Fuqing Gang

Screwdriver could never understand why Yang Lianting spared him and didn't take his kidneys.

"I think you have another kind of value to him, but it's definitely not out of kindness," I said.

"Don't you know? In the park, they usually keep someone who doesn't seem valuable and don't take their organs for sale, likely because of a successful match," Chen Weiqiang suddenly revealed, surprising us all.

"So you mean... my blood type or organs match with someone?" Screwdriver suddenly realized, slapping his forehead.

"When you were sent for medical treatment, they drew your blood for tests. It must have matched with some big shot," Chen Weiqiang explained.

Hearing this, I felt a chill down my spine. When I first arrived in Myawaddy, I was framed by Lace and Ras, and the mastermind behind it is still unknown. What if my organs match with some big shot too? If they want to kill me, it would be easy.

"Our information is completely transparent. It's not strange. Only by creating the greatest value can we survive. Didn't you always want to know the details about Lulu?" Chen Weiqiang, having been in Myanmar for many years, was more experienced and knowledgeable.

I hesitated, "Lulu…"

"That woman is from Fuqing, Fujian. Her family is a prominent member of the infamous Fuqing gang. Many bosses in northern Myanmar are from Fujian, making their fortunes through fraud. Even the husband of the demon woman Wei Rong is from Fujian. He's the president of the Northern Myanmar Fujian Chamber of Commerce and a major shareholder of the Henry Group. Lulu controls the Henry Kidney Harvesting Group, training a bunch of influencers to lure Chinese people to Myanmar. People like Li Saigao and Jiayun are her employees. So finding Lulu is difficult, really difficult. We can't even see her, and she has power, money, and connections in Myanmar. She can have us killed secretly," Chen Weiqiang sighed helplessly, looking at the sky over Myawaddy.

"No matter how hard it is, I will kill her myself! Did she really take my phone and not deceive anyone?" I asked.

"I just made that up. How could she still remember me? I'm only afraid she pretended to marry me and tricked other classmates to come to northern Myanmar. That would be a real tragedy," Chen Weiqiang's worry mirrored mine exactly. If she really deceived classmates like that, she could trick many people into coming to northern Myanmar. Luckily, when I went out, I took a spare phone without any contact information from the martial arts school, only some trivial stuff. The spare phone was used for games, movies, and shopping.

I couldn't imagine what my family and Chen Weiqiang's family were feeling right now. Even if they reported to the police, what good would it do? When Bayi was tricked into coming to northern Myanmar for a summer job, he was beaten up immediately and forced to get 200,000 yuan from his parents. Then there was nothing more.

The process for new captives is almost identical. First, they go to the fraud park, get beaten on live streams to extort money from their families. If there's no money, they get sold to the next place. It's normal for a person to be sold seven or eight times, getting tortured each time. Those who can stay in the fraud park and type on the keyboard are considered "lucky". Especially girls sold to local private owners as slaves, their lives are worse than pigs and dogs, beyond words.

We might have no chance against Lulu and the Fuqing gang, backed by the demonic Wei family.

"Let's go, it's time for work," Chen Weiqiang put out his cigarette, putting his arm around my shoulder, "Ping An, don't think about anything. Do well in the competition, and I'll have a big gift for you!" 

Seeing his mysterious smile, I felt a bit sad. What kind of "big gift" could he possibly give me in KK Park? Could he blow up this hellish place? Should I say: it's "nice" to meet you here?

Since Screwdriver still had to report to Yang Lianting, he went to the adjacent park alone. Chen Weiqiang, Bayi, and I returned to Liu Shiyi's workshop. A computer there had broken down, and Weiqiang was going to repair it.

Genius is like him, even without a university degree, he had perfected his skills. Just like me, not a graduate of a formal martial arts school, but with the potential to be a master.

Moments later, as we entered the workshop, we saw Maoding Lun pushing a crying middle-aged couple inside. Couples, mothers and daughters, sisters - once they enter the park, there's no hope of leaving. To survive, the park makes their families send money, or they get brainwashed to deceive more relatives to come. If they fail to scam anyone and have no money, they become blood slaves or get dismembered for organs.

Women with brains or ugly faces might stay in the park to type on keyboards for scams. If they don't know foreign languages, they use translation software for overseas scams. If they are too stupid, they get dismembered and buried alive.

"No, no!" The woman, disheveled, clung to her husband's hand, crying for mercy. She looked around thirty-seven or thirty-eight, with long hair and delicate features, a slim figure, and a face full of tears. Strangely, her belly was huge, like a balloon. Her face didn't look like a pregnant woman's.

The man, around forty, with a crew cut, dark skin, thick eyebrows, and a medium build, had eyes full of rage. Their hands were tightly clasped together, like conjoined twins, refusing to be separated.

"Damn it, tie them up separately," Maoding Lun grabbed the woman's hair and kicked the man two meters away.

"Yes." His lackeys immediately grabbed the woman and tied her up with ropes. Seeing her bound, my heart ached. She likely had no way out. As for the man, the best outcome would be typing on keyboards with us. But with his furious expression, it seemed unlikely.

"Husband, husband…" The woman struggled to reach her husband.

"Smack!" A lackey slapped her, knocking the pregnant woman to the ground.

"Don't touch my wife!" The man roared, getting up to charge at the lackey.

"Seeking death!" Maoding Lun kicked him in the stomach, sending him crashing into a computer desk, smashing Ras's computer to the ground.