The storm of electronic fraud, the day I was deceived into northern Myanmar

"Third brother, I'm going to kill you!"

Sun Dingguo's voice sounded particularly clear in the basement.

I couldn't help but frown, and I looked at Ah Dao.

"Did it? How?" I smiled and said.

"I don't know the specifics... I only know that he asked me to pick up a few people to come to the park tonight. Those people are swordsmen he found from other places."

"Swordsman?"

Ah Dao explained: "He is the killer."

"Killer?" I pondered thoughtfully, "Then what? What will those people do after they get to the park?"

"I don't know... The third brother just asked me to pick him up and settle him down. As for the rest, he didn't say anything else."

Ah Dao raised his chin at me: "How?"

I thought for a moment, then squatted down and looked at Sun Dingguo: "Do you want to live?"

"I think!" He nodded.

"Okay! Then you do as I say. I will arrange for you to go pick them up with me in the evening. I will wait for you halfway and you will cooperate with us to kill all these swordsmen."

"Ah?!" He couldn't help but be startled.

I looked at him with a half-smile: "What? Not willing?"

"No...these people are not ordinary people. If they don't do something right, they might..."

"Just what? Are you afraid they will kill you?" I sneered.

He nodded.

"Then you're not afraid that I'll do it to you now?"

"Manager Yang... these people are all from the Philippines. They are all extremely vicious and difficult to deal with."

"Here comes the gold?" I looked at Ah Dao with some confusion.

He explained: "There are many gold diggers in the Philippines. They pan for gold on the river bank all year round, and most of them are Chinese."

I have heard about Filipino gold diggers. It is said that they use a leather pipe as thick as a pinky finger and then go down into puddles dozens of meters deep to dig for gold sand. If something goes wrong at any time, they may die.

"To put it bluntly, Jinzi is a thug on the river, but this name comes from the Ge Lao Hui." A Dao said, "You know the Ge Lao Hui, right?"

I shook my head.

"How come you don't know anything?" He asked helplessly, "The Brotherhood originated from western Sichuan and is composed of mostly ethnic minorities. It is one of the earliest organizations to hang out along the Jinsha River. They are good at gold mining, and many of them can do some kung fu."

"After all, the gold is just a group of gold-digger thugs?" I said.

"They used to be thugs, but not anymore." Ah Dao said, "As early as after the millennium, Jin Jinlai in the Philippines became a killer organization. They used money to do things. They were extremely rampant in Southeast Asia and committed many crimes. Big case.”

After listening to his explanation and looking at Sun Dingguo, I had a general understanding of this organization called "Jin Zi Lai".

"How many people are there on the other side?" I asked Sun Dingguo.

He licked his lips: "I don't know..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I kicked him in the stomach: "You'd better be more honest with me."

He was so painful that he burst into tears: "Two... two people..."

"You just need to help me deal with the person tonight, and I will let you go then."

Sun Dingguo nodded with a painful look on his face and said nothing.

……

There are only two people on the other side, I still don’t believe we can’t solve it!

Hu Laosan is really capable. He not only caused chaos in the park, but also prepared to let the killer kill me.

Unfortunately, he was not very lucky and let me take the lead.

In the evening, I asked Dadu to follow Sun Dingguo to pick up someone. I told him that if there was any movement on the road, no one else would care about him, and he would kill Sun Dingguo first.

And I said these words in front of Sun Dingguo.

This guy is just a weakling. I have no doubt that when he pointed the gun at me before, he probably didn't even have the courage to shoot.

But think about it, everyone is afraid of death. There are not many people who want to die for loyalty, but they are very few.

At ten o'clock in the evening, two kilometers outside the east gate of the park.

Along the Moai River, a gloomy darkness enveloped its banks.

Only sparse street lamps gave off dim light, like solitary lamps struggling in the night.

The river flows in the night, making a low and long sound, accompanied by the gentle hum of the night wind, as if it is narrating something.

I stood under a tree, Ah Dao and Ah Gui stood beside me, their figures looming in the dim light.

Three security guards stood scattered not far away. The guns on their bodies shone coldly in the occasional light, adding a bit of chilling air.

The air is filled with the unique moist smell of river water, mixed with the faint smell of earth and decay.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, bringing the unknown fragrance of flowers in the distance, which is in sharp contrast to the surrounding depressive atmosphere.

The surrounding silence was only the sound of insects, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Sun Dingguo's arrival.

My hand was tightly holding the Black Star pistol I carried with me, and I felt a cold touch on my fingertips.

The clouds in the sky are thick, blocking the starlight and moonlight, making the whole night appear deeper and mysterious.

From time to time, a few distant wild dog barks broke the dull silence, making people feel slightly nervous.

I kept glancing around, calculating the time in my mind.

About ten minutes later, the outline of the pickup truck looked particularly abrupt on the pontoon bridge on the other side. It drove slowly across the bridge, making a dull roar.

The night seemed to be torn open by the sound, breaking the previous tranquility.

The car lights cast two bright beams of light in the darkness, like the eyes of a nightwalker, penetrating the surrounding darkness.

When the pickup truck drove less than ten meters away from us, it slowly stopped.

I vaguely saw two figures getting out of the car, they were Sun Dingguo and Dadu.

They went to the curb and pretended to pee.

I held the Black Star pistol in my hand tighter, and the cold feeling from my fingertips became clearer at this moment.

I gently motioned to Ah Dao, Ah Gui, and the three security guards, and we silently surrounded them like ghosts in the night.

Everyone held their breath, their steps were light and cautious, careful not to make any noise.

There is a tense and depressing atmosphere in the air, as if everyone can feel the danger and uncertainty lurking around them.

I observed Sun Dingguo and Datu's every move with sharp eyes, silently calculating the distance and timing in my heart.

At this moment, Sun Dingguo seemed to feel something and turned his head to look at us.

I quickly made a gesture and fired the first shot. The bullets roared through the night sky and headed straight for the pickup truck!

At the moment I fired, Sun Dingguo ran away to the other side, and Dadu immediately chased after him.

But all my attention at the moment was on the pickup truck.

Ah Dao and the others kept pulling the triggers, and the gunfire was intense. Every bullet was like lightning in the night, piercing the silence!

The pickup truck was riddled with holes from our bullets, like an abandoned steel monster, silently and painfully enduring the attack.

Suddenly, a loud noise pierced the night sky, followed by a violent explosion, and the pickup truck's fuel tank was hit.

In an instant, the fire splashed out, and a huge heat wave swept through the surroundings, lighting up the entire night!

The flames roared like wild beasts, lighting up everyone's faces.

Everyone and I quickly retreated, avoiding the flying debris and fire.

The pickup truck was engulfed in flames and turned into a blazing fireball, making a violent crackling sound like the most ferocious artillery fire in the night.

I looked up at the night sky. The clouds illuminated by the fire seemed to be stained with blood.

"Fuck! Why did it explode?" Ah Dao got up from the ground in disgrace and looked at me, "Didn't you tell me before that the temperature of gasoline needs to be ignited?"

I ignored him and stared at the burning pickup truck for a closer look.

The fire lasted for more than half an hour before it gradually extinguished. The unpleasant burning smell filled the air. This pungent smell was mixed with the smell of gasoline, melted plastic and coke, making it almost suffocating.

The remains of the pickup truck twisted and twisted in the fire, the metal creaked, and the flames gradually died down, leaving behind a pile of smoking wreckage.

I cautiously approached the burned-out pickup truck.

Black smoke rose slowly, blending into the night.

I kicked some of the charred debris away with my feet and inspected the car.

The scene inside the car was horrifying, with charred seats, deformed metal, and two bodies severely burned by the flames...