“So, the legion dog had decided to offer up his miserable life for the small, French b***h?”
“Where is El Karima?” Teuns asks.
With one quick movement, the Arab jumps out of the cushions, and reaches Teuns with long strides. He slaps the South African through the face. Teuns sees stars in front of his eyes.
“If you ever say El Karima’s name again with your dirty lips, white dog, I will tear your tongue out!” the Arabs shouts. “You are the first and the last rubbish that have insulted Her Highness, El Karima of the Dulaks.”
Teuns feels the hot blood coursing through his veins, and instinctively he moves forward.
The Arab’s eyes are burning with fire, and his body jerks. He kicks the unsuspecting Teuns in the stomach, so that he falls forward and everything goes dark before him.
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