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sitting opposite him.
    "What do you want?"
    "Nothing"
    "Nothing?" - He raised his eyebrows.
    "What is the problem if I do not want anything?"
    He folded his arms, looked around and then his blue eyes turned toward her. Serious looked up and said. - "You're the first girl who goes out with me and come to a place like this and simply asks nothing"
    Juan Carlos spread his arms and looked mockingly.
    "My pockets thanks you for not losing"
    There was no smile, Amelia changed the subject.
    "How many women you've dated?"
    He looked up and squinted. - "Umum were so many that I lost count!"
    Amelia looked down.
    "Then I'll be the one from here onwards"
    The boy looked at her face. Blue eyes twinkled in it. - "It depends on you"
    "So I already lost you"
    She said with a shrug.
    Insistently, Juan Carlos convinced his girlfriend to drink with him orange juice. Amelia hesitated to decline and finally agreed. At the time she was taking the juice. Juan Carlos was drinking quietly with her.
    Without waiting, Amelia's eyes widened when she saw the man who tried to rape her.
    "Juan Carlos, get out of here!"
    She cried in despair. John's head rose with unexpected roar of his girlfriend. She was so good enjoying her orange juice.
    "You do not like the place?"
    "It's not that, is ..."
    She gasped. She was nervous; man caused fear, chills, nausea. This type caused her a bad feeling.
    Intelligent, Juan Carlos looked around and saw a man behind her. Amelia was the description given after the attempted rape; he knew that guy had something to do with the episode.
    "Wait a minute, I know that guy" - muttered, rising from his chair.
    "No, Juan Carlos, let it go!"
    She cried even tenser.
    "Stay here!"
    Juan Carlos ordered and walked toward the man who had his back. He was with his forearms resting against a wooden balcony.
    "Are you having fun?"
    Juan Carlos asked him standing next to the man. He also leaned on the counter, sarcastically imitating the movements of the man with the beard.
    "I'm distracting" - he muttered looking at the face of Juan Carlos.
    "Then, things will get better now"
    Juan Carlos said, looking up and he gave a punch to the face of the subject. It fell on a table next. Some people around were frightened by the noise and Amelia closed her eyes to the conflict. The man was promptly hit by Juan Carlos and punched him in the face.
    With more hate executed blows on his body, Juan Carlos gave a jump, held it in his throat and pinned his opponent against the wall of the club with all violence.
    "If you dare to approach that girl over there in the corner of the wall, I swear I'll kill you! You bastard!"
    Juan Carlos then kneed him in the stomach and hit him three times on the wall.
    "You understand?"
    "I un-ders-tood"
    The man replied cautiously. His eyes were alarmed by the courage and aggression of the child.
    Sighing, Juan Carlos turned his back on him. The man put his hand on her waist and pulled a gun. At that time Juan Carlos looked back and saw a gun pointed in his direction. Hastily Amelia took his arm and they both left the club. Full of anger, the individual fired three shots at them. However, both were running and ended in a narrow hallway next to a deserted street. Juan Carlos put his head down to stop the bloody nose. He had lost a little blood. Amelia approached him and squatted too. Her hand touched the boy's forehead.
    "Are you bleeding a lot?"
    He tried to appear strong against the coup.
    "Do not worry about me"
    I said, wiping his nose with his fist.
    Amelia looked at his face and said cautiously.
    "You're crazy! You were just facing an armed man! You could be dead right now"
    "I was lucky"
    His voice was mockingly. Still she felt a lot of hatred of his opponent.
    But Amelia shook her head.
    "Next time, you will not be so lucky"
    His blue eyes twinkled as Juan Carlos ran sideways.
    "I feel like killing that guy!"
    When Juan Carlos said this, Amelia looked up and leaned against the opposite wall that was squatting. She