The engine of the sports car had stalled, and the black body was also splashed with mud, and a few scratches could be faintly seen on it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black car is indeed very stylish, but black is also the most dirty color, at this time the originally beautiful sports car was stained with mud, and the grade dropped instantly, which really responded to the sentence: the phoenix that landed is not as good as a chicken.

Omi opens the car door and gets out of the car, but then, he yells. Because he stepped on a lump of soaring.

India's poor sanitation is such that you can step on it on the roads of the cities, let alone the farmlands.

"I'm going to scrap that taxi driver!" Omi pulled out his phone and dialed a phone call to call his bodyguard.

"Alright, Omi, don't be angry. After all this time, the taxi must have gone far away, and even if your bodyguards arrived, we wouldn't be able to catch up. The companion spoke comfortingly.

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

The evil of the rich can be found everywhere, especially in all areas where the gap between the rich and the poor is large or where power is concentrated. What's more, India also has a caste system, so Indians are born with a class concept, and many times this class concept is greater than the fear of the law.

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The taxi came to the airport, and Zhang Guan quickly got out of the car and rushed into the airport.

However, on the big screen in the departure hall, several planes to the United States have already shown takeoff, the most recent is a flight to Los Angeles, which has already stepped onto the runway.

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

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

"She's right, she belongs to tennis, tennis is her love, he's different from me! Maybe I really want to give her more space to chase her dreams......" Zhang Guan shook his head, and he began to reflect.

Track and field, tennis, basketball, Zhang Guan has already achieved the world's top achievements, but when he recalls, he finds that he doesn't really seem to love these sports. All he likes is 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 after?" Zhang Guan asked himself, but he couldn't give himself an answer.

He found a chair, sat down quietly, and thought silently, also thinking about his future path.

"Do you want to continue athletics?" Zhang Guan shook his head, in the current track and field competition, it is difficult for him to find the passion of the past, which he has deeply experienced in the previous Olympic Games. When he beat Usain Bolt, when he beat Varina, when he beat Ramz, when he beat Saladino, he couldn't feel the irrepressible excitement, he felt that living for a gold medal and breaking a world record was more like completing a task, more like doing something that had to be done.

When he looks at the cheers and excitement of other athletes after winning gold, their excitement vents their emotions, they release the joy in their own internal line, he will be happy for them, but more than that, it is a kind of envy. Because I'm afraid it's hard for him to get back that feeling.

"Do you want to 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, not to mention that Sharapova can also play tennis, Zhang Guan is very worried that his appearance on the tennis court will affect her.

"Going to play basketball?" Zhang Guan subconsciously denied this idea. If he wants to, he can indeed land in any professional basketball league in the world, including the NBA, and if he wants to be the team leader, he has every confidence that he can convince the Los Angeles Lakers to trade him to another team. But he has no desire to play basketball at all.

"Looks like I'm not a qualified athlete yet!" Zhang Guan let out a long sigh and walked out of the airport with some loss.

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

"He's coming! Mr. Zhang Guan is here! The taxi driver seemed to see a savior, and when he saw Zhang Guan, he was so excited that he almost cried.

"You see, I'm not lying, I'm really not lying! That's really Zhang Guan. The taxi driver spoke.

At this time, Zhang Guan had already walked closer, and he saw that the taxi driver seemed to have been beaten up, and his cheeks were swollen, and in front of the taxi driver, in addition to the three big men, there was also a fashionably dressed young man, but this young man looked a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Guan stepped forward and subconsciously covered his nose because he smelled a foul smell.

Zhang Guan's action made the fashionably dressed young man angry, and he asked Zhang Guan, "It's really that world champion!" You drove this car just now? ”

"I drove it." Zhang Guan frowned, and then asked, "Are you traffic police?" I have an international driver's license, but I keep it in the hotel, and if you want to see it, I can send someone to the hotel to get it. ”

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

"Of course we're not traffic cops!" The fashionably dressed young man said, "Meet me, my name is Omi Maria!" ”

"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing!" Zhang Guan was not in a good mood in the first place, and he didn't want to deal with Omi at all.

"Then you should know my car! Do you want me to remind you, black Jaguar......" Omi said viciously.

"You're the ghostly one!" Zhang Guan looked at Omi even more angrily, if it wasn't for Omi's driving in the way, he might have a chance to see Sharapova again.

"The ghost is not gone! Dare to say that I am haunted! The hatred in Omi's heart became more and more intense, he showed a fierce expression, and then said: "You caused me to have an accident, my new car has just left the factory, and I have spent a lot of effort for that car!" So you're going to have to compensate me for my losses, you're going to have to compensate me at least 1 million, oh no, it's 2 million dollars, or else...... Hum! ”

"How else? You still can't beat me! Zhang Guan's face was also gloomy.

"Don't think you're a world champion, I won't dare to beat you!" Omi shook his fists and said in a bluff.

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

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

"Really? Then you can try it!" Zhang Guan laughed angrily, and there was a natural hint of murder in his eyes.

Beside Omi, a bodyguard quietly leaned into Omi's ear.

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

"What did you say?" Omi almost fainted, he never expected that the first to admit would be his bodyguard, wouldn't this be to destroy his own ambition and increase the prestige of others!

"Boss, I don't know if you've ever seen a news story about the ...... of the bandit Zhang Guan killed in the Taj Mahal Hotel," the bodyguard kindly reminded.

After being reminded by the bodyguard, Omi immediately remembered that Zhang Guan had beaten a murderous king to death with his bare hands before! With the three bodyguards under his command, although he seems to be tall and big, compared to professional killers, he has become a showman, and maybe a few photos will be beaten down by Zhang Guan!

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared from Omi's forehead, and he couldn't help but take half a step back, and his eyes when he looked at Zhang Guan also revealed a trace of fear.

"How did you forget about it! These people I brought with me can't beat him at all! (To be continued.) )