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

Ming Xiaoping's change of attitude made me feel a little relieved.

I originally thought I had control of the situation in this competition, but the appearance of a man suddenly made me uneasy.

When the man rushed in, his expression was tense and anxious, as if he was carrying some ominous news.

He whispered into Ming Xiaoping's ear. Although his voice was small, his serious expression made me feel an unusual atmosphere.

After Ming Xiaoping heard this, he cast his unfathomable eyes on me, making me feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

He slowly picked up the napkin, his movements calm and calm, but it dropped a huge stone in my heart.

"Brother Yang, I'm afraid you need to go over and take a look at that friend of yours."

My gut told me that what was coming was going to be very tricky.

He stood up first and led us out of the restaurant, eventually arriving at a secluded courtyard.

This courtyard is in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of the rest of the park, but it also has a cold atmosphere.

The iron cages in the yard are neatly arranged, and each cage holds some haggard-looking people.

Their eyes were empty, as if they had lost hope.

The iron cage is stained with rust, and every slight sound is frightening.

Some of these imprisoned people lowered their heads and remained silent, while others looked at everyone who entered the yard with desperate eyes.

When we came to the deepest part of the yard, a bloody scene unfolded before our eyes!

Four or five people were lying on the ground, their bodies covered with blood, and it was chaos and tragedy.

The color of the blood looked particularly horrifying under the setting sun. The blood penetrated into the cold earth and gave off a pungent smell of rust.

Among those figures, I found Ah Dao!

He lay there, his body covered with gunshot wounds, and blood seeped out from the wounds, staining his clothes red.

He still held a gun tightly in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. The blood color looked particularly bright on his pale face!

Ah Dao's eyes opened slightly, and there seemed to be a faint sign of life.

It's just that his eyes looked confused and painful. I was slightly startled, but it took me a moment to react, and I rushed to check on him.

I knelt down and eagerly checked Ah Dao's injury.

When he saw me, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ah Dao's lips, a kind of calmness that looked down upon life and death.

His lips moved slightly, as if he had thousands of words to say, but his strength was so weak that he could only spit out a mouthful of blood, which looked particularly desolate in the sunset.

"Yang...Yang Lei..." Ah Dao's voice was weak and hoarse, and he seemed to be using his last strength to call me.

I held his cold hand tightly, feeling the fragility and powerlessness of his life.

I took a deep breath and tried to stabilize my emotions: "I'm here, Ah Dao, you say it, I'm listening."

"He...fucking...want to...fuck me...there's no way..."

When Ah Dao said this, his voice was weak and full of helpless ridicule, and his eyes revealed a kind of unwillingness.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Dao's eyes slowly closed, with that bitter smile still on his face.

I felt the strength in his hands gradually disappear, until finally, he lay there quietly without any breath.

The world around me seemed to have fallen into silence. I held Ah Dao's hand tightly, feeling the last remaining warmth of his life.

Complex and unspeakable emotions surged in my heart...

Sad?

Maybe, but it's more of a deep reluctance.

Angry?

Maybe, but at the moment I just feel indifferent.

Ever since I became the enemy of Hu Laosan, I have been prepared, knowing that this road is full of thorns and dangers, and life and death are unpredictable.

Even for myself, I was already prepared to die at any time.

However, when I really faced the death of people around me, the powerlessness and desolation overwhelmed me like a tide.

"This guy just seemed crazy. He grabbed a gun and rushed out. Several brothers were shot to death by him..."

Ming Xiaoping's men were chattering on the side.

I'm not surprised by Ah Dao's behavior.

Ah Dao has always been impulsive. Once his temper gets the better of him, he will do anything.

But beneath his impulsiveness, there is a clever heart that can understand many things.

However, his impulse overcame his reason.

His character almost doomed him to a tragic ending in this land of northern Myanmar.

Character determines destiny, and this is most truly reflected in A Dao.

I stared at Ah Dao's quiet face, let go of his hand, stood up and wiped the blood on my body, then lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.

The smoke looked particularly hazy in the setting sun.

I took a deep breath from the cigarette, and the smoke swirled around me, as if I could temporarily isolate myself from the indifference of this cruel world.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on Ah Dao's still body, bringing a soft golden color to this bloody and dead space, but this beauty and sadness are intertwined, adding an indescribable desolation.

Ming Xiaoping walked up to me, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, as if he wanted to say some words of comfort.

But before he finished speaking, I first showed a wry smile, and then said easily: "Mr. Ming, I really caused trouble for you this time. For those subordinates who were killed by Ah Dao, I will settle the accounts on a head-to-head basis. I will pay for the settlement expenses.”

He obviously didn't expect me to respond like this. He was slightly stunned, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

His eyes looked at me, as if he was re-evaluating me, but soon he laughed loudly: "Haha, Brother Yang, you are really open-minded! Since people can't be resurrected, how about housing expenses and the like? That’s not necessary. Let’s just get over this matter, okay?”

I nodded and replied with a relieved smile: "Mr. Ming said so, then I will listen to Mr. Ming."

He was obviously satisfied with my answer and nodded with joy: "Okay! I have arranged your room. How about you stay here for a while and help me get the project started?"

"Okay, no problem." I responded with a smile, but my heart was filled with ups and downs.

……

At about seven o'clock in the evening, Wei Jian left Crouching Tiger Villa.

Before leaving, he seemed to hesitate, as if he wanted to ask me about the project, but he swallowed his words in the end.

Ah Dao is no longer here and I have to readjust my plans.

Establishing a good relationship with Ming Xiaoping has become the most urgent thing at the moment.

I know that as long as I can successfully promote this project, when Ming Xiaoping makes a choice between me and Hu Laosan, he will definitely stand by my side without hesitation.

After all, what I can bring him is huge benefits, and what can Hu Laosan bring him?

In this place where interests come first, money is often the most powerful persuader!