Looking at Park Yantong, who was kneeling beside his knees and was already crying, Song Wenbin sighed helplessly. He squatted down, stroked the top of Park Yantong's head, and said, "I founded the Transfer Bureau just to repay you for taking me in that night. But I don't belong to this land after all, and now I've almost repaid the kindness, Park Yantong, people can only rely on themselves after all."

"Don't... No... Eldest brother... You can tell us to do anything." Park Yantong didn't let go, he cried almost suffocated: "I don't want to go on like this, I don't want to go back to life before, I don't want to repeat the days of waiting for death day by day, I don't want to ......

"Don't you want to just kneel!?"

Seeing that Park Yantong was still obsessed, Song Wenbin couldn't help but get angry, and roared loudly, "Is it useful to kneel!? Can you kneel to the chaebol chaebol and make your life a little happier!?"

Park Yantong was stunned, and the surrounding little brothers also stopped crying, timidly whispering, and the backbone who knew Chinese spread Song Wenbin's words around.

Seeing Song Wenbin's anger, Park Yantong hurriedly stood up and wiped his tears. After wiping, he walked over to the other backbones and kicked them up indiscriminately.

After getting up, he took a group of younger brothers, took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked, "Big brother, since this is the case, what should we do?"

Song Wenbin saw that Park Yantong had cleaned up his emotions and returned to normal so quickly, and his eyes couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation, he patted the chair and motioned for Park Yantong and the other backbones to sit down.

Soon, a group of people were seated in the small room.

Song Wenbin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to them.

They took a cigarette, took one out of it, and handed it to Song Wenbin first, and after Park Yantong helped Song Wenbin light it, they each lit a cigarette.

Song Wenbin pointed to the two photographers next to him and waved his hand. The two backbones immediately understood, stepped forward, and respectfully invited the two stunned photographers out of the room.

After only Song Wenbin and Park Yantong and the first few backbones were left in the room, Song Wenbin said: "After I leave, *** will be handed over to Park Yantong to organize, he has helped me translate so many times, and he knows my state and spirit very well, you are the next reincarnation of Jesus Living Buddha."

"No ....."

Park Yantong trembled, almost didn't kneel down again, he screamed, "No, big brother, I can't do it, this matter is too big. I'm not qualified to do that, I don't have that ability......

After listening to the translation, the other little brothers next to him just sat down but knelt down in unison, chattering non-stop.

Song Wenbin was so annoyed, he was a little more emotionally stable just now, but he knelt down again without saying a word.

Park Yantong said, "Big brother, don't talk about leaving, you can say anything else."

Song Wenbin thought that he still had a week before the challenge was over, so he raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say it, let's not say it."

Only then did the group of crying little brothers straighten up again, sit down peacefully, and listen to him.

Han Gaoen, the number three in the team, was quite calm, and he couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, the top priority is the death threat from the people of Xintiandi. What if we give up on expansion and they don't let us go? This is not China, we....we have a lot of problems, those people don't follow the rules, they....they will really sink us into the sea ..........."....

Park Yantong immediately translated in Song Wenbin's ear.

Song Wenbin was silent for a long time.

He hesitantly looked at the men beside him who looked at him with hope and trust. Suddenly, he realized that life was so clearly connected to life. These strangers who meet in the water really do something because of his thinking. But this trust made him feel a great responsibility, and he carefully considered it.

It wasn't until the cigarette was about to burn to his butt that he slowly said, "Save your strength and adapt to the situation."

…….

Late at night, after a brief meeting, Park sat alone in his room, smoking non-stop, and the cigarette butts in front of him were piled up. Song Wenbin didn't bother him when he saw him like this.

The next morning, when Song Wenbin woke up, he saw Park Yantong sitting on the edge of his bed, holding his Huawei mobile phone in his hand, stunned.

Song Wenbin sat up slightly, and asked dimly, "What are you sitting here for, why are you holding my mobile phone?"

Park Yantong looked at Song Wenbin, his eyes were bloodshot after not sleeping all night.

In the glimmer of the morning light, Park Yantong looked at Song Wenbin's face and whispered, "Big brother... I've figured it out..."

Song Wenbin looked at him inexplicably and said, "What have you figured out... Hurry up and rest..."

"It's impossible for the transfer bureau to stop," Park Yantong said softly, "Now is our upward momentum, and if this momentum stops, we will soon be replaced by other sects......

Song Wenbin was so excited that he didn't feel sleepy, he sat up straight and asked, "Park Yantong, didn't you listen to what I said before?" We're going to keep a low profile!"

"Big brother, I know that the Chinese always say that the eldest husband can bend and stretch. But this is Seoul, and there are some rules that I know better than you. But rest assured, no matter what, we will keep you safe, just as you are the absolute core of the transfer bureau no matter what." Park Yantong said softly.

After speaking, without waiting for Song Wenbin to respond, he stood up decisively and walked out of the door with Song Wenbin's mobile phone.

Song Wenbin stood up and hurried to the door, trying to hold him. However, when he walked to the door, two backbones stopped Song Wenbin, and Song Wenbin's eyes widened and he was about to get angry. However, the two backbones in front of him knelt down and knelt in front of him before he could speak.

Song Wenbin was stunned, he felt cold for a while, and the changes and development of things had exceeded his expectations. Some of the things he created by himself began to fall out of his control, and in this strange land, they were ready to move.

He no longer speaks, these backbones do not understand Chinese, even if they understand, they have said what they should say, if they don't listen, what can they do?

Song Wenbin sat on the sofa, quietly looking at the clock on the wall, and the time passed minute by minute. waited until the afternoon, Park Yantong did not come back, and he couldn't even go out.

Whatever he wanted to do, the backbone would be the first to notice that he wanted food. There was food at once, he wanted wine, he had wine at once, and he didn't even suspect that if he wanted women, these people would get him two women at once.

But he wasn't allowed to go out, as long as he walked to the door and showed that he wanted to leave. The guards at the door would immediately kneel down, neither beating nor scolding. ….

And he couldn't even get in touch with the people in the program team, the photographer was no longer allowed to enter the room to shoot, and the net in the house was cut off by Park Yantong.

The terrible silence lasted into the night.

At four o'clock in the morning, Park Yantong returned.

He dragged his tired body and several backbones with him, and left the car and entered this temporary office location.

Song Wenbin looked at him, his body was stained with blood, and a pungent smell of blood rushed straight to his head.

Seeing him like this, Song Wenbin's face turned completely cold, and he didn't want to say a word to Park Yantong anymore.

Park Yantong came to him, knelt on the ground and said, "Big brother, we will not be threatened with death in the future."

"I'm not your big brother." Song Wenbin said indifferently, "You are not my friend either, our fate is over."

Park Yantong was stunned, he looked at Song Wenbin, and he didn't know what to say for a while, just choked. Choked for a while, seeing that Song Wenbin didn't look at him, he took a deep breath and said, "Although we will not be threatened for the time being, it is no longer safe here, big brother, I think we still have to live in Kowloon Village for a while."

Song Wenbin looked at the ceiling and sneered, "I let you call the shots, you don't make the decisions, but now you are making your own decisions."

"Because then Big Brother will leave us." Park Yantong said softly.

"Do you think building a cage will lock me up?" Song Wenbin said lightly.

"I didn't want to limit you, big brother. Seoul is really different from China, it looks safe here, but it just looks safe, me

I'm scared that something will happen to you."

"Do you know what I'm most afraid of, it's you who I'm most afraid of right now." Song Wenbin said.

Park Yantong shook his head: "Big brother, you blame me. I will never hurt you, and whoever wants to hurt you must first step over my corpse."

After speaking, Park Yantong was going to support Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin dodged his hand and said lightly, "I can walk by myself, you stay away from me, I don't like the smell of blood very much."

Park Yantong was silent, he went to the toilet to rinse and change his clothes. However, when he came out again, Song Wenbin didn't give him a good face, and the former eldest brother no longer saw a warm smile, and there was only endless estrangement.

Park Yantong silently walked to the door and opened the door for Song Wenbin.

Escorted by his younger brother, he came to the door, where he heard an unfamiliar Cadillac, and he didn't know where Park Yantong got it.

Han Gaoen stood by the car door and opened the door for Song Wenbin, Song Wenbin looked up and could see that the two photographers who had been following him in the program team were separated by several backbones fifty meters away and were not allowed to approach.

Song Wenbin looked at the white seat of the Cadillac, turned to look at Park Yantong, and said, "Give me the phone."

Park Yantong gave the mobile phone to Song Wenbin, Song Wenbin took a look, and the card was taken out without accident.

"Let's go, big brother." Park Yantong said.

"Yours is the real thing." Song Wenbin said, he sat in the Cadillac and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

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