He Was Deceived into Traveling to Northern Myanmar and Ended up Becoming an Undercover Agent!

In order to save my mother, I embarked on the "high-paying" road to northern Myanmar. When the blindfold was pulled off, what I saw was not an office building, but an iron cage. The buzzing of electric shock batons, the tapping of keyboards, and the faint screams in the distance - performance is used to measure human life here, and the amount of fraud determines whether you will eat or be shot tomorrow. The first time we escaped, we were surrounded in the rainforest on the border. When the gunshot rang out, warm blood splashed all over my face. "Either become them or die." I chose the third path - becoming a hunter. When I used hidden parts to assemble the only device that could communicate with the outside world in the middle of the night, and when the encrypted information was finally sent across the border to my childhood friend in China - my childhood friend who has become an anti-fraud policeman, the hunting inside and outside began. From the northern Myanmar campus to the African desert, from the victims who were forced to sink to the hunters who took the initiative, this time, I want all the eyes hiding in the dark to know: When the prey learns the hunter's rules, hell, it's time to change its master.