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

Back at the Four Seasons Hotel, I sat alone in the room, looking out at the night view through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Kuala Lumpur at night looks like a sleeping giant painting, with the city lights flashing in colorful lights.

The Twin Towers in the distance look like two huge guardians, overlooking every corner of the city.

On the street, the lights of vehicles interweave into a flowing river, shuttling between high-rise buildings.

Some of these lights are bright, some are dim, but together they constitute the pulse of the city.

I lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly. My mind was filled with everything I had experienced in the park in the past two years.

I remember when I first followed Hu Laosan, I really regarded him as my noble person.

Even many times, I obeyed his orders.

But gradually, I discovered that even if I became an obedient dog, I would still face danger.

Because you never know who will become your next enemy in the complex power network of the park.

I once thought that following Hu Laosan would help me gain a foothold in the park.

But I was wrong. The rules of the park are cruel. There are no permanent allies, only permanent interests!

In the smoke, I recalled those nights in the park, those sleepless nights.

Every time I hear footsteps in the corridor, my heart beats nervously.

The fear of not knowing what will happen next has always been with me.

But now, I am no longer the dog pusher who only knows how to obey orders.

I stood in a higher position, but this position did not mean safety.

On the contrary, I have to be more cautious, because every step may be an abyss...

He Hong didn't seem to pay much attention to my meeting with Hu Laosan, nor did he call me to ask about my situation.

Early the next morning, An Qingyue called me and said that Chen Tianxiang wanted to see me and asked me to prepare in advance. She would pick me up at ten o'clock.

I was not surprised. After agreeing, I tidied myself up and put on a suit that Li Yangang bought for me.

At nine fifty, I came to the hotel lobby.

At fifty-five hours, a Maserati stopped at the door.

I walked out, and An Qingyue sat in the car and waved to me: "Get in the car."

Today, An Qingyue was dressed casually, wearing a small Saint Laurent suit on the upper body and a pair of casual pants on the lower body.

When I opened the passenger door and got in, I realized there was another person in the back seat.

When I turned around, I saw it was Li Yan.

Since she spent one night with me in the hotel that day, she has not come to see me again. Even the clothes she bought for me had to be delivered to the front desk by someone else.

She has always been a measured woman. Needless to say, she knows how to do many things.

The car quickly drove onto the road. An Qingyue picked up a colorful electronic cigarette from the center console and put it on her mouth and took a puff. Soon, there was a fruity smell in the car.

At this time, through the rearview mirror, I saw Li Yan also holding an electronic cigarette in her hand and smoking.

"Why do you all smoke this thing?" I said with a smile.

An Qingyue said with a smile: "Don't you know? E-cigarettes are popular now."

I shook my head helplessly and looked at Li Yan through the rearview mirror: "Were you also led astray by her?"

"No way." Li Yan glared at me angrily and said, "It's you who fell behind."

I smiled bitterly, took out a box of Yuxi from my pocket, lit one and started smoking.

After more than half an hour, the car drove to a mountain villa in the suburbs and stopped.

Li Yan obviously had no intention of getting out of the car, so I followed An Qingyue out of the car without asking any questions.

The gate of the villa is a carved wooden door, heavy and simple, with a pair of bronze lion head door knockers hanging on the door. The years have carved mottled marks on them.

Inside the door is a neatly trimmed bamboo forest. The bamboo leaves rustle when the wind blows.

When you walk into the villa, the first thing you see is a path paved with bluestones. Both sides of the path are covered with a variety of flowers and plants. The flowers have a light and elegant fragrance, which is refreshing and refreshing.

At the end of the path, there is a small and exquisite pavilion. The corners of the pavilion are raised and carved with patterns of flying dragons and soaring clouds, which is antique.

The buildings in the villa adopt the traditional Chinese style, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and cornices and corners. Every brick and tile reveals rich classical beauty.

Occasionally, you can see one or two staff members wearing Hanfu, shuttling between various rooms, adding a bit of antique atmosphere.

In the center, there is a large pond with lotus flowers planted in it. There are several stone tables and benches placed beside the pond, which seems to be used for people to rest and chat.

Opposite the pond is a two-story pavilion with a gorgeously decorated exterior and two large stone lions placed in front of the door.

When we arrived at the door of a box, two muscular men with dark skin blocked our way, obviously wanting to search us.

These two people look very special, a bit like Indians.

After the body search, I entered the box and found that Chen Tianxiang was not there, obviously he hadn't arrived yet.

Sitting down in the rest area, I looked at An Qingyue and asked, "Are those two at the door the bodyguards of Kabul?"

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she said with a smile: "Mr. Yang is quite well-informed."

I smiled and said, "I have read in a magazine before that Li Ka-shing's bodyguard is the Ka bodyguard."

"Korean Bodyguards" originate from India's "Kabang Soldiers" and are a private security team known for their excellent training and loyalty.

Most of them are former military personnel who have undergone rigorous physical and tactical training and are able to protect the safety of customers in various extreme environments.

Ka Bing is known for its agility, strength and fearlessness, and is favored by many high-end customers.

An Qingyue smiled and said: "Korean bodyguards are not only good at fighting and various martial arts, but are also proficient in a variety of security strategies and can effectively deal with various emergencies."

It seems that Chen Tianxiang has put a lot of thought into security. After all, for people like him, safety always comes first.

This also reflects Chen Tianxiang's financial resources from the side.

"There is another characteristic of Cameroonian bodyguards, and that is loyalty." An Qingyue added, "Their loyalty to their employers is very high, even unconditional. This is why many powerful people are willing to hire them. reason."

I nodded slightly, thinking that if I fought against these Ka bodyguards, I don't know who would win.

Soon, the door of the box was pushed open, and Chen Tianxiang walked in from the door.

Today he was wearing a Tang suit and looked a little radiant.

"Xiao Yang, we meet again."

I quickly stood up and greeted him, smiling and extending a hand: "Dr. Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time and you are young again."

He shook my hand and said with a smile: "Haha, I like what you say."

With that said, he told An Qingyue: "Xiaoyue, go and arrange the dishes."