Song Wenbin sits in a slum in Kowloon Village.

Although it is a slum, the dwarf is the best inside, and his house has a sofa, an electrical appliance, and a water dispenser. Everything is available, but there is no network and no equipment to connect with the outside world.

Several junior brothers of the Transfer Bureau stood at the door, responsible for meeting all Song Wenbin's needs, and at the same time preventing him from leaving the range of fifty meters from everyone's sight.

Not only that, but on the periphery of his house arrest, this once scattered Kowloon Village, which was once scattered like a trace of sand, quickly organized in just a few days.

Young people from all over Seoul gathered here, circle after circle around Song Wenbin's residence, and even the outermost old men and women were always vigilant at anyone who rushed into Kowloon Village.

Some people become eyes, others become mouths, and some people become arms and thighs.

A completely invisible illusory young god has quietly descended on the land on the outskirts of Seoul, quietly dormant.

And Song Wenbin, who was in the center, couldn't help but start to feel frightened, he came to Seoul to make money by filming shows, not really to preach or do anything. Throughout, he thought he was selling placebos to comfort Seoulites in despair and pain. It's no different from those who learn sales success on the Internet, except that one target user is an anxious young person and the other is an anxious old person.

However, he underestimated Park Yantong's ambitions.

I also underestimated the suffering of Seoul people.

He never imagined that here, regardless of men, women and children, would actually regard this set of things that he himself thought was outrageous and funny.

He had a hunch that it was not a way to go on like this, and if he continued like this, if he returned to China, he was afraid that what was waiting for him would no longer be the quarantine hotel, but the cold shackles of the prison.

But at such a moment, how do you get out?

Song Wenbin sat on the ground, looking at his mobile phone with no signal, and a slight possibility came to his mind.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Wenbin suddenly turned over and over on the bed, and screamed. The little brother who had been waiting outside the door heard Song Wenbin's voice and hurriedly rushed into the house.

Song Wenbin rolled around on the bed, constantly kicking his legs and twisting, scratching his heart and liver with his hands and screaming in pain. The younger brother massaged his hands and feet beside Song Wenbin, shushing the cold and asking for warmth.

However, due to the language barrier, Song Wenbin did not communicate with them, but just cried out to himself.

Seeing this, the younger brother was so frightened that he hurried to find Park Yantong.

After receiving the information, Park Yantong rushed to Song Wenbin's room as soon as possible. Seeing Park Yan coming, Song Wenbin kicked his legs harder.

Seeing Song Wenbin's painful appearance, Pu Yantong hurriedly rushed to Song Wenbin's side and asked loudly, "Big brother!" Big brother, what's wrong with you!? ”

"Hey, hey, my stomach hurts... My stomach hurts..."Song Wenbin struggled and said: "My stomach hurts so much......"

Park Yantong looked at Song Wenbin, who was struggling frantically, his face turned pale, he looked at the little brothers around him at a loss, and asked sharply, "What did you give the eldest brother to eat!"

？ ”

"Mai... McDonald's..."The younger brother said cautiously.

Pu Yantong glanced at the box of the family bucket on the table, and was furious, and immediately raised his hand and wanted to hit someone again: "Xiba! Didn't you try it yourself!? ”

But Song Wenbin grabbed him and said, "Don't!" Don't be angry with them! No... Not poisoning...... I ..... I seem to ..... like appendicitis is guilty of ....."

Song Wenbin said tremblingly, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Appendicitis committed!?" Park Yantong was shocked.

"Yes..... it's the appendix that commits ....." Song Wenbin gasped and said, "Go ..... and send me to the hospital quickly...... I can't hurt anymore......"

Although he was under house arrest, Song Wenbin was still the absolute core of the transfer bureau, seeing that he was in pain like this, Park Yantong and his gang did not dare to slack off at all, and quickly sent Song Wenbin to a general hospital in Seoul.

After being sent to the hospital, Park Yantong helped Song Wenbin to register, and accompanied Song Wenbin to see a doctor.

Song Wenbin didn't know where the appendix was, so he pointed to a random place on his stomach and insisted that he had appendicitis.

The doctor didn't dare to treat indiscriminately, so he offered to ask Song Wenbin to do a CT scan.

When he came to the door of the CT examination room, Park Yantong, who had been accompanying Song Wenbin, was stopped outside the examination room and was not allowed to enter, and he handed Song Wenbin to the nurse in the CT room with a worried face.

However, as soon as the door of the CT room was closed, the painful disguise on Song Wenbin's face immediately disappeared, and he grabbed the hand of the little nurse who did the CT for him without saying anything, and said in her ear: "WiFi, WiFi password!" ”

The little nurse was frightened by his appearance, and she didn't know that she thought that some psychiatric patient had come, so she was going to retreat.

But Song Wenbin knew that he had this opportunity, grabbed her hand and didn't let her go, and said anxiously: "wifi!" How much is the wifi password? ”

The other nurses in the hospital saw that Song Wenbin came to the CT and grabbed the nurse instead of doing color ultrasound, so they couldn't help but quickly gather to his side from behind, chattering and talking.

Song Wenbin saw that they couldn't understand Chinese, so he had to change to English: "ord!" ”

As he spoke, he opened his phone to the password entry interface and showed it to the little nurse.

Finally, the country's nine-year compulsory education played a key role, and Song Wenbin's poor English vocabulary saved him at this moment. The little nurse who was being pulled finally understood what he was expressing, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, although it was weird to be asked for the wifi password in the CT room, but it was not a big request, she helped enter the number.

Soon, Song Wenbin connected to wifi and entered the vast free world.

At the moment of freedom, Song Wenbin logged in to WeChat, he didn't want to find Huo Yu's avatar, and then sent a message.

"Huo Yu save me!

！ ”

…….

…….

"Impregnable!

”

"The Master of Kings!

”

"Go ahead!

”

"Unstoppable!

”

"Impregnable!

”

"The Master of Kings!

”

"Go ahead!

”

"Unstoppable!

”

……

In the afternoon, Huo Yu led a team of security personnel to patrol outside the industrial park as usual. The team members were walking and shouting slogans, and their fighting spirit was very high.

As he was shouting a slogan, Huo Yu's pocket suddenly shook.

took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and it was Song Wenbin who sent the message.

It's really the sun coming out of the west, and that guy is actually going to message her at the end of the challenge. Regardless of being working, Huo Yu opened WeChat and saw that Song Wenbin, who took the initiative to send her a message for the first time in his life, actually sent a message to Huo Yu to save me, and the message also had an exclamation mark.

She was stunned for a moment, then laughed and shook her head. Directly put the phone back in his pocket and shouted: "Our purpose is!"

”

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

Everyone replied to her in unison.

……

Patrols continued.

As for why Song Wenbin sent a message to himself, Huo Yu didn't want to care. More than half a month ago, she personally sent a message to ask Song Wenbin and asked him what he had been doing recently. I also asked twice in a row, but none of them got a reply from Song Wenbin.

How can she reply to Song Wenbin now?

Besides, she didn't believe there was any danger in an East Asian society like Seoul.

Now that the challenge is coming to an end, she is about to receive 3.3 million won, and if nothing else, the challenge will end with her final victory.

She could hardly imagine how Su Tina, who had no work experience, and Song Wenbin, who had no education, would defeat her, unless it was some crooked way. She felt that Song Wenbin must have thought of some kind of ghost idea, otherwise she would not have sent her such an inexplicable message.

And this is undoubtedly the last fight of that guy to jump over the wall, after all, in the previous two battles, they have not been less than each other.

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……

Time passed minute by minute in the CT room, but Huo Yu did not reply. This distress signal that was finally sent out turned out to be in the sea, and the cold sweat on Song Wenbin's head flowed, and he realized that something was not quite right.

Just above the message he sent to Huo Yu, there were two inquiries from Huo Yu shortly after the challenge began a month ago. One asked him what he was doing, and the other asked him why he didn't reply.

But at that time, he had just slept in the park unemployed, and he did not reply to Huo Yu. Now it is about to be retributed.

Finished.

Song Wenbin thought to himself, it's completely over.

With Huo Yu's character, it is estimated that he will not pay attention to him anymore.

Outside the door, Park Yantong, who had not seen Song Wenbin leave the CT room for a long time, became anxious, and he knocked on the iron door of the CT room vigorously despite the ban.

"Big brother! Big brother, how are you!? ”

Time is running out for Song Wenbin.

Hearing the knocking sound from outside the door, Song Wenbin lay down with a dead face.

Soon, the CT ended, and Song Wenbin took the photo and left the CT room with a pale face. At this moment, he was even more like a patient than before.

Park Yantong and the others saw the eldest brother holding the CT sheet with a pale face, and they were too frightened to speak.

But Song Wenbin is not pale because of the photo, he is very healthy, and he can't be healthier.

He was worried about his future, and once the doctor read the photo list, the fact that he was not sick and pretended to be sick would be immediately exposed. At that time, he will be under harsher house arrest, and it will be even more difficult to find a chance to leave.

If he can't get rid of Park Yantong, these uncontrolled guys will sooner or later ruin his hard-won career, and even ruin his life, so that he will stay in Seoul forever as a shoe coach.

At this moment, Song Wenbin's heart was dazed and frightened.

He only wished that time had stopped in this moment.

However, reality does not stop flowing because of Song Wenbin's inner activities.

Park Yantong took the photo sheet and took Song Wenbin to the consultation room quickly, wanting the doctor to diagnose the physical condition of the eldest brother.

Song Wenbin's face was pale, and he sat on the chair like an out-of-body soul, motionless. Desperately awaiting the arrival of the doctor's verdict, as long as the doctor tells the truth, the deceived Park Yantong will undoubtedly put him under stricter surveillance.

"Your appendix is a bit serious." The doctor said.

The doctor's non-standard Chinese pulled Song Wenbin's soul back from the nine clouds, and he looked at the doctor blankly.

"You see, this place is a little inflamed, and if you don't treat it, it's easy to get infected, with serious consequences." The doctor took the CT sheet and said worriedly, pointing to a nonsensical bulge.

Song Wenbin looked at him blankly.

Speechless and choked.

Park Yantong was shocked and asked, "What should I do then!" Doctor! ”

"Ahem." The doctor said slowly: "This appendix is indeed a useless organ, but inflammation and pain are indeed fatal, so our suggestion here is to have a small operation to cut the appendix, so as to prevent the inflammation from spreading, what do you say?" ”

"Woooooo

Song Wenbin hid his face and wept.

The feeling of being in a desperate situation is nothing different from this.

There is no doubt that this is a professional physician in a private hospital.

All private hospital physicians who put profit first.

However, at this moment, this damn quack doctor stood in front of Song Wenbin like Hua Tuo reincarnated.

He finally had an epiphany about the usefulness of the appendix, which was claimed to be the most useless organ in the human body, and actually stood up when he was most dangerous.

As long as he stays in the hospital long enough, there is enough wifi, enough time, to explain everything to Huo Yu, and ask the program team for help.

"Cut! Be sure to cut! ”

Song Wenbin said categorically.