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

"With Brother Xu's words, I feel more at ease." I smiled and handed over a cigarette.

Xu Jiang put out the cigarette butt in his hand, took the cigarette I handed over, and put it on his ear without lighting it: "From now on in the park, no matter who wants to touch you, you can come to me."

The meaning of his words is already obvious!

It seems that He Hong must have told him something about what I have to deal with Hu Laosan.

"it is good!"

Xu Jiang took out his cell phone and called someone unknown. After he answered the call, he said two words: "Come here."

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and opened the door to the room.

Soon, a tall man about [-] meters tall walked in.

"His name is Da Tu. He is an old brother who has been with me for many years. He will follow you from now on." Xu Jiang looked at me and said.

I carefully looked at the man in front of me. He was at least [-] meters tall, with a tall build and broad shoulders.

His muscles looked particularly hard under the light, like a professional boxer who had gone through rigorous training.

The skin is dark in color, and the eyes are firm but gentle.

There were some scars on his arms and he was wearing a simple white vest with slight sweat stains on his clothes. He had obviously just finished some high-intensity activity.

"Datu, this is the Yang Lei I'm talking about." Xu Jiang introduced, I stretched out my hand, and Datu held my hand with his broad and powerful hand, strong but not too hard.

"I'll ask Brother Datu for more advice in the future." I said politely.

Datu just nodded without saying a word.

Xu Jiang said: "He is mute and can't speak. If you have anything to do in the future, just ask him to do it."

I was a little surprised and couldn't help but take another look at Datu.

After Xu Jiang left, Dadu stayed in my room.

I originally wanted to talk to him, but when I thought about him being mute, I had no choice but to give up the idea.

After Ah Dao came back, he saw one more person, looking at me with confusion.

I briefly explained the situation to him, and he pulled me to the bathroom: "With your skills, do you still need someone to protect you? I think Mr. He specially sent you here to monitor you, right?"

"It doesn't matter. It's not a bad thing to have someone following you." I smiled and said, "Since the matter is almost settled, let's go back in the afternoon."

"So fast?"

"What? You don't want to leave yet?"

Ah Dao smiled and said, "We're all out now, why don't we relax first? Let's go get two in the afternoon? How about we go back tomorrow?"

I knew he wanted to go to the casino to gamble, so I said, "Can't we do it in the park? Is it necessary to do it here?"

He waved his hand and said: "You don't know how deep the water is in the casino in the park. Many tables have been tampered with. Even if there are a few tables that have not been tampered with, the chips won will be reduced by more than half when converted into money. It's just a good time. During the Chinese New Year, I will get some money and buy some things to give to Zhou Ying."

Seeing what he said, I could only nod and agree to stay one more day.

After lunch, we went to "Warner International".

When we passed by, Ah Dao didn't know who he called, and soon a horseman came out to pick us up.

The so-called die mazi is also called a gambling junket.

The origin of this name is related to the intermediary commission earned by it, commonly known as Ma Commission or Ma Liang.

The code commission is closely related to a special kind of "mud code" on the gambling table.

Mud codes, also known as dead codes, can only be used to place bets but cannot be exchanged for cash. Unlike the cash codes used by ordinary gamblers, they can be used to place bets and exchange money at face value.

Mud codes can ensure that gamblers will use all the chips they exchange for gambling. In order to attract customers and promote promotions, casinos will sell mud codes to Junket operators at a price that is 0.7% to 1.3% cheaper than the face value.

Junction operators then resell these mud codes to gamblers and earn the difference, which is the code commission.

When gamblers are brought into the gambling hall by Junket Operators, they generally do not carry much cash with them, so Junket Operators will also provide loan services. It is just that the gamblers are handed mud codes. If the gamblers borrow 500 million, which has generated at least 3 yuan in commission income for Junket Operators.

Gamblers lose mud codes in the gambling game, but win back cash codes. After a period of time, they lose all the mud codes, and the remaining cash codes can choose to continue betting or exchange them for cash to leave. .

If the gambler continues to gamble, Junket Operator will replace the cash code in the gambler's hand with the prepared mud code.

During this transaction, the gambler actually did not lose anything, but the Junket Operator earned an additional commission of 0.7% to 1.3% of the difference.

This behavior of cyclically exchanging cash codes and mud codes is called "junket code", which is where the name Junket Operator comes from.

However, the stackers in the old street not only earn commissions, but also often engage in deception and abduction.

If we want to talk about the real dice mazai, Macau has the most.

After all, this profession also emerged from Macau.

After getting the chips, we went into the casino and started playing.

Originally, I planned to relax a bit, after all, I have been too tight these past few days.

But who knew, after playing a few games I lost, and I suddenly lost interest.

Simply, I followed Ah Dao and watched him play.

It was at this time that I discovered that the horse-folding boy had been accompanying Ah Dao.

And winning or losing, he was more nervous than Ah Dao.

This makes me a little confused.

And just when I was confused, I suddenly remembered that someone had said before that "bottom dragging" could be played in the casino.

Could it be that Ah Dao is playing tricks with that stack of horses?

Thinking of this, I hesitated for a moment and walked to the pile of horses: "Brother, I have something to trouble you with."

He glanced at me and asked absently: "What's the matter?"

"How about we take a step to talk?"

He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ah Dao on the stage, and then followed me to the side: "You have something to say."

"Is my brother fighting with you?" I asked.

He frowned slightly: "He didn't tell you?"

"How much to drag?"

"Drag five!"

Hearing this answer, I couldn't help but be startled. Is this guy A Dao crazy?

The so-called "drag five" is a dark way of playing. You gamble openly with the casino on the table, and secretly gamble with the Junket Operator off the table.

Winning or losing under the table is five times that on the table. If the knife wins, it is equivalent to winning five horse-stacks under the table!

But if you lose, not only will you have to calculate the money on the table, but you will also have to give the horse-drawing boy five times the money in the audience!

No wonder this guy keeps staring at Ah Dao!

This is not just for fun, this guy A Dao wants to win!

I know that he didn't bring much money at all. It can be said that he didn't have much money at all.

I asked him before coming to the casino, and he said he brought more than [-] yuan.

But the chips taken from the stacker are more than [-]!

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and hurried back to see Ah Dao's current situation...