All-round Athlete

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"Dutt, why are you still attacking?" The boss's stern voice came from the phone.

"Sir, the gangsters have very strong firepower. They are not ordinary gangsters, but a well-trained army and they also occupy the geographical advantage. If we rush to attack, we may pay terrible casualties." Dutt He immediately explained.

"Dout, I'm watching TV." The boss's voice was full of annoyance, as if he had just been humiliated, and then he continued: "Because I was watching TV, I was at Taj Mahal just now. Everything on the hotel rooftop, I saw Zhang Guan was just an athlete, but he wiped out a small group of gangsters. The gangster who was beaten into a dog by him just lay there. Is this what you call a well-trained army? Well-trained troops will be killed by an athlete"

"Sir, in fact, Zhang Guan," Duter just wanted to explain Zhang Guan's accuracy and good fighting skills, but he was interrupted by his boss.

"Don’t make excuses for me. Just now, our Ministry of Foreign Affairs calls are about to be exploded. The British Prime Minister’s calls are all made to our prime minister’s office. The question for everyone is why gangsters can be solved by an athlete, Our police have no idea that the gangsters are not as good as our hundreds of policemen." The boss's words came to a halt, and then said: "Dutt, if you don't solve those gangsters any more, we will become the world's laughing stock"

Dutt dropped the phone and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Sir, Zhang Guanhe" sounded the voice of a police officer.

"The athlete brought me new troubles again." Duter looked up and saw on the TV screen that Zhang Guan was throwing a worn fire hose down the wall.

"He wants to use that fire hose as a fast rope, notify the action team, and send someone to respond"

Inside the Taj Mahal Hotel.

"Sharuba was killed"

"Isn't he going upstairs to catch the world champion in Sharuba? Why was he killed? Is there a policeman?" A gangster gripped the gun in his hand nervously.

"Sharuba was killed by the world champion." The man said before.

"What's going on, how do you know"

"The live TV I watched. Sharuba was beaten up by the world champion as a sandbag."

"Go, let's go to the rooftop and we will meet the world champion"

"Martha, I'll get down first, you follow me." Zhang Guan pulled the fire hose hard, feeling strong enough, then grabbed the hose and walked down the wall. The reason why he chose to go next is also worried that Sharapova will miss, and if he is below, even if Sharapova misses, he will be able to catch her.

Fire hoses can withstand high pressure, wear resistance and corrosion resistance. Even if this hose is very worn, it is absolutely no problem to bear the weight of two people.

On the helicopter, the camera's lens was always aimed at Zhang Guan, but the reporter kept urging: "There are no gangsters anymore. Let's get closer and shoot more clearly."

The helicopter began to approach Zhang Guan, but the wind from the propeller caused Zhang Guan to sway, and he and Sharapova had to stop and lean against the wall.

If it is flat, the wind caused by the helix angle of the helicopter will obviously not affect them too much, but they are now hanging on the fire hose, which is equivalent to hanging in mid-air, at this time helicopter The air flow brought by the plane is almost fatal.

"This **** helicopter, flying so close, and making such a big airflow, I can't move at all" Zhang Guan whispered in his heart, then turned back and shouted at the helicopter: "Go away away from me"

"Ha, Zhang Guan seems to be talking to us, come closer, take a picture of his expression and give him a close-up face," the reporter shouted excitedly.

Instead of leaving, the helicopter was getting closer.

"Pig teammates, the pig-like teammates just didn't come down to save us, and now they came to add chaos." Zhang Guan was completely angry, and spent so much effort, killing several gangsters, and he was about to escape. Blocked by oneself

"Get out of here," Zhang Guan continued to shout, but the helicopter didn't respond at all. The reporter was gleefully explaining to the audience.

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

"Don't blame me if you don't go yet" Zhang Guan grabbed the hose with one hand and took the grenade from his waist with the other hand.

Previously Zhang Guan took a total of two grenades from Ramiro. Only one was used just now, so there is still one left.

I saw Zhang Guan bit off the grenade letter with his teeth, and then threw it at the helicopter, and at the same time, he also scolded: "I will let you not go"

"Zhang Guan stopped, why did he stop running out of energy? He is waving to us and talking. What is he talking about? The helicopter is too noisy, I can't hear you at all." The reporter said into the microphone.

"He's letting us get away from it. I think the airflow generated by our propellers may have affected him." The voice of the helicopter pilot passed into the intercom in the reporter's ear.

"Of course I know that he let us stay away from him. It's rare to have such a good opportunity. Closer, I will take a picture of Sharapova's horrified expression. This will definitely make headlines." The reporter reopened the microphone. Then he said: "We see Zhang Guan seems to have taken something from his waist now. What did he bite? It turned out to be a grenade and he threw it over."

In the next sentence, the reporter suddenly screamed: "Grenade Run Grenade"

In the absence of focus, and hanging in the air, Zhang Guan was obviously unable to exert his arm strength, so the grenade did not hit the helicopter, but fell below the helicopter before the explosion occurred. Some debris hit the helicopter's construction site, but because the explosion distance is relatively far away, it can't produce any lethality. At most, it is the sound of impact.

But the people on the helicopter were shocked by this. The pilot quickly pulled the joystick, the helicopter flew up sharply, and it was farther and farther away from Zhang Guan. They rose from the side of the hotel building To the top of the rooftop.

However, what made the people on the helicopter unexpected was that there were several new gangsters who had just climbed onto the rooftop. These were the few people who would come to the summit after learning that Sharuba had been killed. And they saw the helicopter at first glance.

"Look, helicopter"

"Get rid of the helicopter"

"Da Da Da Da Da Da Da"

Several flames emerged from the hands of the gangster. The helicopter pilot was so frightened to swing the joystick away from the building of the Taj Mahal Hotel, but a series of bullet holes had appeared on the helicopter fuselage.

In the cabin behind him, the reporter had fallen into the pool of blood. He was shot in the body and he was about to hang. The photographer was in a worse situation than him. He was hit by stray bullets and was killed on the spot.

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

The helicopter went away, making Zhang Guan take a breath. He didn't know that the "pig teammates" had been killed by the gangsters, but the gunshots just sounded on the roof, but Zhang Guan had a bad hunch that he could guess. Another gangster boarded the roof.

"Martha, hurry, we have to go down quickly. The gangsters are here again."