Hong Kong films: Drawing lots to determine death? I'll send the boss to the Western Paradise.

Chapter 12 "12" You cops are really something, always wanting to meet on the rooftop.

"Why did you call me here so late at night?"

Huang Bingyao met me on the rooftop, rubbing his eyes; he was clearly still half asleep.

Nan Zheng glanced at the parapet wall; it was right next to her rented room.

"You cops are really something, always wanting to meet on the rooftop."

"Protect you, huh? We see each other at home every day, haven't you ever died?" Huang Bingyao lit a cigarette and said.
"Have you found out where my gun is?"

"We didn't find any guns, but we did find a batch of goods." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette as well.

"Goods? What goods?"

"Three million worth of goods, from Tung Sing."

Upon hearing this, Huang Bingyao immediately understood what it meant: ice and powder.

I immediately perked up.

"Really? Is this for real?"

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want it or not?"

"Yes, of course I want it! A multi-million dollar order, a huge performance boost!" Huang Bingyao said with a grin, then turned his head with a puzzled look:
"But how did you get it? It's not that I doubt you, but it's so I can write a report."

"I just went out for a late-night snack and then I saw Dongxing Sanggou being stabbed half to death. I'm always kind-hearted, so I was going to help him... Suddenly Sanggou had a sudden epiphany and gave me his address, saying he wanted me to donate to charity..."

Seeing Nan Zheng speaking so seriously, Huang Bingyao waved his hand and quickly interrupted:

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense. Even a ghost wouldn't believe this, so why would you?

"You don't even believe me? Have your feelings for each other faded?" Nan Zheng asked with a playful expression.

"I held you in my arms when you were a child."

Huang Bingyao: "..."

Huang Bingyao now understood that the most likely reason for the death of the dog was that Nan Zheng had taken care of it.

He had heard about the big fuss between Hung Hing and Tung Sing these past few days.

However, this kind of thing is usually kept in the sights of the anti-gang task force.

"Alright, I want the goods. Where are they?" Huang Bingyao asked, without pursuing the matter further.

"My people are going to get it now. There's a trash can downstairs at the rental apartment. Go get it later." Nan Zheng didn't bother with any more words.

“I asked you to go find the gun, and you either said you forgot or went to stir the noodles. It just doesn’t sound right,” Huang Bingyao muttered to himself.

"So I'm more like an undercover agent than an undercover agent! I'm in the dark but my heart is in the light, you have to give me a good citizen award."

"I'm leaving." Nan Zheng left without looking back.

He doesn't need this thing either; it would be better to give it to Huang Bingyao.

Maybe I can even earn some attribute points.

That's the point.

Not long after returning to her rented room, Nan Zheng heard the roar of a car engine. She glanced out the window before going back downstairs.

I just happened to see Wah-dee getting out of the car, drenched in sweat:
"Is it done?"

"All done." Wah-di nodded, then immediately cursed:

"That bastard, Sang Gou, is really cunning! There were two gunmen guarding the warehouse, and he almost got killed."

"Are you alright?" Nan Zheng asked, smoking a cigarette. He had already guessed that things weren't that simple.

"Of course it's fine." Taibao got out of the car and pointed slyly to the trunk:

"That shipment weighed a few kilograms, and it's all in the trunk."

"I brought those two gunmen back with me too. A little bit of sleeping potion was all it took to take care of them. It was a simple matter."

"The person is useless, just get rid of them." Nan Zheng thought for a moment, then said:

"Leave the gun behind."

“No problem.” The two nodded immediately.

The gun will definitely be useful, since it was bought by Tung Sing. If anything happens in the future, we can use their weapons.

Then they can escape and even frame someone.

After giving all the instructions, Nan Zheng took the goods and told Tai Bao and the others to go back first. Then she threw the goods in the trash can and went upstairs to sleep without looking back.

He's done what he was supposed to do; the rest is none of his business.

Nan Zheng woke up naturally the next day and immediately opened the data panel.

It was discovered that besides the thousand attribute points gained from defeating the zombie dog, there were no other benefits.

I do feel a little disappointed.

But it doesn't matter, since the goods were given to Huang Bingyao, I can now be considered to be in the legitimate business world.

If he doesn't lend a hand if something happens in the future, then don't blame Nan Zheng for sexually assaulting feces.

He yawned as he went out, and when he got downstairs he found that the trash cans had been emptied, so he headed to the church.

Upon entering the dance hall, I saw Wah-dee and many of his underlings there, while Dinosaur sat on the sofa drinking.

"Ah Zheng, you're here!" The dinosaur waved with a smile as soon as it saw the visitor.

"Boss!" Wah-di exclaimed excitedly.

"Dinosaur Bro." Nan Zheng walked over, nodded, and lit a cigarette.

"I've heard about what happened. I didn't expect you to take down the zombie dog. Well done!" Dinosaur laughed heartily.

"Not only that, when we went out for a late-night snack, we ran into that bastard from Changyi Society, number nineteen. If the cops hadn't arrived quickly, Zheng and I would have chopped them to pieces!" Hua Di said excitedly from behind.

Many people listened in stunned silence, their eyes filled with envy.

The news has spread far and wide, causing quite a stir. In the underworld, Nan Zheng is even more famous than the big star Ding Dang.

This time, Liang Zheng was so powerful that she took down the sanggou to avenge Sheng Fan.

Anyone with eyes can see that he's definitely going to take the position.

"Liangzheng, I always keep my word. Get ready, I'll get you a job in a few days." The dinosaur looked Nanzheng up and down. She was beautiful and capable in combat, and the more he looked at her, the more satisfied he became.

After all, with the savage gone, he needed someone reliable to look after his henchmen.

“No problem,” Nan Zheng said. Dinosaur wasn’t very bright, so he relied on loyalty and trustworthiness when he was out in the game.

So it's not surprising that he was forced to take a leave of absence.

I just don't know which one to stab: the white paper fan, the straw sandals, or the red stick.

Since she could make money by selling her brains, Nan Zheng certainly didn't want to fight and kill like a gangster.

"But I also want to remind you," the dinosaur suddenly spoke, then lowered its voice:
"I know you have some conflicts with Chicken and his gang, but don't bring them out in the open."

"This is not only my idea, but also my elder brother's idea, do you understand?"

“You’re the boss, you’re in charge!” Nan Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

Hearing this, he understood that Boss B must have spoken to the dinosaur beforehand, which is why Chen Haonan and his men made their move.

Otherwise, why should outsiders be allowed to do things that our own people are doing?
Now that Nan Zheng has succeeded, the dinosaurs are happy, but it's hard to say whether Boss B and the others will be unhappy.

The three Han brothers naturally didn't take Boss B seriously, but Jiang Tiansheng was different.

As for the top leader, you have to give them some face, more or less.

After chatting for a few minutes, Nan Zheng found a car and headed to Edinburgh.

He hadn't forgotten about He Min.

But as soon as she got on the bus, Nan Zheng suddenly saw that she had 30000 attribute points added to her panel.
Nan Zheng was surprised to see such a good thing.

"I never thought that being a fan could have attribute points." Nan Zheng was overjoyed.

After thinking about it for a while, he understood.

The pink goods haven't been converted into cash, so they can't be redeemed. But once Huang Bingyao has completed the process and things are settled, it's a different story.

To put it bluntly, I still need to write a report.

Huang Bingyao's side should have been dealing with the informant providing clues and delivering the goods. After that, Nan Zheng's 3 attribute points were immediately credited to her account.

"Interesting." Nan Zheng immediately perked up and started thinking about where else she could rid the people of this scourge.

Making money is less profitable than gaining followers; that's a much faster way to get attribute points!
The key point is that you can exchange key attribute points for money in the store.

Isn't this much better than just selling followers directly?
(End of this chapter)