Abu's psychological defense line

When I quickly logged into my social account, that Korean tycoon messaged me again.

"Baby, baby," he kept saying smoothly. It almost made me throw up. But for the sake of money, I had to swallow my disgust and keep luring him into sending me more money.

The female streamers, under the direction of their supervisors, had already sent numerous personal photos and videos of themselves to my computer. I just needed to randomly pick one or two to tease him with.

Of course, it's not practical to make him transfer money every day, nor is it a long-term plan. So the next step is to slowly entice him into online gambling.

Bayi's scheme to scam the wealthy woman was almost ready to wrap up. Within a day or two, we should have a big haul, hopefully no less than 500,000 RMB.

After finishing our scam tasks, we logged off the computers and prepared to leave the office.

"Little bottle…" Sister Yu called out to me pitifully.

Her workstation was right next to mine, just a 50-centimeter aisle between us.

I turned my head and saw her flirtatious expression, which made me want to punch something. Does she have a screw loose? In these dire times, she's still trying to seduce me.

Her eyes were seductive as she bit her lip and said, "Trust me just once, okay?"

I frowned and left the office without a word.

"Brother, what's she trying to pull?" Bayi, unaware of our history, was very curious.

"It's a long story. That woman is full of schemes. I bet she wants something from me and is trying to make a deal."

I put my arm around Bayi's shoulder and joked, "If she tried to seduce you, would you fall for it?"

"No way!" Bayi answered firmly. Then, looking serious, he said, "But if you seduce me, I might."

I kicked him playfully, "Get lost! My sexual orientation is normal!"

"Ha! Maybe Wrench can straighten you out!" Bayi teased, making a silly face before running downstairs.

That brat, he's just as mischievous as my little brother…

As I went downstairs, I ran into one of Liu Eleven's cronies.

"Brother Bu, what brings you here?"

I greeted him warmly and offered him a pack of Furong Wang cigarettes from my shirt pocket.

Abu hesitated, eyeing me curiously, "Chinese friend? And now you're..."

Seeing my AK, he was surprised.

"I'm just here maintaining order for the event today with Captain Wrench, so I got a gun," I explained, smiling as I pulled out a lighter to light his cigarette.

Abu pushed my hand away, "The event is over there. Don't you know where it is?"

"Uh…" It's tough speaking Chinese with a foreigner.

"Chinese friend, I'll take you there," he said, lighting his cigarette and handing the lighter back to me.

I looked at Bayi, who was just as confused, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Please lead the way," Bayi said politely, smiling.

"No problem, let's go. If we're late, the supervisor will get mad."

Abu was straightforward, leading us to the red building.

"Brother Bu, didn't Arnold come with you?" I asked cautiously. They usually worked together.

"Don't mention him! I don't want to be his brother anymore!" Abu said angrily, taking a deep drag of his cigarette, full of resentment.

I exchanged a glance with Bayi and softly said, "Brotherly quarrels shouldn't be taken too seriously, Brother Bu."

Even though I pretended to comfort him, I was secretly hoping they'd continue to fight.

"Chinese friend, you don't know how biased the supervisor is. Last time…" Abu started to vent but quickly changed the subject, "Where's Wrench?"

"He's arranging for the park's bosses to play baccarat."

I put my arm around Abu's shoulder and whispered, "Only Arnold knew I was tricked by the supervisor last time, right?"

"You… you found out?" Abu was startled, nearly burning his mouth with his cigarette.

His reaction confirmed that Liu Eleven trusted Arnold more.

"I guessed. Don't worry, we're still good friends. Haha."

I patted his back and laughed, walking ahead.

"Wait!"

Abu caught up, looked around, and whispered, "How did you know the inside story? Arnold got drunk a few days ago and told me the supervisor rewarded him with 10,000 yuan..."

He was clearly angry, feeling that Liu Eleven didn't see him as a real ally, just a disposable pawn.

"Brother Bu, is something bothering you? Maybe I can help!" I asked, seeing the bloodshot eyes and concern in his gaze.

"You can't help me, sigh!" Abu sighed and walked on.

He didn't trust me enough to confide.

"Fine, if Brother Bu doesn't see us as friends, then we'll go on patrol." I pulled Bayi towards the casino.

"Aren't you going to the Red Building?" Abu called out, confused.

"We'll go to the Yellow Building first."

"I'm coming too. I need to find Wrench." Abu threw his cigarette away and followed.

"Brother, something's off about him," Bayi whispered.

"I know, don't say anything."

When Abu caught up, I put my arm around his neck, "Wrench is very busy today, probably doesn't even have time for lunch."

"Chinese friend, let go of my neck!" Abu protested.

"Sorry, I'm just happy to see you," I said, letting go and smiling awkwardly. Because he was shorter, my arm naturally rested on his neck.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm afraid you might break my neck." Abu explained seriously.

I must have left a strong impression when I broke that black guy's neck in the jungle.

I couldn't help but laugh, "I'm not a murderer. Don't worry, I never hurt my friends."

"You consider me a friend?"

"Of course, friends should be honest with each other."

Abu paused, then continued walking with his gun slung over his shoulder.

I knew I could break through his defenses; it was just a matter of time.

"What brings you here?" Wrench came out of the casino, gun in hand.

"Wrench, I need to talk to you!" Abu, seeing Wrench, became very excited, a stark contrast to his attitude towards me.