The madman yelled loudly and seemed to be groping for something in his hand.
A closer look revealed that the blood-stained iron pliers had been snatched away by Liu Dazhuang without leaving a trace and thrown in the corner.
"What the hell are you talking about? Ah? You can scold Wang Jin?"
The madman struggled and stretched out his palm, as if he wanted to forcefully break the director's neck.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
While Liu Dazhuang held the lunatic down tightly, he winked at Wang Jin and told him to think of a solution quickly.
"cough…"
The young man who was laughing and watching the excitement was stunned for a moment, as if he finally remembered what he was here to do.
"Brother, it's almost done."
Wang Jin reached out and patted the madman on the shoulder, and the latter stopped visibly.
"ha…"
The man was breathing heavily, as if he was very angry.
"Calm down?"
Wang Jin asked while holding back a laugh, his voice trembling.
"It's okay, as long as he stops talking nonsense."
The madman curled his lips and sat back on the sofa.
By the way, he winked at Wang Jin.
Obviously, although the situation just now came from sincerity, it was not out of control.
The middle-aged man who was also sitting on the sofa shook his body and subconsciously moved to the side.
You Kuang, who was squatting behind the sofa, ran out and hid behind Liu Dazhuang.
"Huh... Director, I heard you were looking for me."
Wang Jin grinned, looked at the Mediterranean director sitting behind the desk, and glanced at the golden sign that had been knocked away.
Li Deshun.
"Ah, ah, right."
Li Deshun was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.
This was really the first time he saw this kind of guardian.
When ordinary parents are found in front of them, they will plead humbly, and some will even stuff something into their mouths.
This will satisfy his vanity to a considerable extent.
Even if you don't give anything as a gift, just say a few nice words.
After all, Li Deshun could only say a few words of praise.
But how can anyone directly want to kill himself?
He, Li Deshun, is the teaching director?
Which student doesn't tremble when he sees himself?
The most outrageous thing is that when the man said the three words "I'll kill you", his eyes clearly looked wrong.
Although Li Deshun has never seen it, he can guess what it means.
murderous look.
The man in front of me really wanted to kill him just because he criticized Wang Jin.
If it weren't for Liu Dazhuang happening to be here, Li Deshun would probably have died.
Too damn suspenseful.
But now that the student himself is here, everything is easier to talk about.
As long as he uses his student status as a threat, let alone Wang Jin, even the mentally ill person just now has to kneel down and apologize to himself.
Once this matter is settled, I will definitely not treat myself badly.
When he thought of this, Li Deshun reached out and patted his shiny forehead, and his eyes when looking at Wang Jin returned to his usual unruly look.
"You are little..."
"Um?"
The madman's eyes widened and he seemed to stand up again.
"Ahem, classmate Wang Jin! How can you hit someone?"
Li Deshun organized the conversation for a long time, and then he finally understood what he said.
"Ah, that's a long story."
Wang Jin reached out to cover his mouth, but there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes.
He didn't expect things to develop like this.
Madman is as worry-free as ever, not to mention the insurance of Liu Dazhuang.
Coupled with Wang Jin's arrival here, the matter has actually been resolved.
Having said that, Li Deshun and the others did not know the actual situation.
Those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of losing their lives.
It just so happens that lunatics are the type who don't care about life.
After all, he came out of a mental hospital, and when he goes crazy, he plays his true self.
No one wants to be walked on the way home from get off work and be picked up by a mentally ill person.