Drongo is a fictional character in Chingiz Abdullayev’s Drongo series. The character first appeared in Blue Angels. Character introduction. Drongo is a . Azerbaijani Literature Chingiz Abdullayev (born ). Otvetniy Udar, Retaliatory Blow. Back to – Literature Index Back to – Azeri Latin Index · Home | About Azeri. Abdullayev, Chingiz Ramiz og graduated from General Medicine Department of Stavropol Medical University in From up to he did his.
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Chingiz Abdullayev – Wikidata
That was my son’s cross. The cross was a Faberge.
Let’s get back to our problems. Legivre, that your style is shocking. This waiter came up to him and reminded him, rather apologetically, that they were closing. Here I have sbdullayev exclude Monsieur de Rouvroit; he is of a rather respectful age for that.
My husband liked to keep all sorts of French wine there. Who called for it? Drongo answered all of his questions conscientiously until finally Madam Polonskaya brought the newspaper with his photo. He performed more than reconstructive surgeries on arteries and over surgeries on veins.
Do you promise to do everything exactly as I tell you? The police will be here in half an hour and then – that’s it. But why the driver? The taxi driver recalled rather quickly where the Lepelliets lived via the radio, and only then did he finally find the Polonski house. Dolski, call the police.
The gates, old and covered with rust, had to be opened manually. But I had so little time. Maurice called, saying that they’re leaving. Do you see how short the chain is and also that it has a rather peculiar clasp?
And sent him out of the room. The murderer is one of those who were present in abdkllayev room. Jigunov was the last one to come down to the living room. We’ve known each other for a long time. He let her approach rather closely and only then turned his head. Tell me what I must do. Chingiz has been published more than any other Azerbaijani writer.
He only noticed her lips pressed together in stubborn resolve. You must have a difficult life. Theresa just winked, stretching out her hand. About meters away.
He thought and wrote down three surnames.
Theresa, on the contrary, was a brown-haired woman with a graceful figure who tried to emphasize her wonderfully good figure and, for that reason, wore snug pantsuits. I’m sorry for the old woman, thought Drongo, abdullayrv I can hardly help her. Where do you live? But we don’t have money for that anymore.
He has authored more than 86 works, including novels and short abcullayev, which have been published in 16 languages in 23 countries including the countries of the Former Soviet Union, France, Israel, Sweden, Norway, Turkey and Bulgaria. But at the first gas station, his car broke down.
Then the Lepelliets left: He had to get up from such a comfortable chair. Then there’s our neighbor Maurice Lepelliet and his wife Theresa. It was useless to deny it: