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

Chapter 142 "140" Why am I being shot every day?
"Giving you food makes you a good older brother? That's interesting." Nan Zheng looked at Xiao Fu, a hint of surprise and mockery flashing in her eyes.

"Looks like you really haven't seen much of the world. You think you can join the army in the Golden Triangle?"

"You know I served in the military?"

"Idiot, you're talking so loudly, even a dog could hear you!" Nan Zheng sneered.

He took a drag of his cigarette and asked, "Since you've been here for almost a week, how much have you made?"

"Thirty," Xiao Fu said after thinking for a moment.

"Three hundred thousand?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment. Is it really that profitable to buy land with a gun? She'll have to give it a try sometime.

"Thirty yuan." Xiao Fu touched his nose.

"Hahaha!"

The group burst into laughter.

"Thirty yuan? I'll have a girl give me a handjob tonight, and the tips alone will be three hundred yuan." Big Foot turned his head, revealing a wicked grin.

Even Shan Ying was stunned. Thirty dollars, could you even get a full meal on Hong Kong Island?

"That's interesting," Nan Zheng said with interest. Looking at it this way, this Brother Gou really is a good older brother. This Xiao Fu is like a good-for-nothing, good for nothing, yet he still manages to make money.

It seems like they often make long-distance phone calls in the story; Xiao Fu has an old mother up north.

The phone bill for one call would probably be more than thirty yuan.

"Do you have any family? Are they all dead?" Nan Zheng casually tossed her cigarette butt out the window.

Xiao Fu said calmly, "Only my mother is left, she's in the north."

"He served in the Golden Triangle, and he could take on three men without falling. I'd like to see if you're as good with a gun as you are..." Nan Zheng pointed at Xiao Fu:

"If you're cool enough, how about I give you 300,000?"

Xiao Fu stared at Nan Zheng in disbelief.

Wang Jianguo and the others, however, showed no surprise whatsoever.

Nan Zheng has always been generous with her spending. A while ago, when Xiahou Wu single-handedly took over Tsim Sha Tsui, she spent hundreds of thousands of dollars.

We are never stingy with our resources when it comes to capable people.

"Did you hear that? He only makes thirty yuan a week, while Big Foot gets three hundred in tips for picking up girls." Nan Zheng grabbed Shan Ying's shoulder, pulled her close to her chest, and whispered with a laugh in her ear:

"How about I give you three thousand, and you make a call for me once?"

"Get out." Shan Ying shoved Nan Zheng aside and angrily turned her head to the side.

Too lazy to pay attention to him.

"What, are you angry?" Nan Zheng pulled him close to her ear again: "I love your arrogant yet aloof gaze, it's such a contrast, don't you want to consider it?"

"Go to hell you!"

Dan Ying threw the cushion at her directly, and Nan Zheng quickly dodged backward.

The cushion hit Xiao Fu on the head.

His face turned red.

"Wow, they treat her like this as soon as she gets in the car? The girl is more powerful than the mistress, and the bodyguard is more imposing than the boss!" Nan Zheng laughed.

Dan Ying gritted her teeth, wanting to swallow Nan Zheng whole.

With no women around, this bastard keeps harassing people in the car.

Even though she was used to it, she was still angry.

……

"Boss Shao, it's all settled. Your film crew will definitely not be bothered anymore."

Back in Tsim Sha Tsui, Nan Zheng called Shao Lao Liu, and was in a fairly good mood.

Shao Laoliu smiled and said, "Azheng, I already know. You did a good job."

Thank you in advance.

"You're my sugar daddy now, so what's wrong with working for my sugar daddy? If you lose money, I lose money too!" Nan Zheng lazily returned to her office.

"Anyway, when I have time, I'll have to treat you to a nice meal. Don't refuse!" Old Shao was also in a great mood.

He originally thought Liang Zheng would send someone to do it, but he didn't expect her to go herself.

This was a huge favor to the Shaw Brothers.

After all, who doesn't know that Leung Kwok is now so famous in Yau Tsim Mong that she's practically on the moon?
With such a powerful figure backing her up, it goes without saying that anyone who tries to cause trouble in the future will have to think twice before offending Liang Zheng.

After all, we live in the era of clubs and organizations.

During the boom period, the police were incompetent, and everything related to business, merchants, and management... was inseparable from gangsters.

Don't be fooled by the fact that wealthy people can afford to support a rich man. But supporting someone is one thing, whether they respect you or not is another.

Even if a triad boss of Liang Zheng's caliber were to maintain ten gangs and tens of thousands of employees, he might not be able to produce a single one.

This is why Shao Laoliu was so happy.

Nan Zheng personally intervened, which is equivalent to supporting Shao's company and Shao Laoliu.

It'll make you look good if people tell you!

"By the way, I'll be starting to film the Young and Dangerous movies soon. Find me a director who specializes in gangster films, and I'll have Fei Jing go and give it a runaround so she can learn a thing or two," Nan Zheng added.

He remembered the gangster movies from his past life, the ones that Fat Jing finished in just a few days.

If he comes again now, we'll definitely have to let him have it.

After all, this guy is a shrewd businessman with an exceptionally keen sense for any business opportunity, not to mention that Fei Jing's family has been in the film and television industry for three generations.

Innate genetic talent.

It would be a shame not to cultivate them to make money for themselves.

“Sure, no problem.” Old Shao replied without hesitation.
"But you've already found the male lead so quickly?"

“Found it, you don’t need to do this. Just find me a director later,” Nan Zheng said.

He wanted Xiao Fu to play the role.

After all, he's the Kung Fu Emperor; he has almost all the action scenes, murderous intent, and ruthlessness you'd expect.

Not to mention, Xiao Fu here is a former soldier in the Golden Triangle, much more ruthless than the gangsters, so the filming effect will definitely be excellent.

As for whether Xiao Fu would be willing...

A few hundred thousand yuan would be enough to buy his mother a villa and a large courtyard, let alone a movie role.

It's not an adult film.

……

When Nan Zheng returned home at noon, she and He Min had just finished eating when they saw Hai Mimi on TV reporting on the news of the stabbing that had occurred outside the Serious Crimes Unit.

Fei Quan's naked body was photographed, with his lower body showing in large patches.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems the police are really angry. They can publish something so cruel and frightening to children so openly?" Nan Zheng exclaimed in amazement.

He has always been averse to the sight of blood.

Even though it's been pixelated, it's as if it hasn't been pixelated at all.

It's almost certain that the cop did it on purpose.

"Is this the assassin who tried to kill you before?" He Min grimaced.

Then, pointing at Hai Mimi, she laughed and said, "She said this assassin was targeting a model citizen, one of the top ten youths. Ah Zheng, is she talking about you?"

"Of course I'm talking about myself, who else would it be?" Nan Zheng said smugly.

Li Ying's two banners have just arrived.

This guy wasn't lying to me; I actually got it in just a few days.

It even made it into several newspapers and magazines.

“Who says there aren’t good guys among gangsters? Look, we can stuff newspaper articles into their mouths and tell them that I, Liang Zheng, am a good citizen and a great philanthropist!” Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

"You're the most powerful one," He Min said speechlessly, though she couldn't help but smile.

It makes me feel powerful when my man is on TV.

In reality, Wong Bing-yiu's purpose in doing this was to intimidate all the gangsters in Hong Kong, to openly tell them to behave themselves, or they might be the next ones to suffer the same fate.

After all, the news reports that the murderer was brought to justice, but it didn't explain why the murderer ended up like this.

It could have been an accidental car accident, or it could have been something the police did on purpose...

In short, this is an invisible, intimidating weapon.

After Wong Bing-yiu's actions, many gangsters in Hong Kong have indeed quieted down quite a bit recently.

But it will only be for a few days.

Even when they ran out of money and became poor, they still fought and robbed as they pleased.

As long as Hong Kong's policies and systems remain unchanged, the gangsters will never disappear.

It might even escalate further.

After all, the era of the Four Great Detectives has ended, and the police have found it increasingly difficult to control these gangsters. The more depressed the economy becomes, the more ruthless they will become.

The gang used to be run by the detective's glove-wearing gang.

They have long since turned against the Heavenly Gang.

"While I'm a good citizen and happy enough today, let's fire a shot first!" Nan Zheng grabbed a handful of her shapely buttocks, and He Min's eyes immediately flashed with cunning.

"I've started my period."

"It's alright, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, here..."

“I’ve been taking Xiaomin around a lot lately, and we’ve eaten a lot of snacks, so I’ve gotten mouth ulcers.”

"I have abrasions on my hands, my feet are blistered and still hurt, and I have a toothache... In short, don't even think about going anywhere else."

Nan Zheng: ? ? ? ?

"Damn it! What use are you to me then?" Nan Zheng cursed irritably.

He Min angrily punched him: "Are you trying to die? I came here just to sleep with you? Is that all you're here for?"

"Believe it or not, I'll really cut your hair tonight?"

"Damn, what a coincidence!" Nan Zheng cursed as she left the sofa.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"Going to the nightclub! They've already sent over the banner, shouldn't we go check it out?"

A living person can die from holding in their urine.

If I can't have sex with you, can't I have sex with someone else?

My special skill is unparalleled, and I can get a ton of girls!
Back at the nightclub, Nan Zheng immediately ordered, "A Wu, hang the banner that Li Ying sent in the most conspicuous place for me."

The kind that guests can see as soon as they walk in.

"So arrogant, huh?" A-Wu laughed.

"You have to take what you need and make up for what you lack! If you're not open and aboveboard, how can others know that I, Liang Zheng, am a good citizen?" Nan Zheng said with a laugh, without any politeness.

Then he called Big Foot and Shan Ying over:
"There's going to be a gunfight in Tseung Kwan O tomorrow. Those of you who don't understand it, aren't familiar with it, or aren't proficient in it, shouldn't go. Just stay here. Consider it a day off for you."

"Hey bro, you don't need to use this to block bullets?" Big Foot scratched his head and said.
Nan Zheng looked her up and down: "One or two is fine, but how are you going to stop one or two hundred?"

"Use your head to block it."

"Where are we going for a gunfight? Give me an address, so I can help collect your body if you die. It's 50,000 a month, after all. I'll feel guilty if I don't do something," Shan Ying said, putting her arm around his shoulder.

"You're dead, but I'm not!" Nan Zheng raised her middle finger and waved it.

"Damn it, I've seen incompetent bodyguards, but I've never seen a bodyguard curse his boss to die..."

"After I finish dealing with those bastards in Dongsheng this time, I'll come back and deal with you."

“You…” Shan Ying stomped her feet in anger.

After kicking everyone out, Nan Zheng made another phone call to Hong Fei.

"Hey, boss."

"Wait for my news tomorrow. As soon as the call comes, take your men and wipe out Dong Sheng."

"We don't have enough manpower. Should we bring in more people?" Hong Fei asked.

He currently has only a little over three hundred people under his command, while Dong Sheng has over a thousand.

"Not enough manpower? After tomorrow, you can send ten people to swallow Dong Sheng whole!" Nan Zheng sneered, not taking the group of eggs seriously at all.

Although Hong Fei had some doubts, he nodded in agreement.

He knew Liang Zheng was arrogant and ruthless, but she was definitely not brainless.

There must be a reason for saying that.

We'll see how it goes tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng began to ponder.

Gunmen are actually playing duels? Then it goes without saying that Lei Jiabao's downfall must have been part of a conspiracy.

After all, with so many people rushing in, even thousands of henchmen in Tsim Sha Tsui couldn't stop them.

After all, they were all gunmen; people aren't made of iron, so who isn't afraid of bullets?
The other party's reason for not doing so is probably that they know there are quite a few gunmen in Tsim Sha Tsui, and they are not confident in their ability to win, so they want to lure them out.

Once you understand this, things become much easier.

In fact, Nan Zheng guessed correctly. Lei Jiabao found out that Ye Weiyang Security Company had twenty certified bodyguards, so he dared not act rashly.

One is legal, the other is illegal; even if you can win a fight, you'll still suffer a great loss.

After all, the law protects them when they do it to you.

If things escalate too much, both the legitimate and criminal gangs will hunt you down, and that's when you'll be finished.

"Wang Jianguo, have the remaining sixty or so gunmen gone to Tseung Kwan O yet?"

"They went there the night you gave the order, and they've all hidden themselves away. They're replying to me with a message every half hour. It's still the same format, and there's nothing unusual in Tseung Kwan O."

"It's just that there are will-o'-the-wisps at the graves at night," Wang Jianguo joked.

"That's fine." Nan Zheng nodded.

Will-o'-the-wisp is actually a physical effect caused by the combustion of gas.

Many anglers in later generations often see people night fishing in remote mountains and wilderness, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

In the old century, information was underdeveloped and science was in a period of blindness. Many people did not understand this thing and always thought it was just a ghost story.

Because will-o'-the-wisps are most abundant in cemeteries.

Now that Wang Jianguo says those who hid it saw it from time to time, it means that their observation was meticulous enough, and that Dong Sheng's people were not in place.

Nan Zheng also felt that using veterans to deal with these gunmen was a bit too much of a bullying tactic.

Aside from the fact that each person only has one life, their tactics and reconnaissance capabilities are truly comparable to a dimensional reduction attack compared to these drug dealers.

However, Nan Zheng likes to bully people.

Why become a gangster if you don't like bullying others?

After returning home and sleeping until evening, Nan Zheng was about to talk to Qiu Di when Tai Bao called.

"what's up?"

"Boss, something's happened at the casino. A man in an American military uniform lost several million dollars and is throwing a tantrum here."

“American military uniform? Who? The president?” Nan Zheng said lazily.

"He's from Hong Kong, speaks Cantonese. He's got a bit of a strange temper, but he's rich, so I'm not entirely sure how to handle him," Tai-bo said directly.
"I have already sent people to investigate the details."

"Why don't we just find out about his background and ask him? I'll be there in a bit." Nan Zheng hung up the phone dismissively.

It's normal to encounter these kinds of people often in casinos.

No matter how rich or nouveau riche someone is, they'll still curse and swear when they lose badly.

Human nature is essentially like this: it only allows for smooth sailing and not dramatic ups and downs.

Just as someone who has witnessed prosperity would never allow themselves to become a scoundrel again.

So Nan Zheng wasn't surprised at all when a customer caused trouble after losing money at the casino.

However, he was surprised that the casino was in Tsim Sha Tsui and he knew that it was under his protection. How could the other party still be so arrogant?

That would be really interesting.

"Wang Jianguo, call Xiao Fu and tell him to come over and practice."

"Tomorrow is the gunfight in Tseung Kwan O, it's good to let everyone see our strength in advance."

"No problem, boss."

...After Nan Zheng led Xiao Fu and the others to the casino, they saw a man wearing a black military cap, black sunglasses, and an American military uniform throwing a tantrum.

Upon seeing him, Qian Wendi immediately jogged over: "Boss, you're here."

"What's going on?" Nan Zheng asked.

“I heard from his underlings that this guy is called Da Sang, and he’s currently the head of the Red Alliance.” Qian Wendi pointed to the furious Da Sang. (From the Hong Kong film *Funeral Director*)
"The leader was accidentally killed earlier, and later Da Sang and another person in charge fought over the leader."

Finally, Dangan also died.

Now, the Red Cross Society and many others say that the carrying pole was removed during a major funeral.

However, he also dealt with all those who disagreed, and now he is rapidly rising in power in the New Territories, wielding considerable influence.

I heard that besides the Tung Sing and Yuen Long areas, Da Sang is the strongest.

"Oh, so it was him." Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, then chuckled.

So it was this great funeral; he thought it was the great funeral of Dwarf Tian.

However, the Red Alliance Society did indeed have some skill in handling the death of Dangan. By using Dangan's death as a pretext, they ostentatiously summoned Taiwanese gangsters, the Mafia, and Yamaguchi-gumi yakuza groups to Hong Kong, specifically to create a false impression of power for themselves.

People in the New Territories now say that Tai Sang is the godfather of the New Territories.

That's certainly impressive.

After all, this funeral procession must have some skill to be able to invite so many people.

The movie itself wasn't very good; the whole thing about fighting to the death over a coffin was ridiculous.

"Was there any cheating?" Nan Zheng asked again. Casinos are for ripping off gamblers and fooling fools, so it's normal for dealers to cheat by switching cards for gamblers.

Qian Wendi shrugged: "No, he didn't even sit down and play ten rounds, so where would he find the time to cheat?"

"You lost over three million in ten rounds?"

"Exactly ten rounds, then I went all in and lost two million, so now I've lost exactly five million."

Qian Wendi was also somewhat dumbfounded.

With such bad luck, who can save us?

After all, five million is enough for a normal person to gamble for one night, and even if you're a pig, it's a steady stream of income.

Who would have thought that Dasang would lose everything in less than ten rounds? Even a god couldn't save him!

"That's fine then." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, trying her best not to lose her temper, and then walked over.

After all, it's a casino; harmony is paramount.

He has always been a refined and cultured person.

"You bastards! You cheated in this game, otherwise there's no reason why I lost ten games in a row. You stole more than five million from me in ten games!" Da Sang pointed at Tai Bao and cursed.

Taibao was also somewhat helpless: "Boss, you should think about it carefully."

We're in the casino business, and we're all about long-term, steady profits. Why would we mess with you for no reason?

Besides, you placed the bet yourself, so it's not our fault if you lose all five million.

"If I win money, do you think you'll share it with me?"

"I don't care about any of that, call Liang Zheng out, I'm going to have a serious talk with him!" Da Sang slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"Big Brother, you're so arrogant. If you didn't say you were being reasonable... I thought you were going to chop me up." A voice came from behind.

Taibao and Mona instinctively turned their heads and quickly made way for each other.

A young man in a suit and tie, looking smug and beaming, walked over with a big smile. He slowly lit a Marlboro cigarette in his hand, and the smoke swirled around him, as if it were the faint aura of evil and madness emanating from him.

"You're Liang Zheng?" Da Sang calmed down considerably upon seeing the newcomer.

"Yes." Nan Zheng sat down on the edge of the table with one leg, then glanced at the gambling table, which was a classic dice game of big or small.

He pointed to a few dice: "Brother Dasang, these are just some dice being shaken, not a game of 21. How could I cheat you?"

"If you want to cheat, you need to come up with a good reason."

"Does anyone here know how to customize dice?" Da Sang shouted.

"Wow, do you think the dealer is a gambling god? If he were, he wouldn't be a dealer here himself!" Nan Zheng sneered, looking at Da Sang as if he were an idiot.

"Enough with the nonsense. I'm here to do business. Draw a line and see how you can resolve this..."

If I can't solve this, then I'll solve you.

Da Sang's expression changed drastically.

"Don't be so alarmed, Brother Da Sang, I was just joking, just kidding!" Nan Zheng's cold expression suddenly changed again, and she patted Da Sang's shoulder with a laugh.

"That's more like it." Da Sang snorted a few times, then looked Nan Zheng up and down.

"Okay, then, you'll make a bet with me."

"We lost, so let's call it a day this time."

"Sure." Nan Zheng replied nonchalantly, while many of the surrounding guests watched with amusement.

After all, I'd heard of Liang Zheng stabbing people before, but this was the first time I'd ever seen her play cards.

"Tell me, what do you want to play? Dice?"

"Dice won't work! Like I said, who knows if you guys can customize them?"

"Let's play cards and see who's the biggest. I'll deal! 2 is the biggest," Da Sang said directly. Tai Bao glanced at Nan Zheng, who still looked indifferent.

Taibao then handed the playing cards to Dasang.

The man opened the large box and sifted through it haphazardly, leaving several cards on the floor. He picked them up, washed them again, and then dropped them again... It seemed he really didn't know how to do it.

However, those who are both concerned with saving face and prone to gambling are the real big fish.

A moment later, Da Sang placed the shuffled playing cards in the middle of the gambling table and then sliced ​​them in half.

"Who goes first, you or me?"

"Of course I'll go first!" Da Sang grinned mischievously, then quickly drew a card: the 2 of hearts.

"Hey, I won this time..."

Before Dasang could finish speaking, Nanzheng drew the 2 of Spades.

The outcome was decided in an instant.

Da Sang's face froze instantly.

"I know you deliberately shuffled some cards during the shuffling just now to hide your big cards in your hand... I've said it before, I'm an open business, if you try any more tricks, see if I don't chop you up and feed you to the dogs," Nan Zheng whispered in Da Sang's ear.

Da Sang's face was grim and uncertain.

"Boss, how about it? You're willing to accept the loss?" Nan Zheng asked with a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that there are still quite a few wealthy fishermen here, this guy would be the next Paper Flying Man.

"Let's go." Da Sang's expression shifted slightly, but he ultimately waved and led his men away.

"Okay, okay!"

"I never knew you were a gambling god, Liang Zheng!"

Many guests immediately applauded.

"Keep playing, keep winning." Nan Zheng told the fish to do as they pleased before walking into the office.

After closing the door, Qian Wendi said, "So he knew the dealer hadn't cheated, and deliberately lured you out so he could make demands and cause trouble here."

"Otherwise what? Don't treat everyone like fools." Nan Zheng pointed to her temple.

"No fool can be the leader."

To put it bluntly, Da Sang definitely knows some tricks, but whether he can cheat is still uncertain.

But he lost millions in less than ten games. He's not stupid; he knows he's really unlucky, the kind of person who's extremely unlucky.

After all, which casino dealer would treat a gambler who has just sat down like a pig and slaughter him?

Even a fool knows this is impossible.

After all, reputation and face are important in business.

Da Sang was aware of this, but he was unwilling to give up. So he tried to stir up public opinion and make a big fuss to get back the five million... but he didn't expect Liang Zheng to be even more cunning than the dealer. She had already seen through his little trick.

“Next time, you can deal with this kind of person.” Nan Zheng looked at Qian Wendi.

"If you're not satisfied, find a reason to cheat and just kick him out."

"Huh?" Qian Wendi was a little dumbfounded.

"With so many guests here, wouldn't it be a bit hasty to just make up any excuse?"

"Are you stupid? Hide the cards on him, frame him directly, and then feed him a few pounds of shit. Do you think he'll admit it?" Nan Zheng said with a look of contempt.

"He was in the wrong for starting trouble, he's lucky I didn't bury him!"

"Of course, it's not that we can't give him a chance... I just acquired a finance company."

If the suicidal fish is unwilling to accept defeat, then let Xiahou Wu come over and lend him some gambling money.

He's making money from both ends, I don't believe he can still complain.

Nan Zheng only then remembered that she also owned Ye Weiyang Finance Company.

Now the business loop is truly complete.

They ran a casino and lent money at the same time, making a fortune.

“Okay, boss.” Qian Wendi nodded.

"Investigate the Red Alliance Society for me. Damn, the godfather of the New Territories? I'm not even as powerful as him!" Nan Zheng ordered Tai Bao before leaving.

Upon arriving at the casino, he grabbed Mona's neck, who was resting, and pulled her up.

This immediately drew a gasp of surprise.

"Let's go."

"Boss, where are we going?" Mona asked as soon as she came to her senses, still looking a little silly.

"Of course I want to sleep with you. Have you forgotten what I asked of you before?" Nan Zheng grabbed Mengna's shapely buttocks, and Mengna's face immediately turned red.

"This this……"

"I know quite a few cheating tricks, I'll teach you some later. After you learn them, I'll let you manage the casinos in Macau. Your salary will increase at least tenfold." Nan Zheng made a promise to shut her up.

Mona's eyes lit up immediately: "Really? Boss, you know how to cheat?"

"Of course it's true! Didn't you see me beat that big loser just now?"

"I saw it."

"But it's agreed, we're only going to learn card tricks. We won't do anything else. I'm not a casual person..."

"Don't worry, I'm not a casual person! Everyone in Tsim Sha Tsui knows that I, Liang Zheng, am always affectionate and devoted."

"That's good, boss."

Women are all like that; they always need an excuse to convince themselves.

If you say you want to sleep with her directly, it will make her seem cheap.

Having an excuse makes all the difference.

For example, one can go up and down, left and right.

Even turning around and making a turn.

……

Nan Zheng left the casino with Meng Na in her arms, whistling in a good mood. She was about to go to the hotel across the street to book a QQ room, the kind with handcuffs and a little tail.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her temple. Nan Zheng instinctively touched it, then quickly realized what was happening and pressed Meng Na's head down.

boom!
A bullet struck a nearby utility pole, creating sparks.

"Killer!" Wang Jianguo shouted immediately and drew his pistol. Just as he was about to scan for the gunman, Xiao Fu instinctively saw a figure flash past the alleyway to his left, guided by his sense of ballistics, and immediately ran towards it.

"Here you go." Wang Jianguo followed closely behind, pulling out another gun and tossing it to Xiao Fu.

Xiao Fu suddenly stepped on a trash can, jumped up, caught the gun, then spun in mid-air, loaded the bullet, and fired—all in one smooth motion.

After several bursts of fire, three screams immediately echoed from the pitch-black alleyway.

Wang Jianguo was dumbfounded. "Damn it, are you putting on a circus show here?"
Before I could even react, I saw Xiao Fu charging forward like a bull.

Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, her expression dark and uncertain.

Damn it, I just went out to have some fun and almost got raped.

“Waaah…” Suddenly a muffled sound came from below, and Nan Zheng pulled Meng Na up.

Mona blushed and gasped for breath, feeling like she was about to suffocate.

"Boss, is there no need to be in such a hurry?"

"Damn, there was a gunman just now! If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would be dead." Nan Zheng cursed, then raised her hand and scratched it.

I must say, it's quite comfortable.

Seeing Nan Zheng's lazy appearance, Mengna blushed even more.

She would never actually believe that.

Tsim Sha Tsui is so safe, there isn't even a thief here at night, where would a gunman come from...?

But just as he thought of this, Xiao Fu dragged over a half-dead man in black.

He was also holding a gun.

"Huh? There really is a gunman?" Mona was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise what? I, Liang Zheng, am upright and honest, and I've always been charitable. Would I lie to you like this?" Nan Zheng retorted.

"Let me tell you, I saved your life tonight, you have to make it up to me."

"So how do you want to make it up to me..." Mona's eyes darted around.

“Let’s work through the night,” Nan Zheng said without hesitation, and Meng Na’s legs went weak just hearing that.

Nan Zheng thought this girl was a succubus.

It would be a real shame not to eat it.

There's no harm in not eating it.

"The man was shot again and is dead." Xiao Fu threw the assassin on the ground.

He pointed to the wound: "I shot him in the leg three times, and the last shot in the neck was from someone else."

"Damn it! They're using this trick again?" Nan Zheng cursed, her fierce aura instantly rising.

Mona, standing next to her, became even more frightened.

"What kind of move is this?" Xiao Fu asked, somewhat surprised.

Wang Jianguo pointed and said, "In the New Territories before, someone also killed a person like that."

Xiao Fu suddenly realized.

Wang Jianguo had thought Xiao Fu was already quite skilled, but after seeing him just now, he was surprised to find that Xiao Fu was even more capable than he had imagined.

I can't compare to them at all.

It seems that only his eldest brother can perhaps rival him.

"Go back and hand the man over to Taibao. Let him find out which side he's on." Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He immediately suspected that the man was from Dong Sheng.

Then he began to doubt the great funeral he had just witnessed.

After all, he had just become the leader and was known as the godfather of the New Territories. But he suffered a loss of five million and was outmaneuvered by his own hands. How could he possibly accept it?

That motive was enough to send a gunman to assassinate him.

Xiao Fu acted quickly enough; otherwise, if the person had escaped, it would have been difficult to guess what was going on behind the scenes.

Taibao arrived quickly. Wang Jianguo and Xiao Fu exchanged a few words before Taibao came over. "The boss is all settled. Taibao said he'll give you news tomorrow."

“Yes, he also said that the person who knows your location and has a conflict with you is most likely that Da Sang. The others may have enemies, but they may not know your location.” Xiao Fu added from the side.

"Damn it, once I've sorted out the Tseung Kwan O matter tomorrow, I'll skin him alive!" Nan Zheng pounded on the car door in anger after getting in.

How many times have there been gunmen this month? Before, I was being stabbed every day; now I'm being shot every day.

Why the hell am I so unlucky?

Anyway, whoever it is, if we can't find the murderer, then we'll eliminate all the suspects!
"Boss, are you alright?" Mona asked cautiously from the side.

"Nothing? I have something really important to do right now!" Nan Zheng grabbed Meng Na and said irritably:
"I almost got shot late at night, and I'm furious right now, not just a little bit!"

Seeing her boss's appearance, Mona trembled all over, and her legs subconsciously went weak and shook.

She felt she might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)