girls at once and put out the tongue at Pyotr Alekseevich. The president-billionaire cried, at him any sensation of fear already disappeared: - Yes, how many similar mockery will last still! Sfero cold and at the same time extremely honestly answered: - Your soul in my hands! I for you, as well as for many sextillions of the worlds, with billions living in them beings created by me - God Bog-Sozdatel! And you have to rejoice that will not be overthrown in Gehenna, or the lake Kotsit! The boy looked at Poroshenko very severely and added: - And I do not even demand from you to kneel before me and to kiss dirty heels! The president of Ukraine unexpectedly felt as if the prisoner facing a scaffold or on the edge of a bottomless chasm. Really having force which did not dream the Devil the Teenager Creator, can abandon him, it is much worse somewhere, than a ring with Vladimir Klitschko, or the fantastic world immortal, children who are born old men. And what from the boy to take? Teenagers very much are even cruel, and this is still simply the angel in comparison with some shots. Sfero caught Poroshenko's thoughts and grinned in a bad grin: - You, of course, should be taught a good lesson and to teach cruel manners, but... I goodheartedly return you in the Universe of counter time. Maybe there you to something yes will be taught! Though tone at the boy Creator, also sounded, extremely ominously, nothing terrible happened to Poroshenko. Anions even did not notice absence of the amusing person who brought interest and a variety in the pro