With suspicion, Lin Zifeng slowly walked to the security room and beckoned the big guy inside who was on the phone.
He showed a bright smile.
That smile almost scared the big guy into a panic.
"What do you want!" The guy got so excited that the phone slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
"I don't want anything, just want to borrow your phone," Lin Zifeng tapped the glass door lightly twice, but the guy inside refused to open it no matter what. The earlier attempt almost snapped his fingers; pain is undoubtedly the world's greatest teacher.
Such a painful realization.
"If you don't come out, I have my ways to make you," Lin Zifeng shrugged and smiled, placing his hand on the glass. Under the big guy's glaring howl, the glass on the door started falling piece by piece to the ground.
"You..."
The guy realized he hit a brick wall, and in desperation, he shamefully shouted, "Help! A pervert! Somebody catch the pervert!"
"..."
