I Was the Top Brother in Northern Myanmar for Three Years

I gave a female anchor 800,000 yuan as a gift and she called me brother. I thought it was love. It wasn't until I was deceived into a fraud park in northern Myanmar that I knew—— That "brother" is worth eight hundred thousand. And I am worth three million. The owner of the park sold me to a man named "Uncle Kun". Uncle Kun said that he could either help them write code and work sixteen hours a day, or he could harvest the organs and sell them by the pound. I chose the third path. It took me three days to hack into the park's monitoring system, a week to build an encrypted communication channel, and a month to figure out the entire park's operational network. Then I made a decision that no one expected - I didn't run away. I packaged the entire park's data and sold it to three competing fraud groups. Let them dog eat dog. Three years later, the boss of the largest electronic fraud group in northern Myanmar stood in front of me, respectfully handed me a cup of tea and called me "Brother Yu". I took the tea and smiled. "You had my legs broken back then. It's time for us to settle the score." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.