On a rainy night, I delivered a piece of spicy hotpot to the public security bureau, and a voice suddenly exploded in my head.
[Mandatory mission: Break into a fraud group in northern Myanmar and rescue the hostages. Accept the reward of god-level skills and refuse direct humane destruction. 10, 9, 8...]
Me: "Wait! I'm just a fucking food delivery guy!"
3, 2...
Me: "I'll do it! Accept it!"
So I went into northern Myanmar in the name of a scammer.
My skills are full, but I don't have the courage.
The scammer was testing me, my palms were sweating and my face was as steady as an old dog.
After completing the mission, three years and three years
Speedboats drive next to the smuggling ship,
Showing off acting skills among drug dealers,
Act like a boss in front of human traffickers.
The villains collectively break their defenses: Who is this person's background?
I said stop asking, I want to know too.
