own 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 prolonged childhood of immortal creations with a strength of demiurges. Melor gave hands towards to new the friend and the bend of color lightnings let out in him, Pyotr felt in himself inflow of forces. Directly magnificent culinary products with juicy aroma departed to a face of the former president of Ukraine. Poroshenko felt hungry, especially after a cruel, epic duel with Vladimir Klitschko. It was so close to victory over one of the strongest in a world history of boxing, the champion over heavy weight. But the victory departured, and having very felt hungry. Food at anions special, strongly looking like cotton candy: so gentle and literally melts in the mouth. Poroshenko the great conditioner and the fan allowed to eat owes a local cuisine. Original and fantastically various. Especially it was pleasant to the president Ukraine when to him cake in the form of the Kremlin flew up and prochirikat: - Eat me about the master! Well, how to refuse similar temptation? Especially in you there is no fat! You young and full of strength. And each dish is absolutely unique both on aroma, and to taste. This perfect and fantastic - at the same time. Soon however, Poroshenko felt full saturation, and with pleasure accepted the invitation, to go sightseeing in the megalopolis. After several saturated and fascinating bends on the garden city, Poroshenko noticed that his growth of a giant, began to decrease and the president of Ukraine whimsically began to yelclass="underline" - No! So will not go! I do not want to be a child! Stop my shrinking! As they it loved anions, chorus rang out: - Desire of the guest law! And almost instantly transferred to the building in a form reminding four merged squirrels with big, sparkling more brightly than diamonds to crests. There also fundamental and fantastic experiments were made. Petro Poroshenko underwent reconstruction procedure. It was put in the pool and brought microlaser beams - to put it briefly, made all that with Oleg Rybachenko. Never before the president-billionaire felt such strong. It seemed on a body ran lightnings. - Here devil I as battery. - Petro Poroshenko cried out. - Hyper plasma battery. - Melor drew a finger a circle and winked at the new companion. - An immortality symbol now you will not die a natural death, and as for wars, I the kid will acquaint you with our latest opening. Pyotr, whose growth still exceeded meter ninety, so it did not manage to pass into babyhood, became angry: - Kid? The genius anion unperturbably answered: - In comparison with me yes. You forgot how many to me years? - I sometimes, and forget the years - a sclerosis. - Poroshenko stretched the scarlet lips, his teeth became larger and reminded a tiger grin. - If you want to live fill fists. - Oh, what we are terrible. - Melor in a feigned fright, threw up the hands. Several liquid crystal robots developed extremities, translucent feelers entangled the president-billionaire. The eternal boy scientist winked at Pyotr: - Now try to tear rods. Poroshenko desperately tried to move. Robots rang out and stiffened. - Well, give twitch and further. - Melor pinned up Poroshenko. - Show force - the monster. The president-billionaire extremely strained. His muscles were blown up by hillocks. He reminded the weight-lifter under very heavy freight. However cybernetic mechanisms did not move. Melor skeptical twisted to himself lips: - That you cannot cope. Means until muscular strengthening was at the highest point. Poroshenko became puzzled: What does it mean? The scientist-boy willingly explained: - The structure of your body is updated, molecules of protein connect to a type of biohyper plasma. It is visible this process, and it long is far from end. Pyotr Alekseevich was surprised: - So I am weak? Melor giggled and, accurately placing accents, blurted out: - You are stronger, than by fifteen times earlier, seventeen and a half are more faithful. However it is not enough, usually force grows in two hundred times and bones become stronger. Poroshenko who in fight with Klitschko, though felt stronger, than usually but napropuskat a heap of blows, asked: - And lag reason? The boy genius, probably this time was not too sure: - It that you are the representative of other universe. I think, we still will be able to correct and strengthen you. - I too so think. The president-billionaire looked round. The room was extensive, chandeliers and antennas from above turned. The girl in a lilac dress flew over the arches, in her hands similarity of a magic wand flashed. And from a magic artifact ran hardly noticeable blue waves in air. Poroshenko was surprised: - And it who? Melor chilly answered: - Vinigera, and in hands at her a megaspatial tranklyuktator - the device changing properties of space and matter. At Poroshenko the researcher's animal wakened: - It it is interestingly possible to test it. - Frisiki release him. - Melor gave a sign. Robots shuddered, terrible extremities disappeared. - Here so check unknown earlier on durability is finished. It is necessary to look at something and to correct in the calculations. Poroshenko discontentedly muttered: - Certainly, it to you not to win easily. Melor as the true genius did not despond. - Nothing terrible, if that the power suit will help. And I will tell you, do not despond the newcomer. Give put on in a hyper suit. Poroshenko obediently dressed an impenetrable armor. Partners flew up and went to an exit. The megalopolis accepted them in greedy embraces again. The high and massive academician too was allocated against small anions and looked back at him, looking as at a wonder. The similar attention was very unpleasant, and Pyotr Alekseevich vzbugritsya. - If they think that they I from wax or plasticine let pay money, it is necessary to pay for viewing of the grandma. The last by the way at the president-billionaire just in blood. Melor made a sign. - If you want, we can become invisible. Poroshenko blurted out: - How? The young genius prochirikat: - Press elementary the button fifth on the right. . HEAD? 7 Obama was taken clever thoughts and expressions. Then it is already possible to direct numerous army of Bonaparte safely. The very first days everything went like clockwork. Well trained and numerous French troops, won effortlessly against Turks. Local population met Napoleonic regiments with triumph. In Romania already beaten Russians Ottomans had no significant forces, and Romanians welcomed Bonaparte. French went marches, and came across only small groups of Turks who were surely captivated and dispersed. Only having passed Danube Napoleon-Obama, at last, faced the first serious resistance. The Turkish fortress in Plevna managed to be prepared for attack reflection. In it the twenty-thousand case of Abdullah pasha receded. But Bonaparte-Barack did not begin to spend time for storm, and having left small cover continued the prompt movement to mountain passes. The former, American president quite logically judged that at him and so too big army which cannot be stopped. And it is necessary passes did not pour down to cross rains yet and to break to Constantinople. And beyond Danube French met almost exclusively benevolent arrangement to themselves locals. Turks ran, were given, resisted extremely poorly... Obama even had a thought that perhaps Napoleon considered the Ottoman Empire too as an easy mark, not worthy his genius and therefore refused a campaign to Istanbul. But he is not so proud Obama and will take an easy mark to become stronger when business reaches large. Also do not dare to call the prudent politician the deathbird! Both warriors of the telekeeper caught the pasha Udey, and outraged upon him much. The women forcing the man it is their style. Both maids inhuman quicker, can also run far more promptly than the most quick racers. In several small skirmishes of the beauty showed big bloodthirstiness. Finished even those who gave up in captivity. Napoleon-Obama even found in himself courage them slightly to lecture. But in general so far French were not even warmed. Marauding, especially from foreign regiments became a big problem. Obama first tried to act by means of arrangements. Did not help! Then there were first gallows. Former liberal education quickly descended from the black U.S. President, and he relied on force and a lyutost. And it quite was repaid. Not without reason speak -