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

Chapter 138 "136" Are you guys not giving me face?
"How do you plan to get rid of Liang Zheng?" Lin Huai Le glanced at Fei Quan, whose expression was ferocious, Lin Dayue, who was ruthless, and Lei Jia Bao, who was resentful.

Looking at the menacing aura emanating from them, each one seemed heavier and more ruthless than the last.

It seems Nan Zheng is really driving them to their deaths.

"In short, I'll provide the money, you provide the labor, and I guarantee you'll have no logistical problems," Lin Dayue said through gritted teeth, clearly harboring deep hatred for Nan Zheng.

"I'm selling off all my assets now, at rock-bottom prices, just to take down that bastard Liang Zheng! Fifty million is enough for you to kill him ten times over."

“Alright, then I’ll take charge.” A sinister glint flashed across Fei Quan’s ugly face: “I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”

"I don't want anything else, I just want Liang Zheng's whole family to be wiped out!"

"He had Hong Fei kill my father. I can provide you with guns and ammunition. I want to tear Liang Zheng to pieces, skin her alive, and pull out her tendons!" Lei Jiabao said angrily.

With just one sentence, all three people expressed their opinions, and Lin Huai Le felt a chill in his heart.

Damn it, Liang Zheng has so many enemies? And they all hate him so much they want to chop him into mincemeat.

Seeing that they were all more deranged than he was, Lin Huaile felt that the death of his cousin was not such a big deal.

"The proposals everyone has put forward are very good." Lin Huaiyue tapped the table: "But don't forget, Tsim Sha Tsui is all the same, we need Liang Zheng to come out."

"Otherwise, no matter how many people you have, if you go in and don't even see anyone, his thousands of henchmen will all swarm up and devour you."

"After all, they are people who frequent Tsim Sha Tsui, so they will notice if anything is amiss."

“That bastard Liang Zheng is treacherous, cunning, ruthless, and unpredictable... If things go as expected, we only have one chance to take him down.”

These words caused the group to fall into deep thought.

Lin Dayue seemed to be figuring out how to deal with Nan Zheng.

Fei Quan and Lei Jiabao, on the other hand, had indifferent expressions. This was not something they wanted to think about; they just needed to take action.

After Gentleman Sheng died, Shi Shi led a number of his scattered henchmen to the New Territories. Later, Robinson spent money to gather them together and put Fei Quan, the most capable fighter, in charge.

Shi Shi was the second-in-command.

There are now more than a thousand people in Hongle.

Although there was internal strife in Dongsheng, Robinson managed to quell many of the fighting by spending money, and now Lei Jiabao and Zhiwei are gradually taking control of the situation.

There are more than a thousand people in total.

Lin Huai-le previously seized two streets of Chung Yee Shun, and now he has about eight hundred people in Jordan.

All things considered, the three parties together number three to four thousand people, which is more than Nan Zheng.

In addition, Lin Dayue poured a lot of money into the project...

They didn't know how to lose.

“This is a great place to resolve this,” Lin Dayue said with a smile after a moment of silence, looking towards the casino.

Lin Huaiyue looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. Lin, what do you want to do?"

“Let’s gamble with him!” Lin Dayue said confidently.

"Gambling with him? Playing cards? Even if you win, you're just making money off him, you can't take him down..." Lin Huai Le suddenly realized something and tentatively asked:

"Mr. Lin, are you planning to drain his wallet and fortune first, and then kill him?"

“That’s right! That bastard treated me like this before, and I’m doing the same to him now.” Lin Dayue gritted his teeth, his face filled with malice.

"Besides, what's the use of having a lot of men if he has no money? If the boss can't afford to support his men, we don't even need to lift a finger; his henchmen might just kill him."

“Liang Zheng is extremely concerned about her image. As long as we use this point to lure her out, she will definitely take the bait.”

"But I've never heard of him gambling..."

"Young Master Le, it's precisely because he can't gamble that we should let him gamble! Otherwise, if he could gamble, wouldn't we be idiots if we still gambled with him?"

Lin Huaiyue nodded, "That's true."

In retrospect, the plan seems pretty good.

If Lin Dayue's provocation tactic is used to anger the other party, then for the sake of face, Liang Zheng will definitely sit down and gamble directly.

After all, the other party also has shares here. As long as it's said that there are con artists working here, and it concerns his own interests, he will have to come whether he wants to or not.

Finally, let him gamble against the conman, and then everything will fall into place naturally...

"After we've squeezed all his money out of him, we'll slowly wear him down. Then you guys can go and take over Tsim Sha Tsui, steal his business, or sleep with his girlfriends. Don't worry about me," Lin Dayue added.

"All I need is for you all to integrate your resources and help me take back my Big Crocodile Group."

"This is acceptable."

“No problem.” Fei Quan and Lei Jiabao nodded.

Where do you find con artists?

When Lin Huaiyue asked, Lin Dayue just laughed.

"Young Master Le, don't worry about that. Have you forgotten that I love doing this kind of work?"

"I might not be able to hire the God of Gamblers, but I can definitely hire someone who can take down Liang Zheng."

"I'll call in reinforcements right away. You just wait and see."

……

"Tai-bao, did you give my blind brother Hui the money?" Nan-zheng asked as she got out of the car with Meng-na in her arms when they arrived in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Taibao nodded with a smile: "Boss, of course he gave it to me, it's over ten thousand."

"That's fine." Nan Zheng was in a good mood. After all, Blind Hui, the cigarette seller, had earned her several million a month and had connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles.

This is a worthwhile deal no matter how you look at it.

"The girl is nice, but she's too skinny, there's no meat on her bones. How did you cook her like that?"

"I have no appetite even if I want to do it." Nan Zheng glanced at the nervous Xiao Hui, then looked at Meng Na next to her. It was like comparing a crippled old woman to a Miss Hong Kong.

That makes sense, they came here illegally.

How much good food can you eat?
It's a miracle they didn't starve to death.

Nan Zheng left with her entourage in no time. Tai Bao looked at Mang Hui and Xiao Hui and asked with a smile, "What are your plans for the future, you two?"

"I haven't made any plans yet." Blind Hui, who was born into poverty and had just witnessed the extravagant lifestyle of the wealthy, was still somewhat dazed.

"And you? Planning to sell yourself again?" Taibao looked at Xiaohui next to him.

"It's normal to sell yourself when you don't have money, but if you have money, there's no reason for you to still sell yourself, right?"

"I'm planning to start a small business. I used to repair shoes for people." Xiaohui awkwardly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Whatever you do, as long as you're in Tsim Sha Tsui, you won't die." Tai-bo patted the two on the shoulders and added:
"Of course, whether you go back to Temple Street or go anywhere else... I can't control that. Anyway, the boss might need you again in a while."

"Just eat and drink as you please for now. What you do after a month is none of my business."

The two nodded.

“Brother Taibao, I have a question. What exactly is the purpose of you calling me back and forth?” Blind Hui suddenly asked.

"Don't you understand yet?" Tai Bao laughed.

"Understand what?" Blind Hui looked blank, and Xiao Hui was equally confused.

"It's all over. Anyway, because of you, my boss made several million, and in just one month! As for the rest, just don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Taibao didn't explain anything further.

A bunch of poor bastards, how could they possibly understand an explanation?

The two were quickly dropped off in the car, and Tai-bao instructed the driver to take them back to the casino.

Blind Hui and Xiao Hui stood there, somewhat bewildered.

"Ah, Ah Hui, did you hear that?"

"That Mr. Nan can earn several million a month because of me?"

"Yes, I heard you right."

"But I don't know how they did it."

The two looked at each other, still completely bewildered.

Just then, a song drifted from the dance hall outside the door, and the familiar lyrics echoed in their minds. It was a song called "Memories Can Only Be Relived".

Blind Hui and Xiao Hui smiled at each other, then held hands and disappeared into the Tsim Sha Tsui night.

……

"Mr. Nan, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"Do whatever I tell you to do." Nan Zheng arrived at the underground casino, took Meng Na for a walk, and then went into the office.

He sat down and pointed to the dozen or so gambling tables: "See these? You'll be the dealer here from now on."

How much salary did Robinson Crusoe pay you before?

“Robinson Crusoe?” Mona sat on the sofa, looking somewhat puzzled. “Our boss is Liu Yaozu. I don’t know anyone named Robinson Crusoe.”

"Damn, I forgot." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead.

That's true. How could someone like Robinson Crusoe be a casino owner? If he were, he'd be working behind the scenes.

"The monthly salary isn't much, maybe four thousand."

"Four thousand? I'll give you forty thousand." Nan Zheng looked down on everyone.

Mona's eyes widened in disbelief: "Forty thousand?"

“What, not enough? Then add another ten thousand, and I’ll give you fifty thousand.” Nan Zheng said directly.

Mona is no mere pretty face; in the story, she knows some card tricks and how to set up traps to swindle people.

She's definitely a black lotus flower.

Nan Zheng likes this kind of girl.

And now it seems... she really hasn't been chosen by Liu Yaozu.

Then you can adjust it however you want.
This is going to be really fun.

"Mr. Nan... no, boss, you want me to be a croupier and you want to pay me 40,000?" Mona quickly changed her mind, her eyes sparkling.

"Otherwise what? Do I look like some poor wretch? The guy who makes me hand-pulled pancakes earns four or five thousand a month!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

"Do you know how to cheat?"

"Uh, I know a little, but I haven't learned it all. I've only been at the Grand Palace for a few days." Mona said somewhat awkwardly.

Nan Zheng didn't seem to mind: "It's alright, I'll find someone who knows how to teach you."

"The God of Gamblers?"

"What are you dreaming about? Gao Jin hasn't been to Hong Kong Island in years. You think he can teach you card tricks? It's only a little past one in the morning. Don't daydream so early." Nan Zheng looked at Meng Na with a mocking expression.

Gao Jin has been in Las Vegas most of the time and rarely comes back.

Or it's Atlantic City.

After all, the gambling industry there is much more developed than that of Hong Kong Island.

And if you can earn 100 million US dollars, why come here to earn 100 million Hong Kong dollars?

Even a fool would know how to calculate this.

"Anyway, as long as someone teaches me, I can learn very quickly! What takes others three days to learn, I can learn in three minutes." Mona was afraid that Nan Zheng would change her mind, so she immediately boasted about herself.

After all, where else can you find such a good deal as 40,000 yuan a month?
Since it's all just a job, you definitely have to choose one that makes money.

"Three minutes? Damn! Being a con artist requires fast hands, and you're that fast?"

"I don't believe you unless you give me a handjob."

Nan Zheng didn't say the last sentence.

He was afraid of scaring people away.

"Really? I know a little bit, after all, I graduated from Hong Kong University." Mona's eyes darted around, and it was obvious she was exaggerating.

However, a graduate of Hong Kong University actually went to work as a croupier in an underground casino.

It seems that college graduates are having a hard time finding jobs these days.

Unless it's a large hole.

"A base salary of four thousand, plus occasional tips of one or two thousand chips from customers. At the Grand Palace, one can earn at least ten or twenty thousand a month."

"I don't know if there are any tips here, but the guaranteed salary is 40,000," Nan Zheng said, lighting a cigarette.
"I'll have Taibao show you around, and then you can rent a place nearby."

“Okay.” Mona quickly agreed, her whole body beaming with joy.

"Are you short of money?" Nan Zheng asked, tilting her head.

“No, I took out loans to go to university, and I still owe a lot of money,” Mona said without hesitation.

"Isn't that perfect? ​​We can take advantage of their vulnerability." Nan Zheng figured she wasn't exactly a good person either. "Huh? What?" Meng Na was immediately stunned.

"I said, you're offering to work and sleep with people! Girl, you don't really think you can make 50,000 a month just by being a croupier, do you?"

Mona's face immediately turned red.

"Are you over twenty yet?"

"Almost there, almost there, I'm nineteen..."

"Nineteen? The Hong Kong government says you can graduate at nineteen? Does that mean it's part-time study with partial funding? What if you run out of money halfway through?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment.

After thinking for a while, he stopped thinking about it, stood up and said, "Whether you come or not is up to you. I'll give you a minimum of 50,000 a month. Think it over yourself."

"If you've made up your mind, come over tomorrow."

"Okay, okay..." Mona stammered a little, probably because she really took Nan Zheng's words to heart.

After all, she was a girl who had just entered society, so she was somewhat reserved.

I didn't expect him to be so direct.

Nan Zheng had just stepped out when she saw Tai Bao return. He left after saying a few words: "Fifty thousand a month, pay upfront, and I'll show her around tomorrow."

"Okay." Taibao nodded.

……

Nan Zheng went straight from the casino to the apartment building and immediately engaged in a fierce battle with Qiu Di.

I didn't wake up until the afternoon of the next day.

"Brother Zheng, is my script finished yet?" Qiu Di nestled against Nan Zheng's back, her soft red lips breathing hot air into his ear.

The terms of address even overlap, maximizing the allure.

"Damn it! I think you really want to die." Nan Zheng couldn't help but push Qiu Di, who was chuckling, to the ground.

The battle process is omitted, but the total cost is 30 million...

Nearly an hour later, Nan Zheng got out of bed and lightly went to the toilet to relieve herself.

The floor feels soft when you walk on it.

Damn it, the weak-legged kite is here again?
I haven't played much these past few days, that's all...

Nan Zheng felt she really needed to be more restrained, otherwise another succubus, Mona, would appear.

Will they be able to hold on in the future?

A moment later, Nan Zheng went out and slapped his round buttocks, saying, "I'll write you a gangster script, and you'll play the female lead."

"Okay, okay..." Qiu Di murmured, her whole body half asleep and half awake, she was really exhausted.

"I told you I'm awesome!" Nan Zheng said defiantly as she looked at Qiu Di, who had turned into a dead pig in the blink of an eye.

Back at Nightless City, I started writing the script, following Chen Haonan's model exactly.

I'm not afraid of any problems, since it's not me who will have any problems, so what does it have to do with me?

However, while we have a female lead, we're still missing a male lead.

I can't act myself, so I need to find a suitable actor.

Ideally, he should be good-looking and muscular.

Otherwise, if I give you a Wind God Leg kick, that would be incredibly embarrassing.

After thinking for a moment, Nan Zheng called Shao Laoliu. As soon as he answered, she laughed and said, "Good morning, Mr. Shao. Have you had a masturbation session yet?"

"Ah Zheng, why are you in such a good mood to call me today?" Old Shao said with a smile.

"I happen to have something I'd like to talk to you about."

“Your matter isn’t urgent, but mine is.” Nan Zheng said directly, “Find me a male actor, preferably one who has been involved in gangs. I want to make a gangster movie.”

"Making movies about gangsters? Don't you have tons of those? You can find them everywhere."

"Look, my characters are real gangsters! Playing themselves is fine, but can they grab the audience's attention? They have no emotion at all, how can that work?"

"That's true." Shao Laoliu nodded. These days, many actors become actors because they can't make a living in the real world.

Finding a few people like that would really cause quite a few problems.

What exactly do you want?

"Not someone fierce-looking, preferably good-looking like me, and also good at fighting, a good actor, and 1.8 meters tall..."

Shao Laoliu: "..."

Damn it! Isn't that condition just describing yourself?

He's handsome and can beat you, Liang Zheng, which fits the bill perfectly.

Your acting is even more convincing. Who in the underworld doesn't know that you, Liang Zheng, are the most respectful of the elderly and the most (pretending to be deaf and dumb) and the most (bastard) rule-abiding?

However, Shao Laoliu didn't know what to say and smiled, "The conditions are a bit harsh, but I'll try my best."

"Of course, the more demanding the better! We're aiming for a huge success. I'm planning a big investment this time, so we have to boost the box office."

“When the movie opens, I’ll send tens of thousands of Hung Hing people to see it. The box office will definitely be good!” Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

"Ah Zheng, you said it yourself, so I'll go find it right away." Upon hearing this, Shao Laoliu perked up and quickly hung up the phone.

If tens of thousands of Hung Hing members were to go see it, the guaranteed box office would be several million.

The cost of making just one film now is only around a million, so no matter how you look at it, it's really not a bad deal.

Shao Laoliu was a well-known philanthropist, but not a saint, so naturally he had to find ways to make money.

(In later generations, there were hundreds or even thousands of Shaw Buildings in mainland China, which belonged to Shaw Brothers, the sixth son of Shaw Brothers.)
"Boss, something's happened!" Just then, Wang Jianguo rushed in and said.

"Whose whole family died again?" Nan Zheng glanced at him lazily.

"It's not just that your whole family will die, it's a major incident! Someone is cheating at the underground casino in the Grand Palace, and they've already won over ten million. Liu Yaozu, please come over immediately."

"So what if I win? What does it have to do with me... Hmm? I think I have 20% of the casino's profits, right?" Nan Zheng suddenly remembered.

His nonchalant expression immediately turned fierce:
"Damn it, you dare cheat in my place? I'll make sure you hang yourself!"

"Let's go, drive there now."

After getting on the bus, I opened the cheat shop, browsed around casually, and found a premium skill:
[“All-Around Cheating Techniques”: Gain basic knowledge of hard cards, soft cards, and dice!]

Although the introduction is short, it contains a lot of information, because hard cards are equivalent to mahjong and dominoes, while soft cards are like bullfighting, three-card poker, and fried golden flower, and dice are also divided into big and small and point-based games.

With 300,000 attribute points, the purchase options are immediately clear.

Nan Zheng spent another 300,000 to 400,000 to reach the maximum level, and now has more than 200,000 attribute points.

No matter what, he'd have a share of the casino. If he ever took down Liu Yaozu and Robinson Crusoe, the entire casino would be his.

You may not need cheating techniques, but you can't be without them.

Having a sword but not using it is one thing, and not having a sword at all is another.

Nan Zheng didn't know the ins and outs of Lin Huaile and his group, but he naturally had a way to deal with it.

I'm not afraid of your schemes and tricks, even though I'm cheating.

Upon arriving at the underground casino, he saw Liu Yaozu looking anxious and immediately approached him, saying hurriedly, "Mr. Nan, you've finally arrived."

"What happened?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette.

“There’s a guest in the private room named Qian Wendi. He initially brought five million as bets. But to my surprise, in less than two hours, he won over ten million on the sidelines! Now I’ve taken him to a private room to play VIP betting… but in less than half an hour, he’s won another three million, and he shows no signs of stopping.”

"That swindler is treating me like a cash cow!" Liu Yaozu said through gritted teeth.

"What do you want me to do?" Nan Zheng asked.

“After he leaves the casino, Mr. Nan will take care of me and them, and I'll give you 20% of the profits.” Liu Yaozu revealed his ruthlessness.

He knew that Lin Huai Le and his group were going to deal with Liang Zheng.

However, he didn't know how they were going to deal with it, and it was none of his business.

But now that something has happened at the casino, Liu Yaozu naturally needs to hire people to come and help.

"No need for all that trouble, just take me there to have a look," Nan Zheng said casually. He had just maxed out his level 10 All-Round Thousand Skills; wouldn't it be a waste not to use it?
"Okay." Liu Yaozu was also skeptical, unsure if Nan Zheng could handle it, but he finally nodded and led her to a private room on the second floor.

Once inside, Nan Zheng immediately saw Qian Wendi placing his bet with a blank expression.

The chips next to him were piled up like a mountain, and there were several other gamblers nearby, while the dealer was sweating profusely.

Casinos are for making money, not for giving away money.

New dealers like Mona have to learn cheating techniques, which are basically for ripping off gamblers, but they won't do it too obviously, and they might only cheat a few times a night.

After all, casinos are treasure troves, and changing cards is a slow and ruthless way of killing gamblers, treating them like pigs and slowly scraping them away.

If you just kill them outright, the gamblers definitely won't come back, and the customer base might even decrease.

Therefore, casino operators not only hold recharge promotions from time to time, but also give away large sums of money.

Simply put, it's about creating long queues of varying sizes.

Nan Zheng had spent her previous life in Southeast Asia and had a lot of dealings with this industry, so she was naturally very familiar with it.

The fact that the dealers are sweating profusely means that Qian Wendi is a master cheater. They know he's cheating, but the dealers just can't see anything wrong with him.

Perhaps these gamblers are also cheaters (casino swindlers who pretend to be customers to cheat), but they all have expressionless faces.

It's unlikely that anything unusual will be noticeable.

"Who's cheating?" Nan Zheng asked lazily as she entered the room, making Liu Yaozu's scalp tingle.

“Mr. Nan, there’s just something unusual. We need evidence when we’re out doing business.”

"You can't make things up without evidence."

"Oh—" Liu Yaozu quickly smoothed things over, and Nan Zheng nodded in realization.

He did it on purpose, but Qian Wendi remained expressionless, showing good composure.

Looks like he's really a master.

Just then, a man wearing a mink coat walked out of the restroom with a sinister look on his face and sneered, "Liang Zheng, long time no see."

"Oh ho, it's you?" Nan Zheng was delighted when she saw it; it was actually Lin Dayue.

Lin Dayue patted Qian Wendi on the shoulder and grinned maliciously: "I heard you have a stake in this casino? I came to support you right away."

"Tsk tsk, you won over 20 million in three hours, you really supported me!" Nan Zheng sneered. Qian Wendi had just won several million with a straight flush in Texas Hold'em, and now he had just pocketed 30 million from the casino.

“Liang Zheng, I know you only have profit-sharing rights, you're not the owner here.” Lin Dayue stared intently at Nan Zheng, his face contorted with madness.
“But I’m going to target you today! Either I win all the money in this casino, or you lose it all.”

"Liangzheng, aren't you usually so arrogant? How about we take a gamble?"

"Gambling, of course we're here to gamble... But with you? What makes you so special?" Nan Zheng said with a mocking expression, then glanced at Liu Yaozu, clearly surprised.

It seems Liu Yaozu really didn't know that Lin Dayue had sent Qian Wendi to cheat.

"A coward is a coward! Liangzheng, I thought you were very brave, but it turns out you're just a coward." Lin Dayue sneered, his eyes flashing with contempt.

"A bunch of bosses, they're all incredibly powerful in the underworld, but who would have thought they'd cower here, cowering like dogs... Bang!"

However, Nan Zheng suddenly produced a gun, raised her hand and pulled the trigger, shooting Lin Dayue through the brow and instantly blowing his head off.

Lin Dayue still had a smug smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with astonishment.

He then collapsed to the ground, looking completely bewildered.

Blood splattered all over the gambling table, flying wildly in the air, and everyone playing cards in the private room was splashed with the scalding blood.

Qian Wendi and his assistant Azhi's expressions changed drastically.

Even Liu Yaozu was so shocked that he took several steps back, looking at Nan Zheng who had fired the shot with a horrified expression.

Murder in a casino VIP room in a wealthy area? Are you fucking insane?
"Boss Lin... are you an idiot? You know I have a grudge against you, yet you still dare to show your face? Aren't you afraid I'll beat you to death? Do you fucking look down on me?" Nan Zheng sneered, walked over, and fired several more shots at Lin Dayue's corpse.

"Bet with me? Bet your mother on me!"

"Damn it, still taunting me so openly? You really want me to beat you to death? Well, now you've got what you wanted!"

“Everyone saw it. He begged me to kill him. I’ve never seen such a request in my life.”

Nan Zheng turned her head and pointed at Lin Dayue, who was dead with his eyes wide open, laughing and joking.

The private room erupted in commotion and screams. Da Jiao immediately blocked the doorway to prevent anyone from leaving, and Wang Jianguo immediately shouted for everyone to be quiet.

"You're laughing at a dead man, and you're yelling? Are you all disrespecting me?" Nan Zheng suddenly erupted in rage, kicking over the entire gambling table and pointing a gun at the others while cursing loudly.

"Shut the hell up!"

"Keep screaming if you want to die, I'll send him to see Lin Dayue right now!"

(End of this chapter)