The Hardships of a D

As time went by, with more and more people entering the hall under the guidance of staff, the frequency of opening the door decreased significantly as noon approached. Sometimes, for half an hour, no one came in at all.,Finally, it reached midday. A middle-aged man in a shirt and with a goatee slowly pushed open the doors of the auditorium and walked in, casually locking the door behind him.,Wang Lin caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and immediately retracted his fist. He rolled on the ground, then with a whirlwind kick around the pillar, used his hands to support himself and kicked upwards at someone's face with both feet.。