The bunny man and the serial rabbit had met each other and got inside a fully loaded gas truck. They were heading towards Harry and his family's home to murder them with a truck covered with dynamite.
They were moving at over one hundred miles per hour directed straight at the home. The two killers jumped out of their truck before they got within one hundred feet of the house.
Harry's house exploded into shards of metal, concrete, and wood. The nearby houses were destroyed as well.
The two brothers were holding each other's arm dancing in a circle. The house was nothing but a crater in the ground.
The surviving neighbors in the block was murdered by the bunny man and serial rabbit, as they tried to run for their lives.
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Once the pair was done with their fun, they stole a nearby hummer and drove back into the don's house. The killers were lead into a garage by some man servants, since the don would never allow the brothers to come into the house dirty from viscera, and various body fluids. The bunny suits were unzipped, as various weapons fell out of their suits. If the bunny man and serial rabbit hadn't been so depraved, then the situation would've been hilarious to everyone within eye shot. The sons were washed in a manual car wash that was used to kill the brothers. The two were then dried off with oversized blow drivers.
The servants then put them in fresh rabbit suits, as the two brothers hop away into the large multiple floored mansion.
They traveled up into the fifth floor and into the master bedroom. It was quite a sight that was inside the mansion.
A large man that was over eight foot tall and over six hundred pounds of burn scarred flesh. The man who was obviously the don was buck naked screwing two pregnant bitches. The killers both got a hard on, which caught the attention of the orgy participants.
The two women screamed out,"Boys, you're back!"
The Don blew his load over the two women and threw them off the bed and unto the carpeted floor. Luckily, the mothers landed unto their backs. The man paid no attention to his baby mothers condition, while walking towards the mafia assassins floppy dick and all.
The bunny man and his brother, the serial rabbit, where on their knees begging for mercy.
The don was over two feet taller and well over three hundreds pounds he had over his sons.
The don spoke,"You sick fucks always walk in on me and these two cum dumps! They are my bitches, not yours! They have my name inked into their flesh, as the sign of being my property! You are getting beat again!"
The women screaming out in horror.
The don beat his sons, like a whore that owned their pimp money.
One of the mothers grabbed the right arm of her lover.
The don spoke,"Bitch, please!"
He knocked the teeth out of her mouth, while the sons were laying on their bellies just hoping that the abuse would stop.
The other women started to give head to calm down her elder, as the toothless sister spat up blood. She knew better to not please her master. The don was erect to his sexual sadism, which he got him excited from beating man, woman, or beast. The father put his hands on his sex slaves' heads, as his own head tilted back with glee.
The don spoke with his eyes closed and droll dripping out of his mouth. The spit fell unto the crusty hair of his sister slaves.
"Did you kill the rebels?"
The two sons knocked "yes" in Morse code.
The abusive father spoke,"Well good, and now go fuck some whores to death in the dungeon!"
The bunny killers ran out of the room with glee, as a fat kid inside a candy store.
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Now it was back to the present and Harry park the van.
Johnny spoke,"What is going on? Why have we stop?"
Larry spoke,"We are home!"
Johnny spoke,"What the fuck you are talking about?"
Larry spoke,"My old lady and I made the decision to help you get your life back together. My wife is a nurse practitioner and she is damn good at it. She will help you full time recovering from your injuries. I know that you are a badass, but you are not the man the won the world championship."
Johnny was silent, since he knew that the captain was correct. His toughest hadn't faded but he wasn't half the man he once was.
The champion started to cry as he was without anything he had built over nearly his entire life. It had all been taken from h