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

Chapter 126 "126" Exorbitant Demands

"Liangzheng is asking me for money? A million for the whole street?" Shuifang Huafo was shocked when he heard this news, and then he was furious.

"Damn it! This bastard's asking me for five million? Where did he get the nerve to ask me for money? Isn't he afraid I'll have someone kill him right now?"

"Damn it, this bastard's got some nerve!"

"Ah Wen, don't you have a thug named Nine-Dragon next to you? Drag him over and kill him!" Hua Fo roared angrily, ready to kill at the slightest provocation.

"We're having a meeting today, everyone's together. Let's bring in our own people, let's take over Tsim Sha Tsui!"

“Boss, let’s talk things out slowly. There’s no need to resort to violence all the time! Besides, we just took over five streets of Chung Yee Shun. We haven’t even settled in yet, and we already want to take over Tsim Sha Tsui? You can’t bite off more than you can chew.” Uncle Man quickly advised.

Another uncle, Lao Bai, also advised, "That's right, there's no need to do that. We should talk."

"Fuck your mother! That bastard Liang Zheng keeps asking me for five million. I don't even know Liang Zheng. Why should I give it to him?" Hua Fo cursed.

"I'm not giving it to you anyway. I'm taking some men and attacking tonight!"

"You can't really say that. After all, it was Liang Zheng who took down Lian Haolong and the top executives of Zhongyixin. Without him, we wouldn't have been able to seize so much territory..."

"Yeah, yeah, after Liangzheng took care of everyone, she didn't seize any territory. We from the water room just picked up a hot potato without even lifting a finger..."

"Boss, everything's negotiable. We've already taken a huge cut. Five million for five streets, giving it to him isn't out of the question. We'll break even in less than half a month..."

Many leaders tried to dissuade him.

The elder brother, sitting in a wheelchair, was drinking cola next to the Flower Buddha without saying a word.

However, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

He naturally understood that Hua Fo's actions were not intended to be a real fight, but rather a strategic retreat.

Just like when you say it's hot, everyone might say that a calm mind brings coolness, but if you say it's hot, you should rip off the roof to open the windows. The essential purpose is the same...

"Damn it! Why is everyone saying they should give it to him? Can't we just kill him?" Hua Fo cursed, making a lot of noise.

"That bastard is just messing with us! We're invincible right now, even the Wo Luen Shing gangs avoid us. Why should we give a damn about some nobody like Liang Zheng, the head of Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"You can't say that. After all, we were able to seize Zhongyixin's territory because Liangzheng deserves a lot of credit. Without her, where would we be now?"

"Fine, fine, Boss. Don't forget we haven't dealt with Lian Haodong and his gang yet."

"That's right. The money has been paid, so it's a transaction and we're not at a loss. The important thing now is that the hidden dangers haven't been resolved."

Each of the key figures then offered their advice and dissuasion.

At first, I could only give five million, but now I've convinced myself that I can give five million, and that I won't lose out by giving it to Liang Zheng.

I've started brainwashing myself...

After all, they had just planted their flag, and they would indeed need to guard it for a few more days before it could be considered their own territory.

In addition, Liang Zheng is ruthless enough, and the people in the water room are not stupid, so naturally they will not provoke her.

If it were any other gang, they might not give a single penny and would just start a fight.

But who are these people in the water room?

For more than a decade, he had been beaten like a dog by Zhong Yixin. Hua Fo, as the leader, had his whole family almost killed. He both hated and feared Lian Haolong.

And now? Nan Zheng alone almost wiped out the entire Zhongyixin leadership.

Even if they don't fear Liang Zheng, a simple comparison like this makes it clear who is stronger.

After all, gangsters aren't stupid, even if they don't use their brains.

Moreover, giving Liang Zheng five million under the guise of "pleasant cooperation" is not only a good deal, but it also leaves a trustworthy reputation. It might even bring Liang Zheng, a powerful ally, over. Why not?
Even if Liangzheng can't become an ally, so much money has already been given, she can't become an enemy, can she?

Don't hit the smiling person with your hand.

No matter how they calculated it, they couldn't imagine any downsides.

"You guys fought so fiercely last night, and now you're scared of Liang Zheng?" Hua Fo continued cursing, looking like he was in the right, pointing at the crowd and saying:
"You can give it to yourselves if you want, I'm not going to give it to you. You can just pool your money together."

"Once this matter is settled, then come and talk to me about the final steps of loyalty and trust."

“Let’s do it then,” Uncle Wen was the first to speak, and the others readily agreed.

Besides territorial territory, they robbed five streets, and they also knew the address of Chung Yee Shin's drug dealers, making off with nearly 70 million worth of drugs.

What is five million compared to that?
At least it's better than fighting a crazy guy like Liang Zheng. Now is not the time to provoke external enemies.

That's why they agreed to pay; the benefits far outweigh the risks.

In no time, the group finished discussing how to raise the money and then dispersed. Hua Fo got up and pushed his wheelchair. His uncle took a sip of cola and laughed, "Hua Fo, you did a good job with that. A strategic retreat. It's a unanimous vote."

"Of course, don't you know who I am? I've been following you, Uncle, for forty years," Hua Fo said with a smile.

"Even if I've only learned the basics, I'm more than capable of dealing with them."

"Do you have the guts to actually play the beautiful zither?" Uncle suddenly asked.

Hua Fo's face stiffened, then he laughed and said, "Uncle, you're already seventy, and I'm almost fifty. Are you still fighting and killing like before?"

"If it weren't for the long-standing grudge between Lian Haolong and us, the water room wouldn't have had the momentum to beat them. They might have even had to pay out of their own pockets to get beaten up."

"That's true," Uncle said with a smile.
"Hua Fo, I'm very satisfied with your current state. You know when to advance and when to retreat; that's what it means to be a true leader."

“People like Liang Zheng are incredibly arrogant and look down on everyone. They may be powerful, but they won’t be powerful for long.”

"Because the old Liang Zheng has lost all his glory, the new Liang Zheng will take him down. Just like Ling Jun back then, and then Nan Zheng appeared, it's an endless cycle..."

"The one who can survive is the winner," Hua Fo said with a grin. In fact, he had wanted to give her the money the moment he heard that Nan Zheng wanted it.

Because this little bastard is truly insane and ruthless. He even managed to kill Lian Haolong, let alone Shui Fang, who is much weaker than Zhong Yixin.

But he was also well aware that if he agreed directly, not only would it damage his prestige as the leader, but the other decision-makers might also disagree.

It's different when you can retreat to advance.

Bring these bunch of idiots to the front and let them get a beating from Liang Zheng. Needless to say, they'll back down...

Just like now.

“The water house has been dormant for many years, and it’s time to bring in some fresh blood. Otherwise, if our generation all fails and no one takes charge, then the name Wo On Lok will have to be withdrawn from Hong Kong Island forever,” Uncle Di said slowly.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I've seen a lot of people working hard down here recently. We've recruited a lot of talented people this year," Hua Fo said with a smile.

"For example, the prince is rich and powerful, Nine-Dragon is brave and skilled in battle, and Ma Jiaohong is cunning and unpredictable... The newcomers nowadays are all more capable than the last."

“Especially that Nine-Dragon, I think he’s capable enough to be the leader, and I plan to support him to take the position. A person like him who is loyal and capable can ensure our safety and well-being in our old age after we retire.”

"Just then, Liang Zheng came looking for trouble, so I decided to take him to give Liang Zheng money and let him see the world."

……

"Fourth Uncle, we meet again."

When Nan Zheng arrived at the nightclub, she was surprised to see Tang Yuli eating and drinking heartily in a private room. It seemed that the old bastard was really starving.

"Young Master Zheng." Fourth Uncle quickly wiped his mouth, forced a smile, and stood up.

“Don’t be so reserved. Nightclubs are for having fun, not for teachers to punish students. You should treat this place like your own home.” Nan Zheng patted her fourth uncle’s shoulder, sat down, and raised an eyebrow.

"Fourth Uncle, those bastards, Su Su and her gang, didn't they give you any food or drink? Why are you acting like a starving dog?"

"Young Master Zheng, those bastards haven't given me any food or drink for almost a day. All they've given me is shit and pee. I've been vomiting all day. How could I possibly have anything to eat?" Uncle Si said with a miserable expression.

"Tsk tsk, you really are in a bad situation." Nan Zheng asked Wang Jianguo to bring her a bottle of beer, opened it, and took a sip by herself.

Then he added, "But Fourth Uncle, the food and drinks here are very expensive. You don't mind, do you?"

"Is one million a meal enough?" Fourth Uncle wasn't stupid; he knew exactly what Nan Zheng meant—it wasn't about food at all.

"Fourth Uncle, I like smart people like you." Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

"I'll go home and get the check in a bit..."

"Did I say you could go home?" Nan Zheng tilted her head, and her fourth uncle's smile immediately froze.

"Zheng, Young Master Zheng, what do you mean by that?"

"Fourth Uncle, I heard you have quite a few shady businesses under your wing. There are finance companies, financial companies, and more than twenty mahjong parlors... I think it must be too much trouble for you at your age to manage so many businesses," Nan Zheng said with a smile, shaking the wine bottle.

"You want to take over my business?" Uncle Si finally smiled.

“As long as you want it, Zheng Shao, of course I can give it to you, I can give you everything.”

“I used to take 70% of the profit. If you want it, I can lower the price by another 10%, and give you 60% of the profit as a package deal, just to make it a pleasant transaction for our first collaboration…”

"I want it to be 100%."

Fourth Uncle's smile froze again.

If he still doesn't understand what Nan Zheng meant, then he shouldn't be a businessman.

Liang Zheng is practically robbing us outright.

"Young Master Zheng, you don't have to treat me like this, do you? I've always been nice to you, and now you're asking for 100%? Is this outright robbery?" Fourth Uncle's expression darkened.

"Fourth Uncle, do you know what it means to remember someone's kindness for a thousand years?" Nan Zheng shook the wine bottle again.

"It's not that I don't appreciate your kindness, but you're trying to kill me... bang!"

Uncle Si was only halfway through his sentence when Nan Zheng swiftly grabbed his head and slammed it onto the table, then smashed a beer bottle against the back of his head.

His head was immediately broken and bleeding profusely.

Uncle Si fainted from the pain of the first blow, but was woken up by the pain of being hit again. He immediately knelt on the ground, clutching his head and rolling around in pain.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Jianguo and Xiahou Wu immediately helped Fourth Uncle up.

Nan Zheng straightened her collar and smiled, "Fourth Uncle, do you remember what I just said? When you come to a nightclub, you must act as if you're at home."

"Since we're all at home now... your parents must have hit you when you were little, right?"

"Smash a few more bottles and have Uncle Si dance for me." Nan Zheng waved her hand again, grabbed a few beer bottles from the table and smashed them all over the floor. Wang Jianguo and Xiahou Wu took off their shoes and socks, and then pressed Uncle Si's bare feet onto the broken glass.

Even if you try to dodge, there's no way to escape. Wang Jianguo and Xiahou Wu are like two people playing with a barbell, lifting people up together and then bringing them down together.

Uncle Si screamed in pain; his feet were covered in shards of glass and were a bloody mess.

"Fourth Uncle, I'm easy to talk to. If you say no, then no. But I still hope you'll reconsider. We have plenty of time to chat all night tonight."

Nan Zheng sat down again, speaking as if he were begging his fourth uncle for business.

If it weren't for the bloody scene here, I would have actually believed it.

“Liangzheng, I really can’t give you all of these businesses. I’m partnering with others in many of them. If I give them all to you, I can refuse to participate, but what will those other people do?”

“You have to understand, everyone who can run these businesses is either rich or powerful, and they all need gloves. Otherwise, how could they run them peacefully? Even if I were willing, those people might not be,” Uncle Si said through gritted teeth, his pain almost piercing his heart.

"Fourth Uncle, are you getting senile? When did I say I wanted everything?" Nan Zheng asked with a playful expression, and Fourth Uncle was stunned.

"Not all of them?"

"Did I say I wanted everything? I'm not greedy, I just want your finance company and the three mahjong parlors." Nan Zheng shrugged.

"I hadn't even finished speaking when you said you disagreed. What could I do? I was fucking helpless too!"

"Damn it, you should have said you wanted these earlier. You saved my life, how could I not give them to you?" Uncle Si couldn't help but curse, feeling like he'd been screwed over.

If Liang Zheng wanted him to own hundreds of businesses, that would be absolutely impossible, and there's no way he could do it.

But he really could afford to provide a finance company and three mahjong parlors.

Even adding a financial company would be fine.

After all, he's been in the business for so many years, he must have accumulated a lot of assets and stocks.

Even if these businesses belonged to other people, he had the money to acquire them and then transfer them to Nan Zheng.

"Fourth Uncle, this is your own fault. Who told you to shake your head halfway through listening to what I said? You can't blame me for this, can you?"

Nan Zheng waved her hand to put her fourth uncle down, then respectfully helped him to sit on the sofa. She then turned and began to hurl insults:

"Who the hell did this to my fourth uncle? I'll kill his whole family!"

Fourth Uncle: ………

Wang Jianguo and Xiahou Wu: …

Damn it, you're talking like you're not the one who said it. Shan Ying, standing next to her, couldn't help but laugh. She finally understood what the first step to becoming a leader was.

They know how to shift the blame.

"Boss, I saw the murderer! He just ran out!" Big Foot shouted, pointing towards the door, whether he was genuinely stupid or quick-witted.

"Then hurry up and chase them! My good brother and fourth uncle are injured like this on my turf. If you don't find them, I'll skin you alive!" Nan Zheng cursed.

Big Foot immediately pretended to run out.

Uncle Si couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Not only did they lie through their teeth to his face, but they also showed genuine respect for the elderly and love for the young.

It's a real shame that this little bastard doesn't go into acting.

"A financial company and three mahjong parlors, I can give them to you tonight," Uncle Si said, clutching his leg in pain.

Then she continued, "Liangzheng, I really admire you."

"I can hand over all my businesses to you to manage, if you're willing."

"Let's stick to the old rules, I only want 60%."

"Fourth Uncle, you're giving me such a huge treasure bowl, aren't you afraid I'll swallow it whole?" Nan Zheng sneered.

"Let me reiterate, these businesses aren't just mine alone; they're partnerships. Would you rather swallow it all at once and cut off your future sources of income, or do you want a continuous flow of wealth?"

"Good, good, good! As expected of Fourth Uncle, you have courage and determination. I admire you!" Nan Zheng clapped and laughed.

"Okay, I agree. You can give me the bill tomorrow."

"Okay." Fourth Uncle gave a forced smile.

Actually, he had no choice but to let Liang Zheng manage his business; Liang Zheng had ruined all the businesses he was supporting.

If not Liangzheng, then who else can we entrust it to?

Furthermore, these businesses are not subject to the authorities' control because they all have legitimate licenses. What they need is a strong backer to provide support and ensure the normal operation of the company or store.

This is also why Uncle Si takes care of Liang Zheng, because Liang Zheng is really awesome now.

If it were managed by someone else, it would probably be devoured by its rivals until there's nothing left.

It would be better to raise your own leader and manage him/her.

The problem isn't just with myself, even the spies I raised got fucking slept with...

Uncle Si was extremely frustrated and helpless at this moment.

……

After having someone take her fourth uncle to the hospital, Nan Zheng returned to her office and lit a cigarette.

Then he said, "Send someone to protect him and keep an eye on him, so that he doesn't try anything funny."

“We’ve already defeated Zhongyixin, what tricks can he possibly pull?” Xiahou Wu asked.

"I actually hope he tries something funny, otherwise it'll be hard for me to snatch it," Nan Zheng scoffed. He didn't care about riches or gloves at all.

What's yours is yours.

But now is not the time.

"But what do you need a finance company and a mahjong parlor for? You don't seem like the type to do anything legitimate," Shan Ying suddenly asked.

Nan Zheng glanced at her and said, "Are you stupid?"

Dan Ying was stunned.

"Finance companies are loan sharks, and they also use all sorts of dual contracts (one for lending and one for borrowing) to facilitate debt collection. Mahjong parlors have licenses to operate as casinos because gambling is only allowed in mahjong parlors on Hong Kong Island," Xiahou Wu explained, leaning against the wall.

Dan Ying was immediately dumbfounded: "No, so even legitimate business is considered illicit?"

"Otherwise what? Do you think rich people really become rich by working?"
Those people outside who say you can get rich quick by picking cotton, or get rich by fishing... just listen to them, they're just trying to fool you bunch of fools.

"If rich people don't cheat other rich people, how will they continue to become rich? At least nouveau riche kill people and steal their money to make them rich," Nan Zheng sneered.

Dan Ying listened with a look of utter shock.

No, are our worlds the same? How come you see rich people and nouveau riche like this?

However, Nan Zheng's words were somewhat crude, but in essence, they were about the same: wealth is obtained through plunder, which is to put it bluntly, robbery.

If hard work could lead to wealth, then the farmers in Yuen Long who use cow dung to cultivate the land would be the richest people.

Unfortunately not.

"Alright, enough nonsense." Nan Zheng said directly, "Keep a close eye on Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Don't worry about the rest. Keep a close eye on Luo Tianhong. Let me know when that bastard wakes up."

"Also, take the forty million you got from Ah Fa, and each of you can take two million and split it among yourselves."

"We haven't completely dealt with Zhongyixin's group yet," Wang Jianguo reminded him from the side.

"What's there to be afraid of? There are people who are more anxious than me!" Nan Zheng sneered, having already anticipated this.

"Even if I don't take action, they're still going to die."

"Just wait and see."

……

Meanwhile, in Tsim Sha Tsui, inside the Hung Sun Tong, Hung Sing gathered various bigwigs for a retirement ceremony.

He looked at everyone present and said, "From today onwards, I, Hong Sheng, am officially retiring and will no longer concern myself with matters of the underworld. Hong Xin will also officially transition into a legitimate company."

"Here, everyone can bear witness."

"You think you can just quit your life of crime like that?" Zhiwei scoffed.

Brother B immediately stepped forward and angrily asked, "Zhiwei, what do you want to do?"

“I don’t want to do anything, but before Grandpa Hong retires, there’s one thing he needs to take care of first.” Zhiwei shrugged and slowly stood up.

Then he pointed to Xiaochun in the corner: "Well, as everyone knows, this bastard beat up our young master before. How do we settle this score?"

"That's right! He stripped me naked in the street. If you don't give me an explanation, Hong Sheng, you'll never have a peaceful day again!" Lei Jiabao stood up and roared.

Lei Pao, who was standing next to him, was smoking a cigarette and smiled. "Brother Hong, we Dongsheng people tend to be a bit harsh. My son is also used to being arrogant and domineering. Please don't take offense."

"However, this matter concerns the reputation of Dong Sheng, and it is indeed necessary for you, as the older brother, to explain it."

Hong Sheng's face was very ugly.

He didn't expect Dong Sheng to cause trouble at this time. If he didn't deal with it, then this "retirement from the martial arts world" would really be impossible to resolve.

After all, these are matters of the martial world, to be resolved within the martial world itself.

You haven't even resolved all the issues in the martial arts world, so what makes you think you can leave it?
Lei Pao sneered inwardly. He knew perfectly well that Hong Sheng wanted to use the pretext of Dong Sheng's extensive expansion to launder his business and change its business.

They're all old foxes. Zhiwei and his ilk can't see through them, but Lei Pao can.

He naturally wouldn't give Hong Sheng a chance.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to steal business from them again in the future.

"Grandpa, don't listen to him. There's a backstory to this," Xiaochun said angrily.

"What cause and effect?" Zhiwei sneered.

"Of course there's a cause and effect. Your people insulted Hong Xin first." Suddenly, someone walked in from behind, and everyone turned to look, only to find that it was Hong Fei, who had been missing for a long time.

Hong Fei pointed at the trash: "It was him who made Xiao Chun call our Hong Xin trash. Otherwise, he would have chopped him up on the spot... And if I'm not mistaken, the conflict between you two is because of you, trash. You wanted to go to the cinema, but there were no tickets, and you even tried to steal Hong Xin's tickets, so the conflict occurred, right?"

“That’s right, that’s exactly it!” Xiaochun immediately said.

Le Se's expression immediately changed.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?" Zhiwei cursed in a low voice.

"I didn't know this bastard would come. Didn't he say he was retiring from the underworld?" Lose looked annoyed, but more importantly, he didn't dare to deny it.

Because Hong Fei is really good at fighting.

The gangsters act based on reason, and now that Hung Fei has appeared, he has completely ruined Tung Sing's plans.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, then it's fine." Lei Pao stood up and laughed, quickly leading his men away.

That old guy was cunning enough that when he realized he was in the wrong and even in the wrong, he immediately left.

They were afraid that Hong Xin would find a reason to act prematurely.

Seeing that the matter was resolved, Hong Fei also left.

"Ah Fei, your dad's retiring from the life of crime today, where are you going?" Brother B shouted.

"I'm no longer Hong Xin's person." Hong Fei left without looking back.

Hong Sheng was furious: "You bastard, is the name Hong Xin so dirty that it doesn't suit you?"

"Don't forget how your mother and sister died!" Hong Fei roared, turning his head sharply, his face contorted with rage.

Then he pointed to Hong Sheng: "I came here today not because I am Hong Xin's man, but because you are just my father."

"Today is the last time I'll call you that."

As Hong Fei decisively and cleanly left, the surrounding guests all wore mocking expressions.

Hong Sheng was furious.

Brother B comforted him from the side, saying, "You're all grown up. Boss, Ah Fei just doesn't understand you yet. In a few years, he'll probably grow up and naturally understand your good intentions."

"It's still important to carry out the ceremony now."

“Okay.” Hong Sheng nodded slowly, but just then a henchman ran in from outside the door, looking anxious.

Then mechanical noises came from outside the villa.

"Brother B, Boss, I don't know what the people from Dong Sheng are up to. They said they wanted to congratulate you on retiring from the criminal world, and then they brought over a dump truck."

"What?" Hong Sheng looked puzzled. He then led his men over and saw a dump truck emptying its bucket. A tombstone then slid down.

It's the Hong family's ancestral grave!

To spite Hong Sheng, the people of Dong Sheng actually dug up Hong Sheng's ancestral grave.

"Beast, beast!" But seeing this scene, Hong Sheng's blood surged, and he was already old, so he was so angry that he fainted.

Brother B, who was standing nearby, quickly helped the person up and shouted, "Someone come quick! Someone come quick!"

"Dragon Head is dizzy, call an ambulance quickly!"

……

In the early hours of the morning, Lian Haodong, clutching his wounded abdomen, drove with Lian Haolong's mistress and child to a secluded dock to wait for a boat.

"Sister-in-law, you wait here for a bit, I'll go check if the boat has arrived yet." After waiting for nearly half an hour, Lian Haodong glanced at his watch and said.

The mistress sat on the stone slab, holding her child, and nodded.

Lian Haodong then left.

However, before she had gone far, a gun was already pointed at her.

His expression suddenly changed.

Lian Haodong glanced at the time again after walking away, a smile playing on his lips.

But before he could even laugh, a silenced gun suddenly emerged from the woods.

Lian Haodong only caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, but he looked up in despair, his face full of resentment.

However, overnight, Zhongyixin's prison boss was poisoned to death, he was stabbed to death while eating, and he was even killed in a car accident while walking.

That night, Loyalty and Faith were destroyed, and the title of Emperor of Kowloon officially came to an end.

The old coach leaves, and a new coach takes over.

The key to winning the leadership position lies in the word "win"; who is the leader is not important at all.

(End of this chapter)