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

Chapter 143 "141" I still took you guys too seriously.
Mona lay on the bed, her mouth slightly open, her makeup disheveled, sprawled out, staring blankly at the ceiling, her eyes numb.

I stayed up all night, then again after waking up in the afternoon, and again after dinner...

It's just a matter of sleeping in a hotel, but it feels like torture.

My life is so hard.

"Waiter, I'd like to order." Nan Zheng yawned as she came out of the restroom and asked the waiter to bring in the Chinese food on a trolley. She seemed to be in good spirits.

After all, I've already vented all my anger from last night.

"Get up." After closing the door, Nan Zheng lazily walked to the bedside.

"No, no, I'll die if this continues..." Mona trembled involuntarily, her face filled with panic, and she almost had a seizure.

"I'm not a bad person, why would I let you die?" Nan Zheng pulled the person up, smiling as she pointed to the cart:

"Time to eat!"

"So that's how it is." Mona breathed a sigh of relief, but still looked at Nan Zheng with some fear.

That night, she felt as if she had seen a prehistoric crocodile, roaring wildly.

Destroy heaven and earth.

I'm feeling really scared right now.

"After you finish eating, I'll have someone take you home." Nan Zheng leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and was too lazy to tease the child anymore, lest she really push him too far.

He glanced at the crimson bed again and felt a strange mix of emotions.

He said Mona was a succubus.

Otherwise, who could endure being dragged and pulled all night?

Seeing Mona wolfing down her food, clearly starving, Nan Zheng chuckled and said, "Let's try something new tonight."

Mona trembled.

"I'm just kidding, I want you to rest a few more days. I still have things to do tonight!" Nan Zheng laughed, finding her amusing.

After dinner, Nan Zheng sat on the sofa in the presidential suite and watched TV.

Mona hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and walked over in pain, then pressed her body against Nan Zheng, lowering her head slightly to press against his back.

"Weren't you crying in pain? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" Nan Zheng asked without turning her head.

He was still very refined and scholarly.

In particular, the "wise man mode" is now activated.

"boss……"

"Call me Brother Zheng!"

"Brother Zheng, what are your plans for me from now on?" Mengna asked softly.

"Let's start as dealers. We'll see what happens at the Macau casino later," Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment. He had already made arrangements last night.

Mona hesitated for a moment, then bit her red lips and said, "I want to be your secret lover."

"Oh, what do you mean?" Nan Zheng turned her head, her face full of interest.

“I can do things for you! Cheating, dealer, inside man, and spy... I can do anything for you, Brother Zheng.” Mona said softly, but her eyes held a sharpness beyond her years.

"I don't want to live a mediocre life; I want to create my own world and weather the storms."

I went to university and have a good memory; you can ask Brother Qian about that.

I can basically learn any technique that others can't..."

"A secret lover? That's interesting. This is the first time someone has brought that up with me," Nan Zheng said with a smile. He could see through Mengna's ambition and audacity.

"tell me why?"

"Because it's profitable! A croupier's salary is fixed for a lifetime, no matter how much. Even if you, Brother Zheng, are interested in me, it's only 50,000..."

"I want to earn many, many 50,000s, countless 50,000s, just like you," Mona said, her eyes suddenly filled with desire.

Nan Zheng immediately clapped and laughed.

"Brother Zheng, what do you mean by this?" Mona suddenly looked puzzled.

"My point is simple: you're fucking wasted on being a croupier! No one around me would dare say that to me." Nan Zheng pointed with her cigarette between her fingers, her expression defiant.
"Stay in the casino first, let Tai-bao teach you how to gather intelligence, and let Qian Wendi teach you how to improve your memory."

After a while, once I'm done with my work, I'll naturally come over to see how you're doing.

Of course, if you don't perform well, then everything you just said was just nonsense.

I don't need a useless person around.

"Thank you, Brother Zheng!" Mengna was overjoyed and immediately cupped Nan Zheng's cheek and kissed him, but this aggravated her leg, causing her to wince in pain.

Nan Zheng shoved the person away, cursing, "You're already like this and you still cause trouble? I'll make sure you can't even walk now!"

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Another hour passed, and Mona lay dizzily on Nan Zheng's lap.

My face is a little puffy.

"If you've thought of it, you should do it. Don't let me down." Nan Zheng watched TV with a refreshed expression, and casually reminded him again.

Mona curled up into a ball, her eyes filled with seductive allure, then wrapped her arm around Nan Zheng's and nodded gently: "Mmm."

"Hmm, what does that mean? I don't understand." Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

"I said I understand, but my mouth hurts so I can't say anything."

Nan Zheng immediately burst into laughter, in a great mood.

None of the women around him could say such things as Mona.

Even with Ding Yao, it was just a transaction.

It was actually just a simple collaboration; there was no question of him risking his life for him.

Mona's words were essentially a matter of risking her life, offering Nan Zheng a second life.

Nan Zheng remembered that in the story, she worked for Liu Yaozu until her death, but later she was framed and shot dead by Liu Yaozu.

He at least seems loyal, and he's tricked the main characters several times, so he's not brainless; his intelligence is at least sufficient...

That's why Nan Zheng is in a good mood.

Having an extra life is like having an extra person taking a bullet for you.

Moreover, he does have many businesses, and it's impossible for him to manage them all by himself.

The white ones were given to Ho Man-tong and Judy, while most of the other parts were given to Tai-bao.

However, Tai Bao can't be in two places at once, so he can't possibly handle all the work.

Therefore, training another Mona would completely take on a lot of the work.

Even messages that are not being received can be received faster.

Nan Zheng remembered that in ancient times there were women's factories based in brothels.

He originally intended to give it to Qiu Di, but the girl ran away halfway through wanting to become a big star.

So now Mona is the best choice.

After watching TV for a while, Taibao called, and Nanzheng answered immediately:
"Hey?"

"Boss, I've found some information. The assassin is from the New Territories," Tai-bo said quickly.

"The New Territories? The New Territories again? Looks like I really do have a damn connection with the New Territories!" Nan Zheng continued, while groping her long, white legs and half-damaged stockings:

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng turned around and said, "From now on, let Shan Ying work with you. You just need to take care of the tasks..."

"Damn, she's asleep."

"I'm just too awesome! How lonely it is to be invincible! How lonely!"

……

Meanwhile, inside the Red Alliance Society, Da Sang looked at his underlings and cursed, "You can't even kill Liang Zheng, what use are you to me?"

"Boss, it's not that we were useless, it's just that Liang Zheng inexplicably lowered her head, and the bullet went astray. We were all stunned for a moment, we didn't expect the other side to be able to dodge bullets. By the time we reacted, his men had already rushed up," the underling said, feeling aggrieved.

He still doesn't understand why Liang Zheng suddenly lowered her head at that moment.

And he was with a girl in his arms.

It was as if he knew in advance that someone was going to assassinate him.

"Damn it, this bastard really knows how to shoot like a god? I don't believe he can actually dodge bullets!" Da Sang cursed, his whole body trembling with anger.

He then pointed at his underling: "But you're smart enough to take out the other gunman beforehand, so I wouldn't be exposed. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have let you off the hook."

"Let's just leave it at that this time."

"Thank you, boss." The underling breathed a sigh of relief. He knew Da Sang was ruthless, which was why he had killed him beforehand.

Otherwise, even if he ran back to the Red Alliance, Da Sang might not let him go.

"Boss, Liang Zheng isn't stupid. What if he suspects you?" the underling asked again.

"After all, you just lost five million, and he was assassinated as soon as he stepped out. This story doesn't stand up to scrutiny."

I think we need to prepare in advance, otherwise, given Liang Zheng's ruthlessness..."

"What are you afraid of? Does he have any evidence? Are there any witnesses? They're all dead!" Da Sang sneered.

"Plus, this guy has so many enemies. Who knows if they're just using this as an excuse to cause trouble?"
As far as I know, Liang Zheng already has enemies like the Lian Sheng, Dong Sheng, Dong Xing, Xin Ji, and the Vietnamese gang... and behind the scenes, there are countless others. Can he be sure who among so many people did it?

If he comes at me because he's in the wrong, I can come at him too!

“That’s true.” The younger brother nodded.

Da Sang was right; Liang Zheng really does have many enemies.

After all, he rose to prominence rapidly during this period; how could he not have made enemies?

But Da Sang also forgot that gangsters don't need any evidence to do their jobs.

"Don't worry about this." Da Sang patted his underling's shoulder, revealing a ferocious expression: "Damn it, swindled me out of five million? The only person who can swindle me and still survive hasn't been born yet! I promise I'll take care of him next time."

"Find out for me where Liangzheng likes to go. I want to get rid of him this week."

"Okay, I'll get on it right now." The younger brother nodded and immediately turned to leave.

"You cheated me out of five million? I don't want it anymore, I'll let you take the money to your coffin!" Da Sang said with a sneer, not taking Liang Zheng seriously at all.

Now that Da Sang has only recently become the leader, he is still known as the Godfather of the New Territories.

I felt incredibly smug.

……

"Damn it! Is it really this bastard?" Nan Zheng kicked over the table in front of her in a fit of rage.

Taibao was startled, then looked pained: "Boss, pear wood is very expensive."

"I was wondering why it was so heavy when I kicked it. Next time you should use a lighter one!" Nan Zheng slapped Tai Bao across the head, her face full of rage as she lit a cigarette.

"The crow flips the table, you kick it; are you two brothers?" Taibao muttered.

"What did you say?"

“It’s nothing. What I’m saying is that this assassin is definitely from the Red Alliance, no doubt about it,” Tai Bao immediately said.

"Why are you so sure? Tell me."

"I had someone check the model of the gun, and then I had someone check the black market people who bought the gun. Then I found out that the gunman's brother was a straw sandal seller in the Red Alliance."

At first, I didn't know who the gunman was, but most of the people in the straw sandals do liaison work for the community, so I thought it was probably not him.

So they traced it back to his brother. They found out that his older brother had recently joined the Red Cross Society and was preparing to be nominated for a permanent position, but he was still lacking the necessary qualifications.

"If I get rid of you this time, he should, most likely, probably will be able to take over." Taibao briefly explained the information he had found.

Therefore, this also verifies the importance of Nan Zheng's golden touch.

The firearms are all available for purchase and are very cheap. They also lack any model numbers or ballistic traces, making them impossible to trace, whether on the black market or by the police.

Buying things on the street is different; even Soviet goods can be traced.

Not to mention that the other party fired a shot, which made it even easier to find traces.

Unless it wasn't done by human intervention.

"Damn it, that bastard Da Sang! Once I've dealt with Dong Sheng, I'll make sure his whole family is wiped out," Nan Zheng cursed.

"And those two assassin brothers, they actually used me as a stepping stone to get a promotion? Take out the other one too, and let them go to the King of Hell to get their promotions."

"I'll send someone over right away." Seeing Nan Zheng's fierce aura, Taibao's eyes darted around, and he quickly ran out the door, afraid of being beaten again.

He's not blind; he can clearly see when he can stand and when he can't.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Who the hell are you?" Nan Zheng cursed as soon as she answered the phone.

"Liang Zheng, why are you so angry? Did you eat shit before you answered the phone?" Lei Jiabao sneered.

"Eat your mother! Do you really want to die?" Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with ferocity.

"Who lives and who dies is still uncertain." Lei Jiabao said through gritted teeth, his face contorted with rage.

"I'll be waiting for you after midnight tonight!"

"Okay, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, the phone was hung up, which made Nan Zheng even angrier. "Anyone can hang up on me now?"
"Wang Jianguo, call him over here!" Nan Zheng shouted outside, so angry that she almost chewed up her cigarette butt.

In no time, the casino hall was filled with fifty of them, each with a cold and numb look in their eyes, in good spirits, and their auras occasionally emanating murderous intent and ferocity.

As expected of a war machine that survived.

Generally speaking, people who have seen too many dead bodies on the battlefield become numb, because they have seen so many different kinds of corpses that they have long forgotten all their so-called emotions and desires.

My first thought was how to kill the enemy and survive.

After retiring, the shock is too great, so various aftereffects may remain, the most common of which are psychological trauma and personality disorder...

This is also why they seem numb.

"I'm sure you all know why I called you here." Nan Zheng didn't waste any words, standing on the gambling table and glancing at them before saying:
"Anyway, bullets don't have eyes. Whether you live or die is entirely up to you. I'm just responsible for throwing money at you."

"Don't worry, this time it's not just for you, it's for ourselves too," one of them said slowly.

Another person scoffed, "Dead people can't get money, so the other party is destined to die!"

"It's no fun when they're dead. Back when we were starving, we used to cut off the butts of live monkeys for steak. I haven't had that in ages, hahaha..."

They don't even need Nan Zheng to say anything; they'll create momentum for themselves.

"What a heartless and cruel bunch. I love your cruelty and lame jokes." Nan Zheng smiled and glanced at the crowd.

"Wang Jianguo, give each of you 50,000 yuan as an advance payment for your midnight snack."

"We'll leave right after we finish our late-night snack."

"Brothers, did you all hear that?" Wang Jianguo shouted immediately.

"Yes, squad leader!"

A group of people immediately shouted in unison, their voices powerful and their killing intent palpable.

His numb eyes instantly turned mad and bloodthirsty.

……

That evening, close to midnight, Lei Jiabao arrived at the foot of the mountain in Tseung Kwan O with a large group of gunmen in seven or eight vehicles.

After getting out of the car, he immediately ordered, "Line up all the cars in a row to prevent them from crashing into us."

"Drive two more cars in front of me, in a V-shape, so there will be cover if a fight breaks out."

"It's not like there's no cover when you're firing a shot."

"Boss, it's all done." A gunman came over and said a moment later.

Looking at the nearly fifty gunmen lurking behind him, Lei Jiabao's face twisted into a ferocious grin: "Everything is ready, Liang Zheng, let's see how you fight me?"

Then I made another phone call:

"Hey?"

"Young Master Lei, I'm already on my way. Brother Le is running for the top position so he can more easily support you in the future, so he sent me," He Hui said on the phone.

"If you don't dare to come, then don't dare to come. If you're afraid of dying, then just kill yourself. Why make so many excuses?" Lei Jiabao said disdainfully.

"But you can come if you want. As long as we attack from both sides, Liang Zheng is definitely doomed!"

"Don't worry, Young Master Le gave the instructions. I already know the plan in advance, so don't worry," He Hui said with a smile. "We'll be there in five minutes."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Lei Jiabao felt even more smug.

You're surrounded from both sides, how can you fight me?
I'd beat you to death even if I locked you up and beat you like a dog!

Lei Jiabao pondered for a moment, then looked at the two mountains above and his eyes lit up.

He immediately ordered, "Quickly, send ten gunmen each to the top of the hill. We'll use our superior position to take down that bastard Liang Zheng in a minute!"

"Boss, didn't we agree to a 50v50 fight right here?" one of the gunmen asked.

Lei Jiabao slapped him across the face: "Are you fucking stupid? Bullets don't have eyes. Why don't you do what the ancients did and have the generals fight one-on-one before the battle?"

“That makes sense,” the younger brother said, scratching his head.

"Hurry up and hide well, then call me so I can prepare."

"Row."

Soon, the twenty gunmen went up two mountains, which were actually cemeteries.

Gunmen crouched on the steps, keeping a close eye on the large number of vehicles that were about to pass by on the road.

Before long, Lei Jiabao received word that all twenty gunmen were in place.

Lei Jiabao was even more smug. First come, first served. Now Liang Zheng is doomed.
A pincer attack from both sides, using superior forces to strike from below, can easily riddle you with bullets!
Meanwhile, he was also wondering if Liang Zheng would become suspicious if she came and saw that so many people were missing from his place.
Before he could think much of it, a whole bunch of Toyota Hiaces came rushing in from the opposite lane, with a huge Chevrolet in the middle.

It was completely dark around them, but with so many headlights, anyone who wasn't blind could clearly see that it was Liang Zheng's car.

Lei Jiabao sneered and stepped forward, about to speak, when a loud shout came from the other side: "Fuck you, kill him!"

Lei Jiabao's expression changed drastically.

A dozen or so Toyota Hiace vehicles immediately pulled out all sorts of long and short guns and extended them out of the windows, and huge flames and erupting sounds instantly resounded throughout Tseung Kwan O.

Bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

In just a moment, seven or eight people in Dongsheng were riddled with bullets. Lei Jiabao scrambled back, his face filled with terror.

Even with his quick reflexes and powerful firepower, he still lost a leg.

He hid behind the car and screamed loudly.

"Liang Zheng, you bastard, you don't follow the rules! You said you'd only use Black Star!" Lei Jiabao looked at his wound in horror, shouting angrily, his fear growing even stronger.

The sunroof of the Chevrolet was opened, and Nan Zheng stood up, swung her arm and threw a bundle of hand grenades over, laughing loudly, "Rules my ass!"

boom

A crater was blown into the middle of the seven or eight vehicles, and several gunmen were instantly killed on the spot, followed by limbs and dismemberment scattered all over the ground.

The gunmen lying in ambush on the mountain were taken aback. Just as they were about to make their move, dozens of veterans hiding in the pit all drew their guns and opened fire.

They were riddled with bullets almost instantly.

These veterans were all dressed in camouflage, with three stripes painted on their faces, making them extremely well-disguised.

Some of them were even lying right behind the gunmen, but the gunmen didn't notice them at all.

I couldn't even hear him breathing.

It's easy to see how overwhelmingly entertaining content is compared to professional content.

On two hilltops, more than thirty veterans on each side advanced with long guns and short cannons, fighting on the hilltops and then on the hillsides. Some even sneaked around to the rear, quickly raiding Lei Jiabao's position and killing three or four gunmen.

In less than a minute, the people of Dongsheng were either dead or wounded.

However, at that moment, the veterans on the mountain suddenly seemed to receive some kind of command. They passed hand signals from one person to another, turned around and ran back quickly, then swooped down, and finally ran wildly!

Nan Zheng also sensed something, but didn't care. She had Wang Jianguo lead a dozen men to draw fire and charge straight in.

Nan Zheng's firepower is too intense, with AKs, grenades, and damn shotguns...

No matter how many gunmen Lei Jiabao had, they couldn't withstand such a beating.

After all, people aren't made of iron.

Most importantly, three or four cars were lined up in a row in Dongsheng, blocking their own way.

Even Nan Zheng was filled with disbelief, unable to understand why someone could be so stupid as to block their own escape route.

Are they trying to emulate Ma Su by resting on the mountaintop?
No wonder a few grenades were enough to kill or cripple most of them.

He can't get away!
The people in front of them were Nan Zheng's men, and the mountains on the left and right were also Nan Zheng's men. Their escape route was blocked by Lei Jiabao's order. Where could they run to but wait to die?

Do you really think Xiang Yu's strategy of "breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats" would still work in modern times?

That's because Xiang Yu had never seen what an AK was.

Times have changed, sir!
Several veterans drove their Toyota Hiace straight over, followed by several others who set up AKs in the back window and kept firing at the gunman on the ground.

The coordination and combat tactics were very close, and the gunfight ended several times faster than Nan Zheng had expected, stopping in less than five minutes.

However, a dense barrage of gunfire came from behind, about a hundred meters away.

Nan Zheng didn't care about any of that; she figured Scarface and his team would handle it anyway.

Do you really think all these dozens of veterans are dead?
The gunfire quickly stopped, and Nan Zheng slowly walked over, only to find that the ground was littered with severed limbs.

Several of them were so badly disfigured that they were unrecognizable as human.

"Wang Jianguo, your comrades used to kill F and retired with honors? How come they are all so cruel?" Nan Zheng grimaced as she looked at them.

After all, he has always been averse to the sight of blood.

I'm afraid when I see it.

"They've gotten carried away, haven't fought a war in ages," Wang Jianguo said, limping along.

"What the hell are you doing? You got shot?" Nan Zheng looked around and saw that all the veterans were excitedly finishing off the wounded soldiers, as if none of them were injured.

Damn it, I really took those idiots from Dongsheng too seriously.

They brought over a hundred people, and even devised tactics and various ambush plans...

It seems like none of our side died?

"No, I just ran too fast and my leg cramped up," Wang Jianguo said somewhat awkwardly, which made the group behind him laugh.

Nan Zheng looked her up and down and sneered, "Well, you really are glorious."

"Our only victim in the gunfight has emerged."

Wang Jianguo was even more embarrassed.

The group of veterans behind them laughed even louder.

“Your older brother has done this kind of embarrassing thing more than once or twice. You should learn from his shamelessness.”

Nan Zheng then turned to look at the dying Lei Jiabao, a mocking smile on her face: "Trying to outsmart me? An ambush? A sneak attack on the mountain? Do you think I'm dead?"

"You're breaking the rules!" Lei Jiabao gritted his teeth, his face filled with resentment, but even more so with fear.

Little did he know that Liang Zheng had already thought of what he was thinking, and that his attempt to ambush her would backfire.
After all, he was just a gang leader.

Having this kind of brain is already quite impressive.

"Tell me, your dad, Fei Quan, and Lin Dayue that you guys are too weak, so weak that I've even underestimated you and lowered my expectations even further... You're such trash, you might as well be a pure slut who only watches porn and masturbates in your next life." Nan Zheng shot Lei Jiabao in the head, and blood splattered everywhere.

The top of his head flew off.

He collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted.

There was no longer any resentment in Lei Jiabao's eyes, only fear and regret.

"Hello?" Suddenly someone called, and Nan Zheng picked it up and answered.

Scarface said directly, "Boss, we just discovered another group of gunmen, about twenty or thirty of them, and we've taken care of them all."

"It's fine as long as it's taken care of. The underworld is short-staffed. Meng Po's hands are getting tired from ladling soup all by herself. Shouldn't we send these laborers down to help out?" Nan Zheng was in a rare good mood and even told a lame joke.

“Okay,” Scarface said directly.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng thought about it for a moment and concluded that it was probably the reinforcements that Lei Jiabao had found.

Damn it, this bastard has absolutely no manners!

Fortunately, I didn't tell anyone.

"Light the firecrackers we bought, clean up the floor and get it done. If anyone asks, just say there's good news, let's have a good celebration tonight." Nan Zheng waved her hand again.

Using firecrackers to cover up the smells of gunpowder and blood is the best approach; even gunshots can be passed off as gunfire.

Especially since this is a cemetery, and also a Hong Kong-style world map, the map is quite large, and there is still a long distance between it and where people live.

Who in their right mind would come to this godforsaken place to watch a show late at night?
As long as the floor is cleaned before 6 PM, tomorrow will be another peaceful day for society.

However, Nan Zheng still admired Lei Jiabao. With mountains and water here, it's amazing that he could find such a good place to lie down.

At least it's much better than those losers like Fei Quan and Lin Dayue. After all, even though Lei Jiabao died, there was still the philanthropist Nan Zheng to help him collect his body.

I've finally found my way out of this world.

"By the way, where's that bastard Xiao Fu? He disappeared when the battle started. Did he desert?" Nan Zheng looked around but didn't see him, so she started cursing.

"There!" Suddenly someone pointed, and a menacing figure immediately walked out from the street, head down, carrying four mangled corpses in his left and right hands.

“That’s interesting.” Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

This guy probably realized that the scene here was too big, and he didn't need to come and join in the fun.

Instead, they kept watch from the shadows, looking to see if any had slipped through the net.

Wang Jianguo counted them briefly, and including the four corpses and Lei Jiabao, there were exactly fifty.

"Not bad, this 300,000 can be considered spent." Nan Zheng smoked a cigarette, a wanton laugh spreading across her face.

As soon as Xiao Fu arrived, everyone immediately started cleaning up the mess.

Soon, a dense barrage of firecrackers went off. Wang Jianguo covered his ears and shouted, "Boss, this is a cemetery! Your excuse just now doesn't seem to hold water, does it?"

"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married."

"Ghost marriages won't do. Who says marriage has to be between living people?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

Then he walked away and took out his phone again to make another call:
"it's me."

"You can start now."

(End of this chapter)