C38 Gong Wan'er's Self-recording?

It was the hottest day of the year. At the entrance of the academy, ten large tattooed bald men were kneeling obediently.

Seven or eight young security guards, led by Yuan Guogang, used sticks and legs to break the electric fence at the entrance bit by bit.

"Director Qin, is that alright?" Yuan Guogang wiped the sweat off his face and carefully moved closer to Qin Feng's side