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.,A clean, powerful punch knocked him unconscious. Then, he turned to face the last man standing, who was the same person who had charged at Wang Lin first moments ago.。