All-round Athlete

Chapter 595 We Can't Beat Him

The sports car has been turned off, and the black body is also splashed with mud, and a few scratches can be vaguely seen on it.

Black cars are indeed very cool, but black is also the color that is most likely to appear dirty. At this time, the originally beautiful sports car was stained with mud, and the grade dropped instantly. It really echoes the saying: A phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken.

Omi opened the car door and got out of the car, but then, he cursed. Because he stepped on a pile of Xiang.

The poor sanitation situation in India is that you will step on this thing when you walk on the roads in the city, let alone in the farmland.

"I'm going to abolish that taxi driver!" Omi took out his mobile phone and made a call. He wanted to call his bodyguard.

"Okay, Omi, don't be angry. After so long, that taxi must have gone far away. Even if your bodyguards come over, we won't be able to catch up." The companion comforted.

"No, I'm sure I'll be able to find that damn guy! The only destination on this road is the airport, and that taxi must be going to the airport too, so as long as I rush to the airport, I'll be able to catch that taxi driver I'm going to break that guy's legs!" Omi looked down at his dirty shoes, and said viciously, "I'm going to make that guy kneel in front of me and lick my shoes clean!"

The evils of rich people can be found everywhere, especially in areas where the gap between rich and poor is large or where power is concentrated, this phenomenon is more serious. What's more, India still has a caste system, so Indians are born with a class concept. In many cases, this class concept is greater than the awe of the law.

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The taxi arrived at the airport, Zhang Guan quickly jumped out of the car and rushed into the airport.

However, on the big screen in the terminal hall, several planes bound for the United States have already taken off, and the nearest one is a flight to Los Angeles, which has already stepped onto the runway.

Zhang Guan knew that Sharapova was on the plane, but at this moment, he could only watch the plane taxi on the runway, take off slowly, and gradually turn into a black spot and disappear into the distance.

"Have a safe journey!" Zhang Guan sighed silently in his heart. At this time, his mood had calmed down a lot. He gradually calmed down and recovered his ability to think.

"She is right. She belongs to tennis. Tennis is her true love. He is different from me! Maybe I really need to give her more space to chase her dreams..." Zhang Guan shook his head, and he started reflect.

Athletics, tennis, basketball, Zhang Guan has achieved the top achievements in the world, but when he recalled, he found that he didn't seem to really love these sports. What he likes is only the feeling of winning the championship, the comfort of beating others, and the thrill of standing on the top of the world!

"What exactly am I pursuing?" Zhang Guan asked himself, but he couldn't give himself an answer.

He found a seat, sat down quietly, and began to think silently, also thinking about his future path.

"Continue to track and field?" Zhang Guan shook his head. In the current track and field competition, it is difficult for him to find the passion of the past. He has a deep understanding of this in the previous Olympic Games. When he beat Bolt, when he beat Varina, when he beat Ramz, when he beat Saladino, he couldn't feel the uncontrollable excitement. He felt that living a gold medal and breaking a world record was more like It is to complete a task, more like doing something that must be done.

When he watched the cheers and jumps of other athletes after winning the gold, their excitement vented their own emotions, and they released the joy in their insiders. He would also be happy for them, but it was more of a kind envious. Because I am afraid it will be difficult for him to get this feeling back.

"Continue tennis?" Zhang Guan shook his head. He has already won the highest easy gold slam in tennis. Even if he appears on the court, he just wants to refresh the number of trophies. Knowing how to play tennis, Zhang Guan was very worried that his appearance on the tennis court would affect her.

"Going to play basketball?" Zhang Guan subconsciously denied this idea. If he wants, he can indeed land in any professional basketball league in the world at any time, including the NBA. If he wants to be the team leader, he is absolutely sure that he can persuade the Los Angeles Lakers to trade himself to other teams. But now he has no desire to play basketball at all.

"It looks like I'm not a qualified athlete yet!" Zhang Guan sighed and walked out of the airport feeling a little disappointed.

Outside the airport, the taxi driven by Zhang Guan was still parked there, Zhang Guan subconsciously walked over, but when he got closer, he found that the taxi driver had been surrounded by three burly men.

"He's here! Mr. Zhang Guan is here!" The taxi driver seemed to see a savior. When he saw Zhang Guan, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

"You can see, I didn't lie, I really didn't lie! That's really Zhang Guan." The taxi driver said.

At this moment, Zhang Guan had already approached. He saw that the taxi driver seemed to have been beaten up, and his cheeks were swollen. In front of the taxi driver, besides the three burly men, there were There stood a young man in fashionable clothes, but this young man looked a bit embarrassed.

"What happened?" Zhang Guan stepped forward, subconsciously covering his nose, because he smelled a bad smell.

Zhang Guan's action made the fashionable young man angry. He asked Zhang Guan, "It's really that world champion! Did you drive the car just now?"

"I drove it." Zhang Guan frowned, and then asked: "Are you a traffic policeman? I have an international driver's license, but it's just kept in a hotel. If you want to see it, I can send someone to it." Bring it from the hotel."

When the other party asked this question, Zhang Guan's first reaction was a traffic violation, but when he looked carefully, he did not look like a traffic policeman.

"Of course we are not traffic police!" The stylishly dressed young man said, "Let's get to know each other, my name is Omi Maria!"

"I don't know her, and I'm not interested in meeting her!" Zhang Guan was already in a bad mood, and he didn't want to talk to Omi at all.

"Then you should know my car! Shall I remind you, black Jaguar..." Omi said viciously.

"You're that lingering guy!" Zhang Guan looked at Omi more angrily. If Omi didn't drive in the way, he might have a chance to see Sharapova again.

"I'm haunted! How dare you say that I'm haunted!" The hatred in Omi's heart became stronger, and he showed a fierce expression, and then said: "You caused me to have an accident, and my car just left the factory , I spent a lot of effort on that car! So you have to compensate me for the loss, you have to compensate me at least 1 million, oh, no, it’s 2 million dollars, otherwise...huh!"

"Otherwise, what? You still want to beat me!" Zhang Guan's face also became gloomy.

"Don't think that you are the world champion, so I dare not beat you!" Omi said bluffing, shaking his fist.

"Are you sure you can beat me?" Zhang Guan asked immediately.

"It's not 'I', but 'we'! There are three of us here." Omi looked at his three bodyguards.

"Really? Then you can try it!" Zhang Guan smiled angrily, and there was a trace of murderous look in his eyes naturally.

Beside Omi, a bodyguard quietly approached Omi's ear.

"Boss, I'm afraid we really can't beat him!"

"What did you say?" Omi almost fainted out of breath. He never expected that his bodyguard would be the first to confess. Wouldn't this destroy his own ambition and increase the prestige of others!

"Boss, I don't know if you have read a piece of news about the gangster that Zhang Guan killed in the Taj Mahal Hotel..." the bodyguard kindly reminded.

After being reminded by the bodyguard, Omi immediately remembered that Zhang Guan beat a murderer to death with his bare hands before! Just relying on the three bodyguards under him, although they looked tall and powerful, they were nothing compared to professional killers. Maybe they would be beaten down by Zhang Guan after a few encounters!

Beads of sweat burst out of Omi's forehead immediately, and he couldn't help taking half a step back with a guilty conscience, and there was a ray of fear in his eyes looking at Zhang Guan.

"Why did you forget about this! The few people I brought can't beat him at all!"

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