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

Chapter 141 "139" Little Rich, the King of Assassins

"Location: Tseung Kwan O. Each of us will send out fifty gunmen to fight. Life and death will depend entirely on skill!" Lei Jiabao said with a sinister grin without hesitation.

"There just happens to be a cemetery in Tseung Kwan O. Pretty Kite, whoever dies will be buried here. Dare you take that?"

"Fine, if that's how it is, then I'll play along with you until your whole family is wiped out!" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and sneered inwardly.

I was just looking for an opportunity to take them all down at once.

If you've come to me of your own accord, there's no reason for me to refuse.

"Liangzheng, don't worry, I will definitely send you to your grave. I'll buy you a golden coffin in advance so you can lie down comfortably inside..."

"Stop talking nonsense. In two days, it'll be fifty to fifty, and I'll play along to the end." Nan Zheng said nonchalantly, as if she didn't care about the matter at all.

“Alright, then it’s fifty to fifty, but we can only use Black Star,” Lei Jiabao said directly, his tone cold and mad.

"Oh, I see..." Nan Zheng picked at her ear. "Since you're already dead, I'll grant your request. It's no big deal."

"It's a deal."

"Liangzheng, don't betray me, or I'll look down on you." Lei Jiabao then hung up the phone.

Wang Jianguo turned his head and asked, "Boss, what's going on in Tseung Kwan O?"

"Some idiot said he wanted to play a gunfight with me, and it was even a fucking 50 vs 50 fair match." Nan Zheng couldn't help but sneer, her expression full of mockery.

If we're talking about fighting with knives, then I can tell you what fairness is.

You're talking about fairness when you're playing with guns?

What is this if not idiot?
"How many gunmen have you hired recently?" Nan Zheng asked, smoking a cigarette.

Wang Jianguo thought for a moment: "There are more than a hundred already, and we're still recruiting on and off. But these days, only about three or four people come a week. After all, there aren't many people these days who are truly willing to fight and kill."

Most of them have wives, children, and families.

“More than a hundred is enough,” Nan Zheng said. “Tonight, leave fifty behind and take the rest to Tseung Kwan O.”

"Prepare food, drink, and sanitation supplies, and lie in ambush beforehand. As soon as Dong Sheng and his gang of bastards arrive, wipe them out."

“Ten thousand yuan per person before the job, and another fifty thousand yuan per person afterward. I will pay three times the amount for resettlement and medical expenses for those who are injured or die.” Nan Zheng waved her hand.

After all, it's a gunfight, not a knife fight; even those who have been on the battlefield only have one life.

Bullets don't have eyes, so you have to be prepared in advance, otherwise who would risk their life for you?

Needless to say, those from Tung Sing are also quite something. They're originally from the New Territories, and they're experts at handling guns and risking their lives.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to keep suppressing Hong Xin's men all this time.

They almost killed Hong Xin and his son.

Therefore, there must be quite a few gunmen, and their marksmanship might be excellent as well.

Don't expect these losers to follow the rules.

Bullets don't have eyes, and in a gunfight, anyone who follows the rules is a fool, with almost no exceptions.

"Dig out all the AKs, shotguns, and submachine guns we hid before. I'm going to take down those bastards from Dongsheng in one go in two days!" Nan Zheng said directly.

Lei Jiabao said they used Black Star, but he didn't say that Hung Hing members could only have Black Star.

Since that's the case, let's play them until they die.

Nan Zheng has always enjoyed playing not only shooting games, but also word games.

Because he has this strength.

"Don't worry, boss, I'll handle it."

“I’ll have them dig a hole and hide it tonight. As long as we can make money, what does it matter if they have to wait for days and nights?” Wang Jianguo laughed.

"After all, they're all ruthless people who value money over their lives."

“I forgot, you guys hid in tree holes and did plenty of assassinations back in Vietnam, you’re very experienced… So, it seems like I paid you too much.” Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

"Boss, you're not going to cut the price, are you? You can't go back on your word!"

"As long as we win, what's wrong with doubling my winnings!"

As long as you have experience and have fought similar raids, there won't be any problems.

There is a road in Tseung Kwan O Cemetery.

That highway is the only way, whether going uphill or downhill.

It is flanked by two large mountains on the left and right, so it is enough to ambush them from the two peaks, using the high ground to attack from the low ground, or launch a rapid surprise attack.

No matter how much they break the rules, they're bound to fail.

After a quick meal, Nan Zheng went to Shaw Brothers to meet with Shao Lao Liu.

"Boss Shao, it's been a long time."

"It's been a long time, Ah Zheng." Old Shao immediately stood up and gave her a hug.

He then invited the person to sit down, saying, "What brings you here today? You have so much free time to come see me."

"Isn't it still about that Young and Dangerous thing? I wonder if they've found a good candidate yet?" Nan Zheng said lazily, crossing her legs.

“There really is one.” Shao Laoliu picked up the phone, pointed with a smile, and said, “Wait, I’ll call him over right now.”

"Okay, I'll wait and see."

Within two minutes, a young man dressed in Bruce Lee attire walked over excitedly, turned around and said with a smile, "Boss, Brother Zheng!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems Boss Shao already gave us advance notice." Nan Zheng turned her head and said indifferently.

"Let me introduce you. This is Long Wei, a new action actor I've hired," Shao Laoliu said.

"Although he has only been with our Shaw Brothers for a few days, he has filmed a lot of action scenes recently, and his acting skills and other aspects are quite good."

"He also has experience in gangster life because his father used to be a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics."

"The Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS) was essentially the Nationalist Army. The Nationalist Army used to have a branch in Guangzhou's 14th Road, which evolved into the current 14K gang..."

"Boss Shao, you're not talking about this, are you? You can even make the dead sound alive." A hint of sarcasm flashed across Nan Zheng's face.

Shao Laoliu gave an awkward laugh.

After all, Lung Wai is one of his own actors, so of course he gets access to resources and is given priority.

Nan Zheng suddenly remembered that Long Wei was the superstar who became a sensation in "High Risk".

However, it seems that we haven't reached that point yet.

Since it hasn't become a huge hit yet, it means that the stand-in, Dadan/Li Jie, hasn't arrived yet.

The plot hadn't even begun.

If Longwei's stand-in were here, Nanzheng might still consider it.

"You're not as handsome as me, come on." Nan Zheng waved her hand.

“Brother Zheng, I can do it…” Long Wei was eager to show off his skills, but Shao Laoliu gave him a look and told him to shut up and leave.

Then he said, "Since you don't like it, Ah Zheng, I'll look for someone else."

"We'll see if there's a suitable candidate later, and then I'll let you know."

“Okay.” Nan Zheng nodded.

However, I didn't have much hope.

After all, Shao Laoliu is a boss, so when he asks someone to be found, he asks his employees to do it.

The message is passed down layer by layer, and by the time it reaches the bottom layer where it is executed, the message has probably already changed.

They might even go so far as to pocket money from their own people.

Nan Zheng doesn't overestimate human nature; her motivation is inherently greed and desire.

"Oh, right, there's something else I wanted to talk to you about, but I didn't have a chance to say it on the phone earlier," Shao Laoliu added.

"what's up?"

"Here's the thing, Juan'er hadn't finished filming her scenes in Yau Ma Tei, and then she went to Mong Kok... but there were a few thugs there extorting protection money, so she wanted you to help her out."

"Didn't it ring?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"It made a sound, but it's useless," Old Man Shao said with a smile.

"They were carrying guns."

"I see," Nan Zheng said, suddenly realizing.

"Just give me a call as soon as they arrive. Mong Kok and Tsim Sha Tsui are very close, so I can get there anytime."

"After all, I've taken 20% of your actors' salaries, which should guarantee me at least three or four million a month. How can I not do something? Otherwise, I'd feel guilty if I didn't masturbate at night."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Azheng."

Gangsters from different gangs always give each other face, since they're all local thugs trying to make a living.

But it's not necessarily the case if they're carrying a gun.

Who knows who the other person is? Does anyone know if they're a wanted criminal or a desperate fugitive?

If it were the people from the Big Circle and Kowloon Walled City, it would be easier to just make a quick buck and leave.

If it's those crazy people who come to cause trouble every day, they'll go on a killing spree if you don't give them what they want the first time.

That would be a truly undeserved disaster.

Such people do exist; on the contrary, there are plenty of them now and in future generations.

Because these people are just looking for excuses to take revenge on society.

Instead of confronting or seeking revenge against their enemies, they wreak havoc on the weak.

Everyone calls this kind of person an "incompetent beast".

……

On the other hand, after returning to Tsim Sha Tsui, Lei Jiabao eliminated a large number of disloyal henchmen, then reorganized the internal structure and quickly recruited forty or fifty gunmen.

He originally didn't have the ability, but Robinson had invested a lot of money before, and Lin Dayue also had tens of millions of start-up capital.

Therefore, he saved himself a lot of trouble and effort.

They can even afford to support gunmen.

He then made a phone call to Lin Huai Le: "I'm going to fight Liang Zheng to the death, give me a hand."

"How do you want me to help?" Lin Huai Le asked.

"I've made an appointment with Liang Zheng. Two days from now, fifty gunmen versus fifty gunmen. I'll bring enough men to fight him to the death. You need to bring at least twenty more men. I want to attack from both sides and turn that bastard Liang Zheng into mincemeat!" Lei Jiabao said fiercely.

Lin Huai Le was surprised to hear this.

He had originally wanted to find an opportunity to see how he could get rid of Lei Jiabao.

Now, Lei Jiabao and Liang Zheng both have the opportunity to get rid of each other.

"Okay, I'll spend money and manpower these next few days to gather enough people for you to take him down." Lin Huaile was secretly delighted; he hadn't expected to be able to reap the benefits from this.

"it is good."

"Young Master Lei, do you really have to go this far? As long as you're alive, you can always make a comeback. You still have several blocks of territory in Tsim Sha Tsui. Wouldn't it be better to conserve your strength and find an opportunity for revenge? Why do you have to fight to the death?" Lin Huaiyue couldn't help but ask again.

Lei Jiabao cursed loudly, "I don't know which bastard dug up my ancestral graves! I came back today and found that all eighteen generations of my ancestors had come out, even the ancestral hall was smashed, and even the ashes were scattered and thrown into the trash can to feed the dogs..."

Who else but Liang Zheng could be so inhumane?

"Hiss..." Lin Huaiyue couldn't help but gasp. They really were ruthless.

However, Lei Jiabao actually misunderstood Nan Zheng. Nan Zheng didn't even care about the entire Dongsheng, so why would she need to resort to such underhanded tactics?

All of this was done by Hong Fei. He worked overnight to destroy the Lei family genealogy for eighteen generations.

After all, Dong Sheng had treated Hong Fei's entire family the same way before, so this was a case of getting revenge.

"Okay, I'll take care of this for you. I'll have someone go there on time in two days." Lin Huaile nodded. He was now truly regretting getting involved in this mess.

Damn it, they're all crazy. After hanging up the phone, Lin Huaiyue called his trusted confidant He Hui: "Find twenty gunmen, be prepared, and take down whoever is weakest."

"But the priority is to take out Lei Jiabao."

"No problem, boss."

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng was woken up by Da Jiao's knocking on the door.

"Boss, those protection money collectors are here again."

"Alright, alright."

"Damn it, it's only a little past seven! Do those bastards not need to sleep?" Nan Zheng cursed, her anger visibly rising.

He Min, who was being held like an octopus, rubbed her eyes sleepily and asked, "What happened?"

"It's okay, you can go back to sleep." Nan Zheng pulled up her pants and got out of bed, cursing.

"You're not going to cause trouble again, are you? You just made such a big scene last night," He Min muttered. She knew that Huang Bingyao had led a raid.

"It's not that I'm causing trouble, it's that someone's messing with me! Damn it, I'll skin him alive!" Nan Zheng said fiercely as she put on her clothes.

Who can stand being woken up so early in the morning before their erotic dream has even reached its peak?

Do you really think gangsters don't have morning grumpiness?

"Be careful!" He Min called out from inside the room, just as the door slammed shut outside.

Ten minutes later, Nan Zheng arrived at the filming location on a street in Mong Kok and saw the director negotiating with several gangsters.

"Is it them?" Nan Zheng asked.

Big Foot nodded: "It should be. The director's voice is the one that called me to inform me, so it shouldn't be too far off."

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng cursed, got out of the car and walked over, kicking the leader seven or eight meters away. The sound of bones cracking could be heard in mid-air.

Immediately following was a bloodcurdling scream.

"Who the hell are you?" The remaining gangsters were taken aback and turned around to curse.

"I'm your mother!" Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with ferocity as she grabbed the person who had spoken and slammed him against the wall.

boom

A hole was smashed in the wall, and the man's head went right through it. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and his whole body and limbs went limp almost instantly.

The two thugs were so scared they immediately reached for their guns.

The big foot suddenly rammed into them, and the two of them stumbled. Wang Jianguo raised his hand, grabbed the other's arm, twisted it, and broke it, causing him to howl in pain.

The remaining one was knocked down by Shan Ying's high kick, and then kicked hard in the neck.

A cracking sound was heard at that moment.

His neck was twisted from being kicked.

After following Nan Zheng for a while, even Shan Ying became much more ruthless in her actions.

"Who else? Who the hell is there?!" Nan Zheng looked around fiercely.

Then he kicked the thug in front of him, sending him flying seven or eight meters away until he crashed into the wall and stopped: "Fuck your mother! Gathering up so early in the morning? Don't you get any sleep? Don't you want anyone else to get any sleep?"

"Which branch of the alphabet are you from?" Big Foot asked, stepping on the last person.

There were less than five thugs who came.

All four were ruined or crippled.

"I, we're with Brother Dog..." the man said in a panic.

Big Foot grabbed the person and pulled them up. Nan Zheng pointed at him with a fierce look in her eyes and said, "Lead the way."

"Otherwise, I'll bury you in cement and drive a live pile right now."

"I'll take it, I'll take it." The henchman was terrified and his heart was pounding.

He was just collecting protection money; how could he have imagined that the other party would go on a killing spree?

……

"I sent you to collect protection money, but you ended up paying half of it to an old lady crossing the street."

"I told you to chop someone up, and after you've chopped them in half, you lend the knife to someone else to chop a watermelon."

"Fuck your mother! You still say you served in the Golden Triangle? You were just picking up soap for those Golden Triangle soldiers, weren't you?"

Inside a tenement building, Brother Dog was cursing loudly at one of his underlings.

The henchmen around him were all mocking and sarcastic.

The younger brother opened his mouth, somewhat unable to refute: "They're an elderly person, so we'll help if we can."

"So I asked you to call for backup, and you went to fix someone's faucet?" Dog Brother said irritably.

"They are an orphan and a widow, they are very pitiful."

"If you're so kind-hearted, you shouldn't be out here in the underworld. You'd be better off becoming Jesus!" Dog Bro said angrily.

He has no idea what sins he committed in his life to have such a useless follower.

Just then, a henchman rushed in from outside.

"Brother Dog, something terrible has happened! Little Li and the others have all been crippled!"

"What?" Dog Brother turned his head and saw several henchmen outside the door being beaten and thrown into the hall along with the door. A group of fierce-looking thugs in suits swaggered in.

"Who's the boss here?" The young man in the lead turned around with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Who are you? How dare you touch my people..."

"You call yourself Brother Dog? Damn it! Chop them to pieces!" Nan Zheng cursed, and Wang Jianguo and his men rushed forward.

He immediately grabbed a stool and chair and started smashing them wildly, and in an instant, Dog Brother and all of Dog Brother's men were knocked down.

Seeing Wang Jianguo swing a chair at him, Xiao Fu narrowed his eyes, quickly dodged to the side, and then kicked the chair so hard it shattered and headed straight for his chest.

Wang Jianguo was immediately kicked to the ground, then quickly got up with a somersault.

The two immediately started fighting.

Big Foot and Shan Ying saw this and quickly stepped forward to form a trio to fight.

Scarface and his gang grabbed Dog Brother, whose face was bruised and swollen, and Nan Zheng kicked him so hard that blood and flesh flew everywhere from his face, and several of his teeth were knocked out.

He stepped on his head and cursed, "You fucking dare to take protection money from my men? Are you tired of living?"

"Who are you?" Dog Brother asked through gritted teeth. He was quite tough, not even letting out a scream.

"Who am I? I'm your ancestor!" Nan Zheng kicked him again, and Dog Brother slid sideways on the ground and crashed into a pillar. He immediately curled up in pain, vomiting bile and blood.

"So you can endure this much, huh? Beat this bastard until he begs for mercy." Nan Zheng sneered; he liked people with such a tough attitude.

Then he pulled out a gun and pointed it at Xiao Fu and his gang: "All of you, stop it right now!"

When Xiao Fu saw the other party pull out a weapon, his movements visibly paused. He took three or four steps after being kicked by Wang Jianguo and Da Jiao before he regained his balance.

This one is tougher; it can even stand up.

"what"

Scarface swung a knife and chopped off three of Dog's fingers. The guy finally couldn't take it anymore and screamed in pain, his body shaking on the ground like someone with Parkinson's disease.

With a snap of her fingers, she pulled the person up again. Nan Zheng turned her gaze to the bloodied and mangled Dog Brother, who gritted his teeth and said, "It's you, Liang Zheng."

"So you finally recognize me? Weren't you so cocky just now? Keep being cocky!" Nan Zheng kicked the man four or five meters away again, and this time he really couldn't stand up.

You're having a wet dream in your sleep and someone suddenly interrupts you. Are you some kind of heartless person?

"Stop!" Xiao Fu suddenly shouted, and Wang Jianguo slapped him across the face.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Little Fu was instantly enraged, but when he turned around, two guns were pointed directly at him.

"Move, you fucking keep moving, I'll kill you right now, you bastard!" Wang Jianguo spat out a mouthful of blood, his face contorted with rage as he stared at him with a gun.

Xiao Fu gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger, and clenched his fists.

“You’re even more awesome. Three of us couldn’t beat you.” Nan Zheng turned to look at Xiao Fu with a playful expression, clearly having recognized him.

The rich kid from "The King of Killers".

Instead of finding Jet Li from "The Courageous Rat," they found this Jet Li.

"Not bad, want to work with me? It's better than this doghouse." Nan Zheng was sweating profusely, finally letting out a sigh of relief, and casually lit a cigarette.

Xiao Fu gritted his teeth and asked, word by word, "Why should I follow you? And what right do I have to follow you?"

"Good, good, good!" Nan Zheng clapped and laughed.

"Two tough bastards have emerged from a doghouse. I admire how many talented people you guys can produce here..."

"Kill them all."

Nan Zheng turned and left without looking back, not even bothering to say a word.

Now it's people asking him for help, not the other way around.

If they're about to die and still talking so arrogantly, then let's just send them to their deaths together.

Cai Ming now has a companion.

click-

Wang Jianguo and Scarface quickly drew their guns and cocked them. Xiao Fu, seeing the group of thugs on the ground all looking terrified, suddenly shouted, "Wait!"

"Release the people here, and I'll go with you."

"We're all just trying to make a living, we haven't actually killed anyone, so why did you have to go on a killing spree?"

“You’re right about one thing, he’s just trying to make a living… but he’s taking money from my people, which means he’s ruining my livelihood. Does that mean he should kill my whole family? And wouldn’t it be reasonable for me to kill his whole family in return?” Nan Zheng stopped and turned to look at Xiao Fu with a mocking expression.

Xiao Fu was speechless after being rebuked.

Essentially, he's just trying to make a living, so how could he not understand that?

"I'm being merciful this time, but I won't be so lucky next time." Nan Zheng glanced at the half-dead Dog Brother on the ground, then turned and strode away.

Dog looked at Little Fu with an extremely complicated expression.

The good-for-nothing henchman he always looked down on ended up saving his life.

"Then please." Wang Jianguo put away his gun and stared coldly at Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu remained expressionless, then opened the door and got into the car.

"When did you get here?" Nan Zheng asked, crossing her legs and smoking, her demeanor arrogant and smug.

“It’s been less than a week since I arrived in Hong Kong,” Xiao Fu said.

"One day from now, I'm going to kill a group of drug dealers, all armed. Let's see how you perform." Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of smoke, too lazy to even offer any further explanation.

"Wang Jianguo, keep an eye on Brother Gou's men. If they don't behave well... kill them all."

"Why?" Xiao Fu's heart tightened immediately.

"You don't actually think you're that important to me, do you?" Nan Zheng pointed at Xiao Fu, her face full of disdain.
"This is a transaction. I only care about your performance, nothing more."

"If you want to save someone, you also need to have the right attitude towards saving someone."

"Okay." This time, Xiao Fu didn't say much. He understood that the young man in front of him was far superior to Dog Brother and his gang.

They were ruthless and cunning, and their skill levels were vastly different.

"When you're out in the game, you're all just looking for money. I really don't understand why you would save a big shot who's always looking down on you?" Nan Zheng suddenly stared at Xiao Fu, clearly intrigued.

The car started, and looking out the window at the increasingly distant tenement buildings, his impression of them grew more and more blurred. After a moment of silence, Xiao Fu said:
"He fed me; he was a good older brother."

(End of this chapter)