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

Chapter 147 "145" Shocking Reversal

"Damn it! Those bastards from the Red Alliance, why are they attacking us all of a sudden?" Camel cursed angrily as he watched the hundreds of Dongxing men fighting Da Sang's henchmen outside the villa.

The old man with white hair hurriedly said from the side, "Da Sang died an hour ago. Everyone outside is saying that it was done by our Dongxing in order to swallow up the Red Alliance. Now everyone in the Red Alliance has turned against us."

"Fuck your mother! When the hell did I say I wanted to annex Dasang?" Camel said angrily.

Who can stand being unfairly blamed for something like this?

After a moment's thought, Camel's face turned very ugly. Could it be Liang Zheng who did it?
After killing the person, they shifted the blame to Tung Sing?

Just then, Crow slashed down two henchmen and dashed over, shouting, "Boss, the Red Alliance guys found a huge zombie in a bar! It's our East Star's territory!"

"grass……"

The camel felt like it had been fucked.

Now he was absolutely certain that this was the work of that little bastard Liang Zheng.

Because the camel's purpose and strategy from beginning to end was to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.

He didn't even know where the funeral was, how could he possibly kill someone?
Especially now that the body is within the Dongxing area.

But the news had already spread, and the Red Alliance had found them. They were caught red-handed, and there was no way to defend themselves.

"Old Ding, isn't Da Sang even more hated by everyone in the Red Alliance than I am? Why are so many people from the Red Alliance coming to help him get revenge?" Crow shouted.

The old man with white hair had a gloomy expression: "This is because they all treat Dongxing as a whetstone. Whoever strikes the hardest and uses the most ruthless methods will be the most qualified to be the leader."

"Revenge for the massacre is just a pretext; the real purpose is to divert attention from the internal conflicts within their Red Alliance."

"Damn it, why is it so complicated to kill someone? I might as well just go and fight Chan Ho-nam."

The crow grumbled and cursed, then turned around and saw that two or three hundred more people from the Red Alliance were coming to attack. It was so frightened that it almost threw the old man out.

The crow's eyes darted around. Why not take this opportunity to kill the camel, then shift the blame and become the leader of Tung Sing himself?

He's been annoyed with Camel for a long time because he's always talking about making peace.

"You bastards! Do you really think we're made of clay?" Camel was furious, waving his hand and shouting:
"Gather the five tigers, and tonight we'll take over the Red Alliance Society."

"no problem!"

"Leader, kill them!"

The Dongxing group, who were engaged in a fierce battle, roared in anger.

Yuen Long has always been their stronghold; they're the ones who attack them, when have they ever been attacked by others? This infuriated the Tung Sing members.

The camel's face also looked very unpleasant.

Because he only wanted to sit back and watch the tigers fight, and then reap the benefits.

I never expected that the process was right, but the ending was wrong.

Not only did they not gain any benefits, they were also tricked by Liang Zheng.

Even if they swallow up the Red Alliance Society, Dongxing won't make any money in the short term.

With so many people dying or getting injured, it will cost a lot of money to maintain them once the number of workers increases!

……

"this is yours."

In the basement, Nan Zheng sat on the sofa and pulled a purse from the floor, tossing it to Ji Shaoqun.

Ji Shaoqun grabbed his hand, opened the briefcase, and immediately laughed: "Mr. Nan, ten million worth of goods? That's quite a generous offer."

"It seems my position as senior inspector is not secure."

After Ji Shaoqun swallowed Lian Haolong's batch of goods, he was promoted three ranks in one year, becoming a senior inspector.

Now that he's saying he can't hold his position, it definitely means he's going to take over again.

However, Nan Zheng was not surprised by this; in the story, Ji Shaoqun was also promoted three ranks in a year. "There's one more thing to do."

"Mr. Nan, please give your instructions." Ji Shaoqun zipped up his briefcase without hesitation.

"Find someone to cause some trouble for Dongxing, preferably enough to leave them half-dead, so disgusting that they want to kill you, and they don't know where to stab you with a knife..." Nan Zheng briefly explained the situation.

Ji Shaoqun understood immediately and smiled, "I will naturally do what Mr. Nan asked me to do."

“From now on, I'm the one who killed Da Sang, and I'm the one who disposed of him! Mr. Nan, you won't try to take this credit from me, will you?”

"Ji sir, do you know why I gave you the goods? Because you fucking know how to get along with people!" Nan Zheng pointed and laughed loudly.

"Let's go." Ji Shaoqun was also in a great mood, grabbed his purse and left.

Nan Zheng returned to her office and called A Wu over: "How's things going in the New Territories?"

"A fight has broken out, and it's escalating quickly," A-Wu reported the news he had received.

"Now everyone in the Red Alliance is saying they want revenge, and they've gathered a lot of people very quickly, drawing up over a thousand in no time. In just half an hour, they've completely wrecked Tung Sing's territory, and the whole of Yuen Long is in chaos."

They started killing in broad daylight, and the police there couldn't control it at all.

"Isn't this good? This is good! Otherwise, how can we prove that the camel is ruthless?" Nan Zheng said with a cold laugh as she smoked.

Trying to play the victim with me? I'll make you regret it!
The New Territories are different from other places; there are no rules or regulations governing them there.

Most of the police officers and cops come from almost the same village.

Compared to the main island and the peninsula, the New Territories are more unscrupulous and more barbaric and domineering.

To put it bluntly, the triads and police in the New Territories can openly collude with each other because they have their own rules and order.

In addition, there's not much profit to be made, so there are many shills and desperados.

The Westerners don't really care, so it's become its own little world.

If a village produces both gangsters and corrupt officials, and they all come from the same family tree, then if anything major happens, they'll try to cover it up from each other.

That's why they dared to act in broad daylight.

However, the more chaotic the better, and Nan Zheng didn't mind causing them some more trouble.

"Tomorrow is the deadline for submitting the monthly accounts again. Has anyone been late?" Nan Zheng asked.

A-Wu thought for a moment and nodded: "There are more than 30 companies. Most of them said they can't make money, so they want a few more days to buffer."

"Buffer time? I'll give you a damn buffer time!"

"The entire Tsim Sha Tsui area is the same. Before, seven or eight gangs could collect protection money from a whole street and they could pay it. Now, one gang can't pay? Do they think I'm dead?"

“Without those thugs and gangsters taking more money, which boss isn’t making several times more money than before?” Nan Zheng’s eyes immediately turned cold.

"Am I so focused on killing gangsters that I've forgotten about killing them?"

"I'm not sure about that. Anyway, they often delay payment for a few days and then make up for it later. I don't see any major problems, so I don't care," A-Wu said after thinking for a moment.

He was just someone who did things for money, and he didn't really know much about collecting land.

"Bring them here. I need to see this bunch of idiots right now."

"Damn it, do you really think I'm some kind of saint?"

……

After returning to the anti-drug team, Ji Shaoqun went directly to Situ Jie to report on his work.

After listening to the whole story, Situ Jie leaned back in his chair with a playful expression, picked up a pen, and tapped it on the table, making a tinkling sound.

After a short while, he said, "Shaoqun, I seem to remember that the Honglian Society's funeral seems to have had some conflicts and grudges with Hongxing Liangzheng?"

"He was nearly killed by a bomb not long ago, and now you've taken care of him?"

"It was because he was half-dead from a bomb that I found an opportunity to rid the people of this scourge," Ji Shaoqun said without batting an eye.

"Is that so?" Situ Jie asked with a forced smile.

"How come I remember that Lian Haolong was also taken care of because of a conflict with Liang Zheng, and then you got the goods..."

Shaoqun, I don't believe in coincidences, especially since this isn't the first time.

"You don't happen to have some kind of collaboration with Liang Zheng, do you?"

"Regardless of whether we cooperate or not, I am here to share Officer Situ's burdens. Without Officer Situ's strong support behind the scenes, Shaoqun would never be where he is today!" Shaoqun immediately gave a solemn military salute.

Situ Jie laughed even more heartily.

He wasn't stupid, so he naturally didn't believe that Ji Shaoqun could solve a major case on his own in one or two attempts.

However, what Situ Jie was concerned about was not that at all, but whether he could benefit from it.

In retrospect, Ji Shaoqun was truly sensible.

Situ Jie was so perceptive that even he himself didn't know how to describe him.

"What do you want to do?" Situ Jie asked.

"It's very simple," Ji Shaoqun said bluntly.

"Now that we've taken care of the funeral, we should strike while the iron is hot and destroy the entire Red Alliance, relieving the police force and Chief Situ of their burdens."

"Right now, the Red Union and Dongxing are locked in a fierce battle. We can take advantage of this opportunity to buy up stocks at rock-bottom prices and launch a crackdown on drug dealers with names starting with 'two', striving to uncover more illegal transactions."

“It is our duty to share the burden of the police force, especially for scum like him who has taken drugs.” Situ Jie neither refused nor confirmed, but he was definitely tempted.

After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Shaoqun, is this your idea, or someone else's?"

The implication is whether Liang Zheng was involved.

"Reporting to Commander Situ, I have accurately obtained the location of Dongxing's powder storage facility. The undercover agent I dispatched also reported the same location. It's the same one, so there shouldn't be any problem," Ji Shaoqun said directly.

Situ Jie smiled and straightened his back slightly: "Okay, then I'll personally lead the team tonight."

"These criminals must be made to pay the price they deserve."

"Thank you for your support, Commander Situ!"

What Ji Shaoqun just said was basically saying that regardless of whether outsiders are involved, he has already done everything he was supposed to do.

We're just waiting for you to come and grab a bargain and boost your sales.

Situ Jie was a smart man, so he naturally understood what this meant.

He is also an ambitious person who wants to reach the level of Constitutional Commissioner, so how could he possibly refuse?
……

"Why didn't you pay?" Nan Zheng asked casually, crossing her legs as she looked at the thirty-odd shop owners standing in front of her in the hall.

One of the bosses laughed and said, "Brother Zheng, it's like this, something happened at home these past few days, so I'll have to pay a little later."

“That’s right, something happened in my family too, and we desperately need money to save our lives,” another person said.

There are various other reasons as well.

Nan Zheng took out the property management registration book and glanced at the information of the two bosses who were talking.

"Mr. Li and Mr. Zhou, right? What a coincidence that your whole family has run into trouble?"

"Everyone has their ups and downs, there's nothing we can do about it," Boss Zhou said with a smile.

"But judging from your expression, it doesn't seem like something happened to your family... What, do you have a grudge against them? Or are you happy that your whole family is dead?" Nan Zheng said with a forced smile.

Mr. Zhou's smile froze instantly.

"Bring them here." Nan Zheng made a phone call, and in less than ten minutes, A Wu brought over a woman and a child.

When Boss Zhou turned around, his expression changed drastically.

"Mr. Zhou, you only have your wife and children in Hong Kong. Your parents died more than ten years ago... Tell me, where else in your family are you sick? Hmm?"

"One works at a news station, and the other dances in a kindergarten. They don't seem to be sick, do they?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and smiled broadly.

Mr. Zhou broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn't expected Liang Zheng to actually bring her family. He quickly said, "Brother Zheng, please let me explain..."

"Fuck your mother! Do you think I'm stupid?" Nan Zheng suddenly kicked him, sending him sprawling to his knees, writhing in pain and nearly vomiting bile. She then grabbed a beer bottle and threw it on the ground.

"Didn't you say you were sick? Okay, then I'll give you the chance to be sick."

"Your wife or your child, just pick one and shoot them in the head. That's it. I'll give you time to raise the money this month."

"After all, I'm not a bad person. I, Liangzheng, am known for my kind heart! How could I not give you enough time to pay?"

"Go ahead." Nan Zheng waved his hand, and A Wu immediately shoved the beer bottle into his hand. Boss Zhou was so frightened that he trembled all over and was scared out of his wits.

The people standing in the lobby were also drenched in sweat. Boss Li swallowed hard, his hair standing on end in shock.

Who would have thought that Liang Zheng would actually pursue this to the end?
“Brother Zheng, I suddenly remembered that I had some money in my account before, and I’ll give it to you now.”

"Yes, I'm old and my memory is failing. I'll go get the money in a bit."

"Mr. Nan, I'll give you this month's property management fee right away..." The group of people immediately changed their tune, not at all like they were short of money.

Boss Zhou's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, saying, "Zheng, Brother Zheng, please give me a chance. I will never dare to do it again. I was wrong."

"I told you to hit me, not to admit your mistake," Nan Zheng said disdainfully. A Wu grabbed him and lifted him up with a beer bottle.

Boss Zhou was almost in tears.

"Three times, three times the property management fee! Brother Zheng, I really know I was wrong."

"I can raise three times the property management fee within three days, right? I can do it today."

"Oh, then why did you say you had no money?" Nan Zheng asked with a mocking expression.

"I... I recently started supporting a Miss Hong Kong, and all my money is in her hands..." Mr. Zhou said hesitantly.

Mr. Zhou's wife was initially quite scared, but upon hearing this, she completely lost it.

He snatched the beer bottle and smashed it over his head: "You bastard! You deserve to die!"

"Wuhu, the six kingdoms bestow grand titles upon the prime minister." Watching the woman slap Boss Zhou's face repeatedly, A-Wu, with a look of amusement on his face, took a few steps back.

Mr. Zhou clutched his bleeding head, watching his wife and children storm off. He wanted to chase after them, but when he turned around, he saw the ruthless man sitting on the sofa without saying a word. He forced a smile and said through his pain, "Brother Zheng, I'll go out and raise the money right now."

"No need." Nan Zheng said with a disdainful expression.
“Since I don’t have the money to pay the management fee, I’m not an unreasonable person… Xiahou Wu.”

"Here it is." Xiahou Wu immediately took out a money box from his office, containing about ten million.

"Well, I just started a finance company, and I have plenty of funds to lend to you all right now." Nan Zheng pointed to everyone:

"If Boss Zhou initially said he would charge three times the management fee, then he will have to pay three times the management fee from now on."

What are your opinions?

"No, no objection." Everyone was filled with regret, but they could only nod in agreement obsequiously, not daring to refuse at all.

“Alright, then I’ll treat everyone the same.” Nan Zheng then pointed to Xiahou Wu:

"If you don't have the money, then lend it to us as a management fee, and repay it all in the future at a rate of nine out of thirteen, with a settlement within one week. If you can't afford to borrow, then the interest will be calculated at a rate of nine out of thirteen per day."

If you can't repay in a day, the interest will be calculated at nine-tenths of the original rate.

If you can't pay it back in two days, then the interest on the interest on the interest will be calculated at nine-tenths of the original amount...

You will repay the principal only after you have paid off the interest.

"Of course, if you don't want to continue, that's fine too. The transfer fee for the shop is one million. The transfer can only proceed when you pay me that money."

The moment the words were spoken, everyone's faces were filled with terror.

Are you collecting property management fees? You're killing us!

However, Nan Zheng can be considered genuinely kind.

At least he didn't default on his loans.

The initial stage is interest compounding, interest accruing, and finally interest accruing again.

Many people may not understand this, so let me give you an example.

Borrow 10,000 yuan and it will grow to 1 million yuan in a month.

If you can't pay back one million, it will become one hundred million in a week; if you can't pay back one hundred million, it will become twenty-eight hundred and forty billion in a week.

If this continues for a few more days, even the national debt owed by Xu will not be enough to cover it.

However, these kinds of tactics are designed to completely overwhelm the other party, so they never intend for the other party to be able to pay back; they just want to force the person to their death.

The typical starting point is borrowing 10,000 yuan and having to repay over 100,000 yuan a month.

(Most interest is calculated on a weekly basis, so if it's calculated monthly, the interest has already started to accrue.)
The interest rate would only increase tenfold or even dozens of times.

Nan Zheng's is at most several times that.

This comparison makes it easy to see how soft-hearted and overly compassionate Nan Zheng is.

He wouldn't even make money if he had it!

"Brother Zheng, we really know we were wrong." Boss Li was extremely regretful. He should have paid on time like everyone else.

"Do you know you're wrong? You fucking know you're going to die!" Nan Zheng sneered.

"I don't have that much time to raise money for you bunch of losers. If you don't have money, borrow it now. I'll play with you slowly, until your whole family is wiped out."

"Fuck your mother! I've kept the environment in Tsim Sha Tsui so well, and you're all eating with your mouths full of grease."

You didn't thank me or help me, fine, but you actually made things worse for me? Do you really think I'm some kind of saint?

"Xiahou Wu, once the formalities are complete, get them all out of here." Nan Zheng waved and went into the office.

Borrowing money to repay loans and then having to pay three times the management fee later.

Even if you don't want to do it, you still have to pay a transfer fee of one million to leave.

Regardless, these idiots will definitely have to live the same way they did before in Tsim Sha Tsui.

It might get even worse.

To put it bluntly, out of thousands of shops in Tsim Sha Tsui, these few dozen are just idle and procrastinating. They spend all their money on chasing girls, eating, drinking, and having fun, and then wait a few days until they earn money before handing it over.

It's easy to imagine how profitable it is to do business in Tsim Sha Tsui.

It is at least four or five times that of the Yau Tsim Mong area.

After all, this place is all the same, and there aren't many gangs that collect protection fees from just one shop. They can make a lot of money here alone.

That's how it is. If these losers still don't know what's good for them, then don't blame Nan Zheng for harvesting them with a sickle.

……

In less than half an hour, shop owners left one by one, looking lifeless.

Well, this is what it looks like when the whole family dies.

"Boss, it's all settled. A total of ten million was loaned out. After the nine-out-of-ten-thirteen-out-of ...years settlement, we gave them nine million, and they are to repay thirteen million in a month. If they can't repay by the settlement date, then the interest and principal will be calculated separately."

"It's hard to say for sure, since we don't know which ones we can afford to pay back and which ones we can't. But I estimate we should be able to earn around five million."

The one speaking was the bespectacled guy next to Xiahou Wu, who specialized in lending money.

The five million mentioned here refers to the profit after deducting the principal.

Of course, every penny of the money that was just given out is still in the money box.

It's essentially like transferring money from one hand to the other.

After all, they were the ones who owed the money in the first place.

“Not bad, just show me the ledgers from now on, no need to explain.” Nan Zheng said lazily, and the four-eyed guy nodded.

He then sent Xiahou Wu and his men back to keep an eye on the business owners.

If they dare to run away, we'll chop them up first.

Just then, the phone rang.

"Hello?" Nan Zheng answered the phone in a good mood.

"Mr. Nan, do you have time to come out for a meal?" Robinson asked with a smile.

"Mr. Lu, what brings you to such a pleasant occasion today? Well then!"

"It's inside my Grand Palace Restaurant. Come over later."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, a playful look flashing across her face.

Is Robinson Crusoe calling to invite me to dinner?
He found out last night that Big D had caused a huge scene at Lin Huai Le's house.

If I'm not mistaken, Robinson Crusoe must have come for this very reason.

"Does he want to withdraw his support for Big D himself? Or does he want to negotiate and let me put Lam Wai-lok in power? Is this old bastard really not afraid that I'll kill him?"

"Let's see what kind of trap you're going to set up."

According to the address, Nan Zheng arrived at a private room in the Grand Palace Restaurant in less than half an hour. Upon entering, she saw Robinson Crusoe sitting at the table smoking a cigar, with Liu Yaozu sitting next to him.

"Mr. Nan, you've arrived." Robinson Crusoe waved to him as soon as he saw him take the seat of honor.

"Boss Lu, what brings you here today? Did something happen at the casino?" Nan Zheng pulled up a chair and sat down nonchalantly.

"You'll find out soon enough," Robinson said with a smile, though his expression seemed somewhat strange.

A moment later, Lin Huaiyue pushed open the door and entered. When he saw Nan Zheng there, his expression froze.

However, he quickly recovered and smiled, saying, "Hello, Mr. Nan and Mr. Lu."

"Ah Zu." Robinson called out, and Liu Yaozu immediately pulled up a chair next to him for him to sit down.

"What, negotiations? The six kingdoms conferring prime ministerships?" Nan Zheng asked with great interest, leaning back in her chair.

“It’s not a negotiation, it’s just a misunderstanding, so I wanted to call you two over to talk.” Robinson then got straight to the point.

Lin Huaiyue's expression kept changing.

Because he only knew that Robinson Crusoe was looking for him, and he had not been notified in advance that Liang Zheng would also be there.

"My original intention was to make money, not to fight and kill, so I've never liked fighting and killing, but I can't live without it..."

"Therefore, I also spent money to make many friends who would protect me and my business." Robinson exhaled a cloud of smoke and slowly began to speak.

“After all, Mr. Lu has a lot of money, so it’s normal for him to make a lot of friends.” Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow, wanting to see what the other party was up to.

“It’s normal, but it’s not normal for some people to use my name to do things and commit evil deeds every day.” Robinson stared at Nan Zheng and smiled.

"Mr. Nan, are you right?"

"Yes, I wonder what Mr. Lu wants?" Nan Zheng said lazily.

“So, I’m here today to give people a witness that I want to clean house…” Before Robinson could finish speaking, Liu Yaozu swiftly grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed it into Lin Huaile’s chest.

Then it was stirred violently, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Ah..." Lin Huai Le instinctively grabbed Liu Yao Zu's hand in pain, completely stunned.

"These days, people really think the girl is more important than the mistress. They take advantage of any little bit of power to make things difficult for others. If someone hadn't told me with their own ears, I wouldn't have known that you, Lin Huai Le, are this kind of person!"

Lin Huai Le looked at Liu Yao Zu in astonishment, then glanced at the expressionless Robinson Crusoe, as if he had never expected things to turn out this way.

He had thought Robinson Crusoe was going to deal with Liang Zheng, but he never expected that he would be the one to deal with him!
"I treated you as a friend, and you treated me like a sucker? Did you think I didn't know you were secretly plotting against Mr. Nan? Hmm?" Robinson's eyes turned cold, and his expression was filled with chill.

"You..." Lin Huai Le was shocked. He opened his mouth, but the pain prevented him from saying anything.

Then he slid off the chair.

Even Nan Zheng was quite surprised.

(End of this chapter)