I was alone in a small hotel in a foreign country and heard someone knocking on the door. Should I open it?

Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

Ye Cheng hesitated for a long time, placed his mobile phone and passport on the ceiling compartment, then slowly walked to the door, and looked through Maoyan. He was a slightly familiar girl, as if she was the front desk of the hotel.

Ye Cheng let go of his guard and started communicating in English. In the reply he received, he could only understand the four words downstairs, water, and need to repair them. All Korean hotel practitioners should come to Shangrui to train oral language.

"Maybe the downstairs water pipe is broken?"

Ye Cheng opened the door, and the next second he felt a severe pain in his head and lost consciousness.

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Ye Cheng felt as if someone was knocking his head with a hammer, and the dark nothingness in front of him was twisting.

I don’t know how long it took, Ye Cheng opened his eyes effortlessly, and the blood seemed to solidify on his eyelashes. It seemed that a few of them had fallen out just now, and his mouth was also stuck with tape. Fortunately, there was no rhinitis.

Trying to control his divergent thinking, Ye Cheng began to observe the surrounding environment. He was still in the hotel room, but the room was in a mess.

I wanted to hold my body up, but found that my hands were tied up.

Ye Cheng turned his head and the two were sitting on the sofa and looking at him. At this time, Ye Cheng remembered why this girl looked familiar. This was not the front desk of the hotel, but the one in the studio. She could only blame the overlap rate of the girl Bangzi's appearance.

The strange male kid next to the girl came over and tore off the tape from Ye Cheng's mouth. The translation software on the mobile phone said mechanically:

"Give us the money"

Ye Cheng was glad that he had a beard this morning and looked at the more than 3 million won that was turned out from his bag and said, "This is all my money."

"Bang!"

Ye Cheng knew that there must be an extra slap on his face without looking at it.

Looking at the phone that was holding the translation software to his mouth, Ye Cheng knew that they didn't understand what he said, so he repeated it.

As a result, there was an extra slap on the other side of the face, which was symmetrical this time.

After that, I don’t know how many slaps I took, but Ye Cheng said that: “This is all my money.”

The severe pain in Ye Cheng's head made him still sober and calm: "As long as these two people didn't kill me on the spot, there was still room for everything to turn around."

The "male and female thief" also lost their last patience. The two of them talked a lot, as if they had made the final decision.

Gong Bangzi came over and put a hat on Ye Cheng and sealed Ye Cheng's mouth with tape.

Mother Bangzi cleaned the scene a little while, put the cash in his pocket, and picked up Ye Cheng's schoolbag.

The two helped Ye Cheng up and took Ye Cheng into the car from the fire passage.

Ye Cheng tried to keep himself awake throughout the whole process, but the wound on his head brought a burst of dizziness, and he finally lost consciousness in the back row.

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Perhaps because he was favored by God, Ye Cheng crawled back from the abyss of nothingness again. Before he opened his eyes, a pungent smell spread out, probably because he was thrown into the garbage dump.

Ye Cheng turned his head effortlessly and found that his hands were still tied with tape. He could only endure the severe pain and kneel down and get up. He didn't know where he was thrown. He could only see the lights of the city from afar.

After exploring in the dark for a long time, Ye Cheng finally found a pretty sharp position. Ye Cheng leaned over and grinded his hands. During this period, he didn't know how many times his hand was scratched.

With a "sting" sound, Ye Cheng liberated his hands, tore open the tape on his mouth, and a national curse resounded throughout the night sky.

"Woon!Woon!"

Two wild dogs who were awakened were also spitting fragrance.

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Ye Cheng shook his head, let the images in front of him reunite, then slowly got up and staggered towards the lights.

A wave of cold wind echoed in this dark night in October. After Ye Cheng arrived in Korea, he had nothing to eat. His injured body was extremely weak. Every step he took forward, he used all his strength. What supported Ye Cheng was the anger that was about to burn him out.

Ye Cheng didn't know how long he had walked, but the sky seemed to sink into a bottomless abyss, and the night and the journey were endless.

Every time he was about to persevere, Ye Cheng would hold the wound on his hand to wake up. The continuous pain and hunger torture made Ye Cheng's pupils condense into a small dot, like a beast that had faded his human nature.

Finally, Ye Cheng's numb expression fluctuated a little, and the dim street lights tear open the darkness in front of him.

This is a small village, and hunger and pain have almost swallowed Ye Cheng's last reason. Ye Cheng weakly patted the iron gate at the entrance of the village, and responded to him only the barking of the dog in the yard.

When he was about to give up, Ye Cheng wanted to hold the handle on the iron door and got up, and the door opened with a "click".

When Ye Cheng opened the iron door, he found that this was not a family, it should be a warehouse or something. A black back was tied to the door and was barking at Ye Cheng, the invader.

Looking around, Ye Cheng's gaze was attracted by the bucket next to Black Back. After walking for so long, his body had almost reached its limit. If he didn't drink some water, he might collapse in this yard and never wake up again. His desire for water drove Ye Cheng to Black Back step by step.

Black back was threatened and he lowered his body to press his low roar into his throat.

One person and one dog looked at each other, and Ye Cheng was getting closer and closer to the bucket, but until Ye Cheng sat next to it, his black back did not attack. Perhaps he was shocked by the bloody smell on Ye Cheng's body.

The next second, Hei's back tilted his head and looked at the human head in front of him put it into the bucket and sucked it in. Perhaps he had found a similar feeling on Ye Cheng. Hei's back put down his guard and arched the basin next to him with his mouth toward Ye Cheng.

"Ahem, thank you"

Ye Cheng did not expect that after experiencing the ugliness of human nature in a foreign country, a dog gave him kindness.

Ye Cheng stared at the reflection in the basin under the dim street lights. His face was swollen and his hair was clotted into a trap with blood. His eyes on the left were covered with blood, and his red and shiny red.

It should be attracted by the continued cry of Black Back, and the iron door of the yard was pushed open.

Soon, the shouts of an old lady attracted more people, probably because they were scared by Ye Cheng's embarrassing figure.

Most of the villages next to Korean cities are elderly people. Ye Cheng tried hard to communicate in English for a long time but still couldn't communicate. Ye Cheng, who was a little impatient, whispered, "Axi!"

I understand this sentence.

Finally, Ye Cheng wrote down three numbers 112 on the land with his hands, and the old people finally understood what Ye Cheng meant.

Several relatively young old men helped Ye Cheng into the warehouse and tried their best to gesture, probably to make Ye Cheng wait for the police to arrive.

Maybe I thought Ye Cheng was a legendary community organization. After putting down Ye Cheng, several old men kept a sufficient distance and stared at Ye Cheng cautiously.

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Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Life."
Chapter completed!