There are two streets on the street, on one there is a hopeless traffic jamming, and on the opposite side there is a wedding court of five Mercedes, black like coal. Well, once they go, they probably know what they are doing, although there are mints... But who could know that a trolleybus will roll out to meet them on their allocated legal lane! That merce against the trolleybus - and he has wires, he can't get around. In short, the mercenaries so slowly began to give up behind and, tighted by an unstoppable trolleybus, arrived at the crossroads.