Chapter 8: I Have a Phobia of Intensity
Muscular men are not stupid, and there is some measurement in their hearts. But the old man of the doorman who didn't know why was unhappy: "See, he's much better than you." ”
"Uncle, people can't be good-looking, you can't judge people by their appearance. Duan Xiao took advantage of the opportunity to chat with the doorman, and winked at a beautiful woman who came over by the way.
"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you get out of here now, and don't blame me for being rude if you don't care about it. The doorman took out his baton from his waist, pointed at Duan Xiao's nose and scolded: "I've seen a lot of social gangsters like you, and I'll tell you that this is not the place for you to go wild............... Want to come here as a security guard?what?" The doorman scolded the general breathlessly, and he stopped for a minute. I have to say that although this old man looks like he is in his 50s, he is still quite angry. Duan Xiao was not angry, and quietly watched the old man perform while digging his nostrils. Wait for the doorman to finally finish. Duan Xiao patted the uncle's shoulder with the hand he had just dug his nostrils very kindly, and said leisurely: "Excuse me, uncle, I didn't hear what you said just now?
"............" was originally a little smoother after scolding, but in an instant it was like a lit explosive bag. "You...... You ......" the poor old man is like having a myocardial infarction and can't spit out a complete sentence for a long time.
"What did you say, you didn't hear it?" The muscular man got it when he saw that the doorman was being bullied.
"Don't talk, you look like, stay away from me, I have a phobia of density. Duan Xiao glanced at the acne on the muscular man's face with extreme disgust, and the good guy called one after another.
"You!" the muscular man was poked in the sore spot, he was in his 30s. However, the acne marks on his face have not gone away at all. Because of this, I haven't gotten a daughter-in-law yet: "Are you looking for a fight? The muscular man said fiercely. He still didn't believe it, he couldn't beat such a gangster with his huge muscles.
"I'm sick, why do I want to fight you. Duan Xiao rolled his eyes, he never did anything that was not beneficial.
"You, if you win against me, you will be a security guard at Ninghai University in the future, how about it?" The muscular man rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it, vowing to kill and not be humiliated. Even if it was an insult, he could allow Duan Xiao to insult his IQ, but he must not insult his looks.
"You don't mean that. Duan Xiao shook his head, what if he won the battle, what if he turned his face and didn't admit it?
"I'm in charge, if you win against him, the security guard's position will be yours. The doorman spoke breathlessly, and he couldn't wait for Duan Xiao to be slashed by the muscular man in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.
"That's done. "The goal has been achieved. Duan Xiao replied simply.
"Follow me to the guard's room. The doorman beckoned and brought Duan Xiao in. After all, this is the gate of the school, and if there is a dispute here, the impact will be too bad. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and walk around at that time.
Duan Xiao naturally wouldn't refuse, he was also the chief instructor of the wolf tooth, would he be afraid of these fists and embroidered legs? It's a joke.
As a result, as Duan Xiao expected, the poor muscular man was kicked to the ground by him three times or two. Now the doorman is gone, he can't let this kid be a security guard at Ninghai University. Otherwise, would he still have a peaceful birthday?
So with a wave of his hand, the remaining seven or eight security guards immediately surrounded him.
"Why don't you talk and don't count?" Duan Xiao stopped doing it, why didn't these people talk about trust.
"What did I say?" The security guard is also a good person, selectively amnesia, and forgets everything he said before.
Duan Xiao's thin lips lifted slightly, and he smiled ill-intentionedly. Since you don't follow the rules, then I can't blame you.
A group of security guards rushed up, dancing with a pair of fists. Helplessly, Duan Xiao seemed to be a loach, and under the siege of a large group of big men, it seemed that the messenger of panic was at ease.