All-round Athlete

Chapter 585 Pig teammate

"Dutt, what are you doing? Why aren't you attacking?" The boss's stern voice came from the phone.

"Sir, the bandits' firepower is very strong. They are not ordinary bandits, but a well-trained army! And they also have a geographical advantage. If we attack rashly, we may pay heavy casualties!" Dutt immediately opened his mouth to explain.

"Dutt, I'm watching TV too!" The boss's voice was full of irritation, as if he had just been humiliated, and then he continued: "Because I was also watching TV, so I just watched TV at the Tajma I saw everything on the roof of Ha Hotel! Zhang Guan is just an athlete, but he eliminated a small group of gangsters! The gangster he beat into a dog just now is still lying there! Is this what you call training? A well-trained army? A well-trained army will be killed by an athlete?"

"Sir, in fact, Zhang Guan..." Dutt was about to explain Zhang Guan's accurate marksmanship and good fighting skills, but was interrupted by his boss.

"Don't make excuses for me! Just now, our Foreign Office's phone is about to explode! The British Prime Minister's phone call has reached our Prime Minister's Office! Everyone's problem is, why can an athlete solve it? The gangsters, our police have nothing to do with the gangsters! Are our hundreds of policemen not as good as an athlete?" The boss paused, and then said: "Duty, if you don't deal with those gangsters sooner, we in India It will be the laughing stock of the whole world!"

Dutt put down the phone, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Sir, Zhang Guan..." The voice of a police officer under him sounded.

"What new trouble did that athlete cause me?" Dut raised his head and saw on the TV screen that Zhang Guan was throwing an old fire hose down the wall.

"He's going to use that fire hose as a rope! Quickly, notify the action team and send someone to respond!"

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Inside the Taj Mahal Hotel.

"Saruba has been killed!"

"Saruba? Didn't he go upstairs to catch the world champion? How did he get killed? Is there a policeman?" A gangster clenched his gun nervously.

"Saruba was killed by that world champion." The person before said.

"What? What happened? How do you know?"

"I watched it live on TV. Sabah was beaten like a punching bag by the world champion."

"Let's go, let's go to the rooftop! Let's meet the world champion!"

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"Martha, I'll get off first, and you follow me." Zhang Guan tugged the fire hose hard, feeling that it was strong enough, then grabbed the hose and walked down the wall. The reason why he chose to go on the next step was because he was worried that Sharapova would miss, and if he was below, even if Sharapova missed, he would be able to catch her.

The fire hose can withstand high pressure, abrasion and corrosion. Even if this hose is very worn out, it has absolutely no problem bearing the weight of two people.

On the helicopter, the camera lens was aimed at Zhang Guan all the time, but the reporter kept urging: "There are no bandits now, let's get closer and take better pictures!"

The helicopter began to approach Zhang Guan, but the wind from the propellers made Zhang Guan sway, he and Sharapova had to stop and leaned against the wall.

If it is flat ground, the wind brought by the helix angle of the helicopter will obviously not have a great impact on them, but they are hanging on the fire hose now, which is equivalent to hanging in mid-air. The airflow brought up by the plane is simply deadly.

"This damn helicopter, flying so close and creating such a strong airflow, I can't move at all!" Zhang Guan cursed inwardly, then turned back and shouted at the helicopter: "Get away! Get away from me!" Some!"

"Ha, Zhang Guan seems to be talking to us, hurry up! Get closer and take a picture of his expression! Give him a close-up of his face!" The reporter shouted excitedly.

Instead of leaving, the helicopter got closer and closer.

"Pig teammate! Pig-like teammate! It's fine if you didn't come down to save us just now, but now you come here to make trouble!" Zhang Guan became completely angry. After spending so much effort, he killed several gangsters and was about to escape. He did it, but was blocked by his own people!

"Go away!" Zhang Guan continued to shout, but the helicopter didn't respond in the slightest. Instead, the reporter happily explained to the audience.

"The wind is too strong, I can't catch it!" Sharapova's voice sounded from above, which made Zhang Guan even more anxious.

"Don't leave, right? Then don't blame me!" Zhang Guan grabbed the water hose with one hand, and took the grenade from his waist with the other hand.

Zhang Guan took a total of two grenades from Ramiro before, and only used one just now, so now there is one left.

I saw Zhang Guan bit off the seal of the grenade with his teeth, and then threw it towards the helicopter, while cursing angrily: "I won't let you go!"

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"Zhang Guan stopped, why did he stop? Did he run out of energy? Oh! He was waving at us! He was also talking! What the hell was he talking about? The helicopter was too noisy, I You can't hear it at all!" The reporter said into the microphone.

"He told us to stay away! I think the airflow generated by our propeller may have affected him!" The voice of the helicopter pilot was transmitted to the intercom in the reporter's ear.

"Of course I know that he told us to stay away! Leave him alone, it's rare to have such a good opportunity, if I get closer, I want to take a picture of Sharapova's frightened expression! This will definitely make headlines!" The reporter reopened after speaking He picked up the microphone, and continued: "Now we see that Zhang Guan seems to have taken something from his waist, and he bit it! What is it? Oh, it turned out to be a grenade! He threw it over!"

At the next sentence, the reporter suddenly screamed: "Grenade! Run! Grenade!"

Without a point of focus and hanging in the air, Zhang Guan obviously couldn't use his arm strength, so the grenade didn't hit the helicopter, but fell below the helicopter and exploded. A few fragments hit the helicopter's site, but since the explosion was relatively far away, it couldn't cause any damage, at most it was some impact sounds.

But the people on the helicopter were taken aback by this. The pilot quickly raised the joystick, and the helicopter flew up sharply. The distance from Zhang Guan was getting farther and farther away. They ascended from the side of the hotel building To the top of the roof.

However, what the people on the helicopter did not expect was that several new bandits had just boarded the roof. They were the ones who would come to meet Zhang Guan after learning that Sharuba had been killed. And they saw the helicopter at first glance.

"Look, the helicopter!"

"Kill that helicopter!"

"Da da da da da da..."

A few flashes of fire emerged from the gangster's hands, and the helicopter pilot hurriedly swung the joystick away from the building of the Taj Mahal Hotel in fright, but a series of bullet holes had already appeared on the fuselage of the helicopter.

In the passenger cabin at the back, the reporter had already collapsed in a pool of blood, was shot several times, and was about to die! The situation of the photographer was even worse than him. He was hit by a stray bullet and died on the spot.

"If I didn't get too close just now, maybe it wouldn't be like this!" The reporter's eyes were full of regret, he knew that he was too greedy, and for this, he also paid the price with his life.

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The helicopter went away, and Zhang Guan let out a sigh of relief. He didn't know that the "pig teammate" had been killed by the gangsters, but the gunshots that just rang out on the rooftop gave Zhang Guan a bad premonition, and he could guess Another bandit boarded the roof.

"Martha, hurry up, let's go down faster! The gangsters are coming again!"

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