Chapter 417 (1/2)

With that, he turned his head and wanted the security guard to drink these bold students.

But when he looked back, he saw that the security guards had already dodged outside the door.

Director Qian secretly complained and wanted to scold these security guards who abandoned him, but he suddenly remembered that he had always been a dead friend, not a poor man, and that he was always in front of him when he ran away.

”Could it be that this is retribution?” director Qian only had time to flash such an idea in his mind. People were submerged by the flood of students behind him, and his department level cadres disappeared in a dark sea of people.

When all the students in the classroom ran away, the security guard who had escaped carefully surrounded him and looked at director Qian, who was covered with footprints, and looked at each other.

”Is he still alive?” a security guard poked director Qian's fat belly with his finger and asked weakly.

”Also, maybe?” another security guard looked at director Qian's dense footprints, bared his teeth, and felt faint pain all over.

After a while, director Qian got up trembling from the ground. Although his muscles were like tearing apart, he still didn't forget to take care of his department level cadre.

But at this time, his hair was piled on one side in disorder, like dried straw, which looked very withered after a catastrophe.

The security guard asked tentatively, ”Qian, director Qian, are you okay?”

Director Qian held his spectacle frame with his hand and found that his glasses had fallen off. He squatted down and puckered his ass on the ground to explore: ”where are my glasses?”