The sports car has stalled, and the black body is also splashed with mud, and a few scratches can be vaguely seen on it.
Black cars are indeed very attractive, but black is also the easiest color to show dirt. At this time, the originally beautiful sports car was stained with mud, and its quality dropped instantly. It really echoed the saying: a phoenix landed 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 piece of Xiang.
The poor sanitation situation in India means that even if you walk on the road in the city, you will step on these things, let alone in the farmland.
"I'm going to destroy that taxi driver!" Omi took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. He wanted to call his bodyguard.
"Okay, Omi, don't be angry. After so long, that taxi must have gone far. Even if your bodyguards come over, we can't catch up." The companion comforted.
"No, I will definitely be able to find that damn guy! The only destination on this road is the airport, and that taxi must also be going to the airport, so as long as I rush to the airport, I will definitely be able to catch the taxi driver ! I'm going to break that guy's legs!" Omi lowered his head and looked at his shoes that were stained with Xiang, and said viciously: "I want that guy to kneel in front of me and lick my shoes clean!"
Bad boys from rich families can be found everywhere, especially in areas where the gap between rich and poor is large or where power is concentrated, this phenomenon becomes more serious. What's more, India also has a caste system, so Indians are born with a class concept. In many cases, this class concept is greater than their respect for 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, several planes bound for the United States had already taken off. The latest one, a flight bound for Los Angeles, had already stepped onto the runway.
Zhang Guan knew that Sharapova was on the plane, but at this moment, he could only watch the plane taxiing on the runway, slowly taking off, and gradually turning into a black spot and disappearing into the distance.
"Have a safe journey!" Zhang Guan sighed silently. At this time, his mood had calmed down a lot. He gradually calmed down and regained his thinking ability.
"She is right, she belongs to tennis, and tennis is her true love. He is different from me! Maybe I really need to give her more space and let her chase her dreams..." Zhang Guan shook his head and began to reflect. stand up.
Zhang Guan has achieved the world's top achievements in track and field, tennis, and basketball, but when he recalled it, he found that he didn't really love these sports. What he likes is just the feeling of winning the championship, the pleasure of defeating others, and the pleasure of standing at the top of the world!
"What exactly am I pursuing?" Zhang Guan asked himself, but he could not give himself an answer.
He found a seat, sat down quietly, and began to think silently, also thinking about his future path.
"Continue track and field?" Zhang Guan shook his head. In today's track and field competitions, it is difficult for him to find the same passion as before. This was something he had experienced in the previous Olympic Games. When he defeated Bolt, Varina, Ramzi, and Saladino, he could not feel the uncontrollable excitement. He felt that living a gold medal and breaking a world record was more like It's like completing a task, more like doing something that must be done.
When he looked at the cheers and excitement of other athletes after winning the gold medal, their excitement vented their emotions, they released the joy within themselves, he would also be happy for them, but more of a envious. Because I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get back this feeling.
"Continue tennis?" Zhang Guan shook his head. He had already won the Golden Slam, the highest in tennis. Even when he appeared on the court, he just wanted to refresh the number of trophies. What's more, Sharapova still has She knows how to play tennis, and Zhang Guan is worried that her presence on the tennis court will affect her.
"Want to play basketball?" Zhang Guan subconsciously rejected the idea. If he wants, he can indeed log into any professional basketball league in the world, including the NBA, at any time. If he wants to be the boss of the team, he is absolutely sure that he can convince the Los Angeles Lakers to trade him to other teams. But now he has no desire to play basketball at all.
"It seems that I am not a qualified athlete yet!" Zhang Guan sighed and walked out of the airport feeling a little disappointed.
Outside the airport, the taxi that Zhang Guan drove 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 have seen the savior. When he saw Zhang Guan, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
"As you can see, I didn't lie. I really didn't lie! That's really Zhang Guan." The taxi driver said.
At this time, Zhang Guan had already come closer. He saw that the taxi driver seemed to have been beaten, and his cheeks were swollen. In front of the taxi driver, in addition to the three burly men, there were also There stood a young man dressed fashionably, but this young man looked a little embarrassed.
"What's going on?" 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. He asked Zhang Guan: "It's really the world champion! Did you drive the car just now?"
"I drove here." Zhang Guan frowned and then asked: "Are you the traffic police? I have an international driver's license, but I just kept it in the hotel. If you want to see it, I can send someone there. Bring it to the hotel.”
When the other party asked this question, Zhang Guan's first reaction was a traffic violation, but upon closer inspection, he saw that the person on the other side was not dressed like a traffic policeman.
"Of course we are not the traffic police!" the fashionably dressed young man said: "Let me meet you, my name is Omi-Maria!"
"I don't know him, and I'm not interested in knowing him!" 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! Do you want me to remind you, black Jaguar..." Omi said fiercely.
"You are the guy who is lingering!" Zhang Guan looked at Omi even more unhappily. If Omi hadn't blocked the road with his car, he might have had the opportunity to see Sharapova again.
"The ghost is still here! How dare you say that I am still here!" The hatred in Omi's heart became more and more intense. He showed a fierce expression and continued: "You caused me to have an accident. My car is a new car that 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, 2 million US dollars, otherwise... hum!"
"What else? You still want to beat me!" Zhang Guan's face also darkened.
"Don't think that because you are the world champion, I don't dare to hit you!" Omi shook his fist and said bluffingly.
"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 laughed angrily, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Beside Omi, a bodyguard quietly came to Omi's ear.
"Boss, I'm afraid we really can't defeat him!"
"What did you say?" Omi almost fainted. He never expected that the first person to give in would be his bodyguard. Wouldn't this destroy his own ambition and increase the prestige of others!
"Boss, I don't know if you have seen the news about the gangster 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 murderer to death with his bare hands before! With these three bodyguards under his command, although they look tall and powerful, they are nothing compared to professional killers. They might be beaten to the ground by Zhang Guan after just a few encounters!
Sweat suddenly appeared on Omi's forehead. Feeling guilty, he couldn't help but take half a step back. There was also a hint of fear in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Guan.
"Why did you forget this matter! These people I brought can't beat him at all!"
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