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

In this urgent and chaotic situation, Wei Jian's appearance made me secretly relieved.

We walked through the complicated corridors and quickly reached the guest room area along the safe passage.

During this journey, we did not communicate, and the tense atmosphere enveloped us every step of the way.

Wei Jian stopped in front of a guest room, knocked on the door, and then deftly used the room card to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, two guns were immediately pointed at us.

My heart tightened, but seeing Wei Jian's calm expression, I knew this was a precautionary measure.

As he motioned to me, I followed him into the room.

This duplex suite has luxurious interiors and spacious interiors.

The two big men with guns at the door were obviously bodyguards.

In the living room, Wei Rong was sitting on the sofa holding her cell phone, touching it with her thumb quickly, obviously trying to contact someone urgently.

Wei Jian softly called "Sister". When Wei Rong looked up and saw me, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She nodded, didn't say much to me, and then took Wei Jian into the bedroom next to her.

I stood in the hall, looking around quickly, and heard the conversation upstairs.

That familiar voice, I guessed it was Bai Yinglan calling.

I picked up a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, walked to the window, and looked out through the glass window.

The scene outside was chaotic, with large trucks carrying people in military uniforms going back and forth, and occasionally gunshots could be heard.

My mind was filled with confusion and questions. What was the purpose of those militants?

Why did they attack at this moment and at this place?

Just as I was deep in thought, Bai Yinglan's angry voice came from upstairs: "Today is my birthday! What did you do for food? Couldn't you have made preparations earlier?"

Her voice betrayed extreme dissatisfaction and anger.

I turned to look at the stairs and saw Bai Yinglan walking down with a gloomy expression.

Behind her was Bai Menina, who showed a hint of surprise when she saw me, and then gave me a gentle wink.

Soon, when Wei Rong and Wei Jian walked out of the bedroom, the atmosphere seemed a little solemn.

They walked over to the sofa and sat down expressionlessly, and started talking.

I realized that this was an internal matter within their family, so I consciously stood aside, remained silent, and listened to their conversation.

From their intermittent conversation, I gradually pieced together the background to tonight's chaotic events.

It turns out that all this originated from the conflict between the Bai family and a certain warlord in the Golden Triangle. The trigger of the matter turned out to be a conflict of interest in the drug trade.

During a tense negotiation, a member of the Bai family struck too hard, causing the other party's casualties.

This aroused strong dissatisfaction among the Golden Triangle warlords. In order to retaliate, they chose Bai Yinglan's birthday party as the target of their action.

Bai Yinglan, as the public image of the Bai family, is known as the courageous "goddess of public welfare". Her safety is of great significance to the Bai family.

If something happens to her, it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to the Bai family.

However, in this crisis, Bai Yinglan behaved extremely calmly. She didn't seem to be afraid, and even seemed a little unhappy because her birthday party was ruined.

Similarly, Wei Rong also looked very calm.

They didn't seem to be worried about the militants downstairs, but were discussing how to deal with the damage and impact on the hotel afterwards.

There was a calm leadership in her conversation, as if such scenes had long been accustomed to her.

While everyone was discussing in the room, the noise outside became louder and louder.

I could hear gunshots, shouts, and chaotic footsteps coming from downstairs.

These sounds constitute a tense and chaotic battlefield scene.

I walked to the window and carefully stuck my head out to observe.

Through the window, I saw several military trucks parked in front of the hotel, and teams of brave soldiers were quickly taking action.

They were heavily armed, moved professionally and quickly, and were obviously there to control the situation.

The Kokang Army was evacuating the people in an orderly manner while confronting the militants in the hotel.

Seeing this scene, I felt a little more relaxed.

The arrival of the Kokang Army means the situation may soon be under control.

I looked back at Bai Yinglan and Wei Rong. They seemed to have noticed the changes outside.

Bai Yinglan's brows wrinkled slightly, she was obviously thinking about something.

Wei Rong began to communicate with Wei Jian. Her voice remained calm, and she directed Wei Jian to make a series of arrangements to ensure the safety of everyone and restore normal order in the hotel as soon as possible.

After about half an hour, the tension in the room finally eased.

The ringtone of Wei Rong's cell phone broke the silence. She answered the call. After listening, she turned to Bai Yinglan and said in a relaxed tone: "Second sister, everything has been taken care of. We can leave."

Bai Yinglan nodded, with a hint of helplessness and regret on her face: "Really, it's really dumbfounding that a good birthday party has turned into this. You can look back on today's losses and Parkson will compensate you."

Wei Rong responded with a chuckle: "Second sister, do we still have to be so polite to each other? In fact, I am also responsible for what happened today. I did not do a good job in security. Fortunately, you are safe and sound. If something happened to you in Henry, I will How do you explain it to your family?"

There was a hint of remorse and concern in her tone.

Then, Wei Rong seemed to have a whim and suggested: "How about, Second Sister, tonight's show is not over yet. How about we go sing and relax? We can have a few drinks by the way."

Bai Yinglan glanced at her phone and seemed to be thinking about the time: "It's still early, so let's go relax."

Wei Rong nodded, turned to Wei Jian and said, "Go and arrange the box later. Don't make any more mistakes."

Wei Jian immediately replied: "No problem, sister!"

I stood aside and observed them silently.

Seeing their calm and calm demeanor, I felt mixed emotions in my heart.

In this land of northern Myanmar, it seems that only people like them can survive with ease.

Bai Yinglan and Wei Rong, the two eldest ladies of the warlord family, their views on life and death and the way they handle crises show that they have long been accustomed to this kind of life full of danger and intrigue.

Every response and every decision is full of courage and determination, as if the big scene has become a part of their daily life.

Compared to China, this place is really not for people.

It's a pity that many people fantasize about coming to this lawless land to hunt for gold all day long for the so-called "dream".

But they don't know that life here is far from as romantic and exciting as imagined.

In this place full of violence and darkness, every day is a brush with death.

Here, law and morality are often reduced to decoration, and strength and background are the guarantee of everything...