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Chapter 8, The Late Sting-headed Sister.(2/2)

A security guard stood at the front of the plane with a smile, looking at the plane with a pair of penetrating eyes, and one hand just like a security guard helping people push a cart or driving a car, so casually carrying it on the front end of the plane.

And there were 5 deep fingerprints on the plane.

This is how we came to the conclusion that this security guard slapped an aircraft weighing several tens of tons away with five fingers of one hand, to be precise.

After such a disaster, the driver said that I would never drive a Big Bird again.

I used to feel lucky when I saw car accidents on the road. Today I was in a car accident and was slapped in the face.

This life is such a fucking failure.

The above are all the driver's thoughts before he fainted.

At this time, the security guard was standing in front of the plane, pushing the plane with one hand and carefully touching the mobile phone in his hand with the other.

There was constant shouting from the other end of the phone.

How's it going? Is everything okay over there at the door?

But these security guards did not answer, or more fundamentally, they did not hear.

He kept muttering in a low voice.

If he blocks the door, how will the students enter the school?

What a hassle.

It's not because your family is rich that I wouldn't be like this. Oh, that bastard asked me to guard the door, so I'll just go to work.

Then the low muttering disappeared, and then the plane scraped against the ground, and the heavy click sound sounded.

There was also the voice of the security guard explaining the situation to the teacher on the cell phone opposite.

The teacher on the other side, who looked unhappy, grabbed a certain man and beat him hard on the ground.

The man was pinned to the ground with a nonchalant look on his face, dense pituitary sounds kept coming from his body, and the man bared his teeth.

It's almost OK. I was wrong. Is it OK?

The teacher with a melancholy look may have vented all his depression since the beginning of school here, and it took a long time before he slowly stood up.

I don’t have time to argue with you. As for my students, go to school and don’t talk to this reckless man.

The girl who was standing on the ground holding a gun was pulled up by the teacher. When she entered the school, she didn't forget to turn around and glanced at the man, her curiosity became even more serious.

The man smiled happily, thinking to himself that he had finally sent this female devil away.

But that guy is so fond of looking for trouble, why did he run away with his students today?

The man looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a sunken expression on his face, and thought carefully.

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Later, his danger instinct told him to follow his lead and leave immediately.

A flash of pride flashed on the man's face and he quickly turned around and walked back to the plane.

Don't underestimate me, as a housekeeper, I can also fly a plane.

The man came to the plane and opened the door proudly, but was stunned for the next second.
Chapter completed!
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