The Great Medical Saint

"You cannot enter the premises without an entry pass."

Matthew knew about the entry pass. After settling in, bosses had to apply for an entry pass in the administration department. One of the passes cost 50 dollars. It would have the company name, department, and employee name written on it. However, he had to go to the administration department to handle this. How could he do it if he couldn't walk in?

He said patiently, "Listen here. I just got the new company, and I'm here to do the handover procedures today. I can only make the entry pass when I go to the administration department, which is where I'm headed now." The guard shook his head. "Sorry. I can't let you in without an entry pass."

What a son of a bitch! Matthew was frustrated. "How can I make the pass if I can't go in?"

The guard shook his head. "I don't care."noveldrama

Matthew was angry. This was just unnecessary trouble. He couldn't even go into his new office.

It was straight-up bullying. He instantly grew furious and roared, "What do you think you're doing? My office is in this building. How dare a security guard like you tell me that I can't go into my own office?"

The guard ignored Matthew's furious outburst. He was being paid to do as his boss ordered him. "Don't argue with me. I'm not letting you in, no matter what."

There was a resounding slap. Matthew had smacked the guard right across his face.

The guard hadn't been expecting that. He held his cheek, staring at Matthew in disbelief. "How... how dare you hit me?"

Matthew slapped him again. It was even louder this time and landed squarely on the guard's face. The latter lost his balance and toppled to the floor, passing out. The other guards finally came to their senses and surrounded Matthew.

Troy hadn't expected that Matthew would actually be the first to lash out. He ran over and yelled, "How dare you hit him? You're not walking out of here alive!" Matthew saw Troy walking over to him in a suit. "Are you the manager? I want to make my entry pass at the administration department. Why can't I go in?" Troy said coldly, "You just can't. Now that you've hit one of our guards, you're in deep shit."

When Matthew heard Troy say that he just couldn't make his entry pass, his blood boiled. He'd already paid the administration fee, but apparently that wasn't enough to

stop all this trouble.

Was this even proper administration? This was clearly just robbery!

Matthew slapped Troy across the cheek so hard that the latter saw stars. Troy held his face, taking a moment to recover. "You... How dare you hit me?" Matthew answered with yet another slap.

Troy staggered backward. When he finally came to, his anger shot through the roof. He roared at his guards, "What the fuck are you standing there for? Beat him up!"

The guards obeyed, rushing up. "How dare you hit our manager? You're asking for death!"

"You son of a bitch. You're not fit to be here."

The two guards closest to Matthew hurled insults at him while they threw their fists.

When they rushed up to him, he gave them two hard slaps. At once, they blacked out and dropped unconscious on the floor.

Just two slaps was enough for him to knock out two people. The other guards were shocked. They turned tail and ran a dozen feet or so away before turning back to look at him at a safe distance.

With none of the guards blocking him now, Matthew simply strodezin. He knew where the administration department was. He wanted to meet the mastermind behind all of this trouble.