Almighty Athlete Chapter 201: Hope broken (thanks to Randy lord)

The police in Mumbai were already burnt, and Zhang Guan and Sharapova appeared on the roof of the Taj Mahal Hotel and were broadcast live, which made the Mumbai police even more burnt.

Commander Duter sat in his seat and looked at the empty coffee cup for a long time without saying a word. The eyes of the whole world are now focused on the Taj Mahal Hotel. If the police's next attack still fails to make progress, India is estimated to be the laughing stock of the world.

A figure flashed in front of Dutt. He looked up and saw a staff member about to leave. He asked, "Boman, what are you doing?"

"Sir, I'm going to the bathroom." The staff member named "Boman" said.

"Go and go back quickly." Duter looked down and continued to think about the question just now.

Boman went out and came to the bathroom to check carefully that there was no one other than himself, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

"Sergeant Boman, you finally called me back. Are the two people on the rooftop of the Taj Mahal Hotel Zhang Guan and Sharapova?" said the other end of the phone.

"It's them." Boman said.

"Sure enough, it looks like your police have known for a long time. Now that they have confirmed their identities, then I will report it here. Officer Boman, thank you!" said the other side of the phone.

"Wait a minute, I still have something here, I think you will be interested." Boman said.

"What?" asked the other end of the phone.

"The surveillance video in the Taj Mahal hotel, the surveillance video of Zhang Guan and Sharapova in the hotel, I have secretly recorded it, it is absolutely the best!" Boman said.

"Crazy! Isn't that kind of video?" said at the other end of the phone, obviously he understood "Crazy" as a slap between men and women.

"It's not that kind of thing, it's a video of Zhang Guan killing the gangster!" Boman said.

"Zhang Guan still killed the gangster?" The other end of the phone was obviously quite surprised.

"And there are more than one. One of the gangsters used to be the underground boxing champion of Southeast Asia, a special wanted criminal of the International Criminal Police, and then beaten into a pig head by Zhang Guan! I guarantee this video. The world is sensational! No matter whether Zhang Guan can escape, I think the whole world wants to know what happened in the hotel." Boman's words paused, then said: "These videos, I will only sell to a media, that is Say, this will be an exclusive report. So if you want it, as soon as possible!"

"Okay, I want it." The other end of the phone said without hesitation.

"Wait, I haven't said what I want!" Boman smiled slightly, and then said: "I don't need rupees this time, I want US dollars!"

"US dollars? This is a bit of a hassle. If it is rupees, we can give you immediately, but if it is US dollars..." The other end of the phone seems a little difficult.

"After this attack, the rupee will definitely depreciate on a large scale. I can get a big meal today, maybe I won’t even be able to eat a curry meal tomorrow, so I want US dollars! This is Necessary, not bargaining." Boman said.

"Okay, US dollars are US dollars, but the video you mentioned can never be sold to others." The other end of the phone said.

"Relax, let's still follow the old rules, pay with one hand and deliver with one hand!" Boman said with a smile.

......

Taj Mahal Hotel, rooftop roof.

"There is a helicopter!" Zhang Guan saw the helicopter in the sky and immediately waved at the other party.

"Look, look, Zhang Guan beckoned to us again, he is calling for help like us! Hurry up and land, let's go to save him!" said the reporter on the helicopter.

"Are you crazy? The explosion just happened next to it, maybe there are bombs there, and there are gangsters, they have guns, we will be hit as a sieve when we land!" The driver said.

"Of course I know it is dangerous. But if I can save Zhang Guan, I can give him a live interview, we will get first-hand information, and we will know what he experienced in the hotel. What happened! We will become the best journalist in India, and we will win the Pulitzer Prize!" The reporter said eagerly.

This reporter didn’t want to save Zhang Guan out of a sense of humanitarianism and justice, he was to get the first-hand news materials, and then become famous and embark on the peak of life. From this point of view, he may be a very professional journalist.

However, the driver shook his head: "That's'you', not'us'! I won't die for your shit! You won't go even if you let the boss fire me!" I’m a helicopter pilot. I’m not afraid of losing my job. Some in India have rich people who need a helicopter pilot!”

"It's the Pulitzer Prize!" the reporter corrected.

It was at this time that another helicopter flew by. It was the helicopter of the Indian police. They were ready to descend and rescue Zhang Guan.

The moment Zhang Guan appeared on the TV broadcast, it was equivalent to putting the Mumbai police on the fire and roasting. Zhang Guan is a celebrity after all. The Mumbai police were forced to rescue as soon as possible under pressure. Over the Ha hotel, ready to drop Zhang Guan to pick it up.

"It's a police helicopter, we are saved!" Zhang Guan let out a breath.

......

The gangster leader boarded the sixth floor and saw the group of Indian company employees who were still having a banquet.

"Where did Zhang Guan go?" the gangster grabbed one of them and asked, who happened to be the supervisor who asked for signature from Zhang Guan.

"He went to the rooftop and the one from the stairs over there was the one at the end of the corridor." The supervisor fully demonstrated the "non-violent" spirit of the Indians, but this time it was not the "non-violent" of Mahatma Gandhi Not cooperating", but "what do you ask me to recruit".

"What about the sharpshooter?" the gangster leader then asked.

"The sharpshooter? What sharpshooter?" The supervisor's face was dumbfounded.

"What about fighting masters?" the gangster asked again.

"What master of fighting?" The supervisor was confused.

"Slap!" The leader of the gangster waved his fist, and the supervisor who hit him turned to Venus.

"I have already recruited, how can I still beat me?" The director's face was wronged, he said with a sad face: "Only Zhang Guan and Sharapova, we did not see any sharpshooters and fighting masters! I don't believe you Ask them?"

The supervisor pointed to his colleagues, and those people nodded one after another, saying that the supervisor said it was true.

The leader of the gangster snorted, and he randomly ordered his men: "You ask other people if you see the sharpshooter and the fighting master. The other people follow me to the rooftop. We want to grab the world champion!"

......

The rooftop, the police helicopter slowly descended.

At the same time~IndoMTL.com~ The leader of the gangster also took people to the rooftop.

"Helicopter, it's the police, shoot me!" The leader of the gangster raised his AK47 in his hand without hesitation. A series of bullet holes appeared immediately on the opposite helicopter.

"Oops! I came after it so quickly. Hurry to hide." Zhang Guan took Sharapova and hid behind a vent.

"Boss, use this!" A gangster actually carried a rocket to propel a grenade. The gangster leader took it without hesitation and aimed at the police helicopter.

"RPG! They have RPG! Run!" The people on the helicopter shouted and quickly pulled up the joystick, and the helicopter began to ascend.

However, he was one step late. The leader of the gangster saw the plane was about to run and pulled the trigger without hesitation. A rocket flew, and the helicopter instantly turned into a fireball!

The burning fireball in front of Zhang Guan, his fist hit the ground.

The hope of their escape from the Taj Mahal Hotel is so shattered! (To be continued.) Activate new URL