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

The hospital office seemed particularly quiet at night, with only the sound of the wind outside the window and the occasional noise in the distance.

I was sitting on the boss's chair in the office, staring in front of me with cold eyes, but my thoughts were like swirling leaves in the wind, endlessly chaotic.

A Gui and A Dao were sitting on the sofa opposite me. Sometimes they exchanged worried looks, and sometimes their eyes fell on me, as if they were waiting for my decision.

"Lao Yang, are you really going to do this?" Agui couldn't help but break the silence, his voice filled with unconcealable worry.

I sighed softly, my voice calm but with a hint of unquestionable determination: "What else? I won't rest assured until Hu Laosan's people in the park are dealt with."

A Gui seemed a little anxious: "But even if you kill Wen Dongxing, it won't solve the problem? If you kill him then, if the higher-ups ask..."

I sneered and interrupted him: "Above? Who are you talking about? Mr. He? Or other shareholders?"

"Of course Mr. He." A Gui's voice lowered.

My eyes were deep, as if through the deep fog of the night: "Then you don't have to worry about this. Mr. He is unlikely to cause trouble for me because of Wen Dongxing."

"Why?" A trace of curiosity flashed in Agui's eyes.

I smiled slightly and said in a deep voice: "Why do you think it is? Did Xu Jiang give you trouble about Xue Bing's matter?"

He shook his head.

"Then you still ask?" There was a hint of sarcasm in my words.

A Gui's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he had caught something: "You mean... before you took over Area C of the Marketing Department, and the recent news, it was all Mr. He..."

I nodded before he could finish, confirming his suspicion.

Seeing this, Agui suddenly realized what he was doing. He patted his thigh excitedly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

I chuckled and said, "You didn't even ask me."

"You guys, you hide it too deeply!" Agui's tone was mixed with exclamation and helplessness.

As for my secret agreement with He Hong, I did not disclose it to too many people.

Only a few people including A Dao and Wang Meng knew about it.

A Gui used to be Xue Bing's man, so naturally I wouldn't reveal too much to him easily.

Now that Xue Bing is no longer here, it is reasonable for Agui, as the new head of the security department, to know some inside information.

"Since it's Mr. He's intention, isn't it easy? I'll take people over tomorrow to control the guy named Wen, and drag him back to the mass grave for burial." A Guihao said angrily.

I shook my head and said in a calm and firm voice: "We can't let others find excuses for what we do."

"Then what are you going to do?" A trace of curiosity flashed in Agui's eyes.

I just said calmly: "Just prepare the people and wait for my call tomorrow."

Agui seemed to want to ask more questions, but in the end he didn't speak. He just nodded to express his understanding: "Okay, I will arrange the people tomorrow. As long as you notify me, I will take them there immediately."

"Yeah." I answered.

After Ah Gui left, Ah Dao couldn't help but ask: "Is this guy reliable?"

"At least for now, it's reliable." I replied calmly, "As for the future... we'll talk about it then."

"You said that guy Hu Laosan doesn't come back to the park. What is he thinking about?" Ah Dao asked again.

"Who knows? It doesn't matter if he doesn't come back, I'll clean up his people first." My tone was calm, but there was a hint of determination in my eyes.

After saying that, I asked Ah Dao to call Flea over and arrange tomorrow's plan with him in detail.

After hearing this, Flea looked excited and promised again and again: "Brother Yang, don't worry! I will definitely do it beautifully!"

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Before I came here, I was addicted to online gambling. I would feel itchy if I didn't play twice every day.

But since I arrived at the park, I found that gambling no longer tempted me.

In other words, I have been exposed to a bigger gamble - Game of Thrones.

Here, every decision and every action is like a bet, betting between life and death, success and failure!

I am no longer the teenager who only knows how to gamble in front of the screen. Now, in this cruel world of electronic fraud, I have to be careful every step, because the stakes here are far more important than money - it is about Your own life and future!

Here, everyone is like a card, manipulated by a hand hidden behind the scenes.

And I, from an inconspicuous dog push, slowly grew to where I am now.

I know very well that every step of this is not accidental, but the result of my ruthlessness and calculation.

I no longer want to be dealt the cards that others hold, but start learning how to manipulate the game.

In the dead of night, I would reflect on every decision I made and think about my next strategy.

I know that this game is far from over, and I must be the final winner!

At noon the next day, there was a box on the eighth floor of the casino.

At this time, in the box, there were still the same people as yesterday, me, Flea, Wen Dongxing, Liu Bo, and Lin Ya.

Today's game is much bigger than yesterday, and the proposer of increasing the stakes is Liu Bo.

It seemed that he couldn't wait to win back the money he lost yesterday, or that he wanted to express himself in front of Wen Dongxing.

Before coming over, Flea was fully prepared today. He was wearing a loose suit, and the sleeves of that suit had been "specially treated" by him.

The inside was waxed, making it easier for him to change and hide the cards.

This is his best "Shuiyun Sleeve"!

I've always been interested in this trick, but I've never learned it.

It's not because I'm stupid, but this kind of Qianju requires a lot of time to practice, just like the "Earth Fist" taught to me by the Dog King, it needs to be practiced every day.

Many seemingly simple things take time to accumulate.

I once read in a book that people must persist in doing things that take time to accumulate!

In the private room, the chips on the gambling table were piled up like mountains, and every bet was filled with a strong atmosphere of gaming.

Liu Bo's eagerness and desire were clearly visible in his eyes. He seemed eager to reshape his image in front of Wen Dongxing through a big victory.

I sat at the table, tapping my fingers lightly on the table, observing everything with indifferent eyes.

I know that on such occasions, every small action and every word may be a clue for others to judge your intentions.

So I try to look both involved and out of it.

Flea, on the other hand, had a relaxed look on his face. He used his "Water Cloud Sleeve" so skillfully that even I, who already knew his methods, could hardly see any flaws.

Every operation he makes is extremely precise, hiding his true intentions without attracting undue attention from others.

In such a high-pressure environment, he was still able to maintain that relaxation, which made me admire his psychological quality and skills.

As time goes by, the gambling becomes more intense and the number of chips increases.

Liu Bo's expression gradually became anxious, and his bets became bolder and bolder, as if he wanted to reverse the situation in one fell swoop.

Flea, on the other hand, is more calm and every operation is precise, making Liu Bo's efforts in vain...