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

Chapter 150 "148" - Gone Wild? Did You Ask Me?

The next morning, Nan Zheng and her group successfully took a boat to Taipa and headed straight for MGM Entertainment.

Once in the car, he asked, "Did you make an appointment with Morobing? What did he say?"

“It’s all arranged. Moro Ping said he’ll be here this afternoon. We’ll meet in Taipa.” Scarface said as he drove.

"Meeting me in Taipa? Is he really not afraid I'll kill him? How arrogant!" Nan Zheng sneered.

Taipa is Hung Hing's territory.

This area hasn't been developed yet, although officials from Macau have made advance arrangements.

It's still quite desolate, though.

Therefore, Hung Hing has always been the dominant force.

“Moro Bing has always been arrogant and domineering, that’s just how he is, just like you, boss. Naturally, he doesn’t respect anyone,” Scarface laughed. Nan Zheng turned around and slapped him.

"I call it being fearless and not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door! Moro Bing is the one who is arrogant and disdainful of others. That kind of scoundrel is hated by gods and ghosts. Even if he lives, it's useless."

"Whatever you say, boss," Scarface muttered, rubbing his head.

They soon arrived at MGM Entertainment, where Long Da and several men in suits greeted them at the entrance.

"Mr. Nan, you've finally arrived!" Long laughed as he went to open the door.

"What, are you looking forward to my arrival?" Nan Zheng walked into the casino without turning her head.

“Of course, Moro Bing and his gang come over every few days, doing nothing but watching, but anyone would feel uncomfortable.” Long Da shrugged behind his back.

"Where's Ding Yao? Is she dead? Won't they send someone to help?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and circled around. The scale was indeed large, three or four times larger than when the pretty mother was around.

It is magnificent and luxurious, especially the European style, which looks comfortable and warm.

It felt just like being back home.

Furthermore, casinos do not have clocks; this is mainly to keep gamblers engrossed in the game.

This is the same old routine used to kill fish and pigs.

Although only half of the renovation is complete, its luxury is already evident. Once finished, it will surpass even He Xin's casino.

That will be the real treasure trove.

“Mr. Nan, you’ve forgotten, I’m a Malaysian businessman now, not the head of some Black Dragon Society.” Long laughed.

"If I could call Miss Ding over, I would have done so already."

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

The Sanlian Gang was not allowed to do business in Macau, so they certainly couldn't send anyone there.

Otherwise, if people find out, not only the local gangs, but even the higher-ups will immediately distance themselves.

So useless... Nan Zheng has to consider whether or not to kill Long Da and his gang.

He swallowed up the casino himself.

After all, if you get the money but can't use the people, what's the point of having them?

However, we still need to deal with Morobing first.

We'll talk about the rest later.

"Do you know what's going on with Morobing?" Nan Zheng asked as she sat down in the office.

There's still no news from Taibao, so Long Da is currently overseeing the renovations here.

The news should be faster.

“I know a little.” Long Da nodded: “Moro Bing has some connections with the people in the island security bureau, and his territory is over there.”

Furthermore, even Gao Laosi was wary of him when it came to getting things done.

Not long ago, Mo Luobing led a group to steal a batch of Gao Laosi's goods. Now Gao Laosi is furious and preparing to settle the score with him.

"He's connected to the police? No wonder he's so arrogant." Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

The Hou Kong Police Force is similar to the Hong Kong Island Police Station; both are responsible for maintaining order.

Another one is the Bureau of Justice, which is specifically in charge of criminal cases.

Previously, the beautiful mother had some connection with a police officer from the Judicial Bureau, but after she was arrested, they lost contact.

But it doesn't matter. As long as she has money, Nan Zheng doesn't believe that the police wouldn't come to her door.

The Macau police superintendents are similar to those on Hong Kong Island.

"In addition, the people from Xinji are also trying to steal Moro Bing's business around the island. The main people in charge are the Lin Jing and Lin Sheng brothers from Xinji."

“There’s a saying that the Xiang family rules the world while the Lin family rules it. These two brothers are quite formidable. They’ve only been here for two months, but they’ve already taken over two streets from the other side,” Long Da said after thinking for a moment.

"It's Gao Laosi again, it's Xinji again... How did Mo Luobing offend so many people? Now he's provoking Hung Hing? Has he really never died?" Nan Zheng's lips curled into a sneer.

Long Da explained from the side, "Mo Luo Bing started out as a junket operator, and he had a 'laojia' (a type of businessman) named Yu Lan Can supporting him."

In addition, he's quite crazy and eccentric when he does things, and someone always has his back.

He naturally dares to offend anyone.

Morobing owns a casino, and the boss behind it is Yulan Can.

The story of "Casino Tycoon" hasn't even started yet, and Broken Tooth Koi is just a henchman in the Number Gang.

Therefore, Moro Bing and Yu Lancan did not fall out.

“I’ll try to contact Superintendent Wen of the Justice Bureau when I have the chance; I want to have a talk with him,” Nan Zheng said.

The person connected to MGM Resorts International is now the Superintendent of Police of the Judiciary. To make a living here, one must maintain good relationships with all parties involved.

Just like someone who wants to make money in Tsim Sha Tsui, they also need to make arrangements with Nam Keng.

These are all unavoidable.

“No problem.” Long Da nodded. “I’m quite familiar with those foreigners now. I’ll chat with them for a bit later. It won’t be difficult to find Superintendent Man’s phone number.”

"But whether he can support us, we don't know."

"After all, Morobing is a pretty eccentric guy, the kind of guy even military uniforms would avoid."

“Everyone’s afraid of him, but I want to see if he’s really that crazy!” Nan Zheng sneered, then called Scarface over.

"Did you get all the stuff?"

"Not yet, we have to go through customs. We won't arrive in Taipa until at least this afternoon," Scarface said.

All kinds of weapons and explosives must be kept out of the sight of the marine police.

It's normal to arrive a little late.

"We'll talk about it when we get there." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke. "We'll bring more weapons over in the future, so we don't have to make a trip every time we come."

"If you get shot in the back and don't even have a weapon to defend yourself, that would be fucking terrible."

……

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng received news of Mo Luobing's arrival and then rushed to the seafood restaurant in Taipa.

Haojiang has always relied on water for its livelihood, so there are many seafood restaurants here.

There are more than in other places on Hong Kong Island; at least there are only a few in Sai Kung and Lei Yue Mun.

This place is full of them.

Upon arriving at the agreed-upon private room, Nan Zheng immediately saw an arrogant-looking man smoking, with seven or eight men in black behind him.

This man was none other than Morobing, and he bore a striking resemblance to Boss B.

"Brother Moro Bing!" Nan Zheng immediately opened her arms and smiled, looking very enthusiastic.

"You're Liang Zheng? I heard you're pretty cool?" Mo Luobing said disdainfully as soon as she sat down, seemingly not taking Nan Zheng seriously.

"Whether it's awesome or not, we'll have to try it to find out... Brother Bing, do you want to give it a try?" Nan Zheng asked with a playful expression.

“Okay.” Moro Bing agreed immediately, and Nan Zheng stood up to take off her belt, leaving the members of the Number Gang completely dumbfounded.

Even Morobing was dumbfounded.

They initially thought the other party was going to attack, but it turned out to be just a trouser.

"Come on, didn't you want to try it? You didn't want me to feed you, did you?" Nan Zheng smiled and flicked her belt.

Morobing's expression immediately changed.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

"What else? I'm in a good mood today, so what's wrong with letting you see? You usually can't even taste a drop of my pee!"

"What, you're scared? If you're scared, what are you pretending for? Are you trying to show off your mother's underwear?" Nan Zheng fastened her belt again and sat down lazily, her face full of disdain.

Morobing's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

Damn it, who would have thought that Liang Zheng, that bastard, would pull this trick?
The key is that Morobing really didn't dare.

“Liang Zheng, I’ve long heard of your arrogance and domineering attitude, but now it seems you’re shameless enough… I’ve finally seen the true extent of this Hong Kong tycoon.” Moro Bing’s tone softened considerably.

Because he knew as soon as he tried that the other person was the same kind of person as him.

"Same to you, but when it comes to shamelessness, I can't compare to you, Brother Bing." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and sneered, her whole being exuding an air of evil and arrogance.

"I won't say much more. Hung Hing sent you here, so they must know the situation... Anyway, that's the situation. Whether you like it or not, I'm taking this 10% profit." Moro Bing pointed to the Zhizheng.

"Oh, what if I don't give it to you?" Nan Zheng leaned back in her chair and shrugged.

"If you won't give it to me, then let's fight..." Before Morobing could finish speaking, Nan Zheng suddenly kicked over the table, her figure like a tiger descending a mountain, and suddenly grabbed at the other party.

In an instant, two large holes were smashed through the table, and an arm as strong as steel and iron grabbed Moro Bing's collar.

Moro Bing was so frightened that his hair stood on end; he never expected that the other party would suddenly make a move.

Just as he was about to dodge, he realized he couldn't break free of the restraints. Relying on his keen sixth sense, Moro Bing quickly took off his coat, tearing the entire suit to shreds.

Moro Bing was so scared he almost lost his soul.

The table was still hanging on Nan Zheng's hands. Although his face was not visible, one could still sense his murderous intent and madness through the table.

Just as the gang's henchmen were about to rush forward, a group of soldiers burst through the door.

"Don't move!" Officer Li, who was in charge, immediately shouted, holding his baton.

The restless private room suddenly fell silent, because there were more than a dozen police officers who had arrived.

"Tsk tsk, Brother Bing, looks like you're not all that great... Is this all you've got? You've already revealed your trump card?" Nan Zheng suddenly pulled outwards with both hands, tearing the entire dining table apart and scattering the contents on both sides.

Moro Bing was somewhat shocked, because he hadn't expected Liang Zheng to have such strength. He shouted in disbelief, "Are you testing me?"

"Otherwise what? You piece of trash, I could kill you with a single punch." Nan Zheng shook her body, flicking away the wood chips.

Then he turned to look at the leader, Officer Li: "You're the dog that Moro Bing keeps? That's interesting... Come visit Hong Kong Island sometime. I keep quite a few dogs in Tsim Sha Tsui, much more high-class than yours."

"What did you say?" A police officer shouted and tried to rush forward, but Officer Li stopped him.

Expressionless, calm and collected.

"I just had dinner out and happened to hear some noise here, so I came to check it out."

"Bringing so many people to dinner after get off work, looks like a dog raising a dog," Nan Zheng laughed, not wanting to give them any face at all.

Li Sir narrowed his eyes immediately: "Liang Zheng, I know you, but don't be too arrogant. This is Macau, not Hong Kong Island."

“Now that you know me, that makes things easier.” Nan Zheng straightened her suit, then stepped forward, facing Li Sir directly with a broad smile.

"I came to Macau today to find dead people. If you have the guts, lock me up and take me back right now... If you don't, then don't you dare show your face in front of me anymore."

Do you know why all these dogs I have bite people but not me?
Because I'm the one who raises him.

"I'll stay here for at least three days. I want to see if Brother Moro Bing's dog will bark or bite," Nan Zheng said with a mocking expression, then turned and led her people away.

Immediately afterwards, loud laughter echoed down the corridor.

Morobing's face looked extremely grim.

He didn't expect that the other party knew his intentions and actually succeeded in testing him.

Moro Bing was no fool; how could he possibly be unprepared to see Liang Zheng on Hung Hing's turf?

He wanted to deliberately provoke Liang Zheng so that the police would arrest her.

I never expected that Nan Zheng would see through me.

"Why didn't you arrest him just now?" Moro Bing asked gloomily, lighting a cigarette.

“They have guns, and they’re all legitimate bodyguards,” Inspector Li said directly, clearly having already investigated the other party’s background.

"Damn it! He only has a permit for Hong Kong Island, but in Macau he's a headless snake, what permit does he have? Lock him up in the Public Security Bureau, and you can just say he doesn't have one." Mo Luobing said irritably. Having been outdone by Liang Zheng earlier, he had lost all face now.

I'm still shaken.

"You can think of things that others can't? It's not just Hong Kong Island; security companies are registered in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan as well. Do you really think they're just idiots because they're so arrogant?" Inspector Li glanced at him sideways.

Morobing was speechless.

He didn't know how Inspector Li knew Liang Zheng's background.

But without a doubt, he was provoking Liang Zheng, and Liang Zheng was provoking him in return.

If he had actually made a move, those bodyguards could have easily killed him with a single shot.

Thinking of this, Moro Bingcai broke out in a cold sweat.

Damn it, no wonder those bodyguards stood motionless behind Liang Zheng just now.

So that's what they were waiting for me.

"In short, what you have, others also have. And what others have, you may not have." Inspector Li looked meaningfully at Moro Bing.

"Don't mess with me this time, especially in broad daylight, or no one can protect you."

"Collect the team."

"Damn it!" Moro Bing angrily overturned three or four tables in the private room, furious.

He didn't expect that even the police were afraid of Nan Zheng. Just who was this scoundrel?

So what if he's a gangster? I'm ten times cooler than him!

……

“Mr. Nan, Superintendent Man said he has some free time. You can go to MGM Resorts during your lunch break to check on the security situation.”

"I understand." Nan Zheng had just stepped out when Long Da called.

The underlying meaning of this statement is that Superintendent Man should come back and check on the situation.

Our old friendship still exists.

It wasn't that Nan Zheng was so powerful that she could make even Inspector Li from the Public Security Bureau back down.

Rather, it is Moro Bing who is now too arrogant and reckless, expanding his forces without any scruples, which has seriously affected the balance of gangs in Macau.

Therefore, upon learning that this formidable newcomer from Hong Kong Island had arrived, the upper echelons of Macau planned a dogfight.

This is also why Superintendent Man took the initiative to come.

It's obvious that the Public Security Bureau and the Judicial Bureau received the news; otherwise, how could they know so much about Nan Zheng's background?
After getting into the car, Nan Zheng tossed the phone to Scarface: "There's a bomb in the trunk, Xiao Fu. Blow him up tonight. Even if you don't kill him, blow up his hideout."

“Okay.” Xiao Fu nodded. He used to be quite kind-hearted, but since coming here, he never asked why.

Because he knew that Nan Zheng was a wicked and vicious person, and that he was dealing with wicked and vicious people.

“Scarface, find out where Morobing’s casino is, and sweep it all up tonight.”

"no problem."

"Damn it, you set me up? You even wanted to mess with me? I'll beat your whole family to death!" Nan Zheng sneered, her eyes filled with coldness.

He naturally knew what Morobing wanted to do.

Moro Bing, that bastard, isn't stupid at all. Even if he were, he wouldn't be stupid enough to bring people to Taipa. Therefore, Nan Zheng was wary from the very beginning.

Sure enough, after only a slight test, Morobing's backup plan came into play.

Those were all police officers from the Public Security Bureau.

These days, there are many corrupt cops who are bribed. They basically do their jobs for money, turn a blind eye, and stop doing anything after midnight.

Since Morobing could bribe the Public Security Bureau, Nan Zheng could naturally handle the Judicial Bureau as well.

After the two sides reach a draw on the righteous path, what remains is a real fight.

Back at MGM Entertainment, Nan Zheng saw a foreigner in a gray suit drinking tea. He looked to be around forty or fifty years old, and Long Da was chatting with him.

"Mr. Nan, you've arrived." Long Da immediately stood up obediently when he saw Nan Zheng enter the office.

Superintendent Wen was momentarily surprised to see the Malaysian businessman being so respectful to the young man.

"Let me introduce you. This is Superintendent Wen from the Justice Bureau. Superintendent Wen, and this is Mr. Nan, the real boss of MGM Entertainment," Long said with a laugh, then pulled out a chair for him to sit down.

Superintendent Man spoke in broken Cantonese: "Mr. Lung, aren't you the boss?"

"I'm just an investor," Long Da said modestly in front of Nan Zheng.

After all, Superintendent Man might not know what kind of person Leung Keng is, but Lung Tai certainly does.

His deeds have been widely publicized during this period.

"Go out first and close the door."

“No problem, Mr. Nan.” Nan Zheng greeted him, and Long Da quickly left to do as she said.

Then he turned to Superintendent Man: "You're Superintendent Man? I've heard from my mother that you're a good police officer who serves the people."

"Is that so?" Superintendent Man chuckled.

"Mr. Nan, to be honest, I don't even believe what you're saying, let alone you."

"Whether you believe it or not is not important, what's most important is that I believe you." Nan Zheng pointed with a cigarette in her mouth, a hint of unrestrained arrogance flashing in her eyes.

He then took out two checks and threw them on the table:

"This is one million. Superintendent Man, I really like good police officers like you who are dedicated to maintaining social order. This is a welfare fund I specially set up for your Bureau of Justice to provide subsidies for injured and disabled police officers."

“Mr. Nan, you said you would set up a welfare foundation with one million, but you gave me two million. What does this mean?” Superintendent Man glanced at him.

It is indeed two million.

A check for one million.

"Really, Superintendent Man? I only saw a check." Nan Zheng picked at her ear.

Superintendent Man paused for a moment, then threw his head back and burst into laughter.

He slapped his thigh and laughed, "Yes, yes, I'm getting old. My eyesight is failing, and lately my memory has been declining. I keep misreading things."

"Mr. Nan, I would like to thank you in advance for the one million yuan welfare fund."

"No need to thank me, they're all great philanthropists who are working to maintain social order! Superintendent Wen, I've noticed that a guy named Moro Bing has been too arrogant lately. If he gets struck by lightning or killed in a car accident someday, wouldn't that be considered karmic retribution?" Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

Superintendent Man was in a great mood. After listening to these words and pondering them carefully, he smiled meaningfully.

He originally thought that Nan Zheng was giving him money so that he would do something for her.

But he just said it was struck by lightning and an accidental car accident, which means it wasn't...

The result is clear: Nan Zheng doesn't need my help; she just needs to finish things up.

There's no need to even finish the job; just turn a blind eye.

Who could refuse a million dollars without doing anything?
Thinking of this, Superintendent Man smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, evil deeds will be punished, and there is a cycle of karma. I believe in cause and effect."

"I believe that God will punish those scumbags who have done all sorts of bad things."

"You can believe it if you want, because... I fucking believe it too!" Nan Zheng pointed and laughed wildly.

If there's no God, then I'll just be God who took away that loser, Morobing...

Nan Zheng trusted no one but himself, relying solely on his own strength and methods.

Relying on yourself is better than relying on anyone else.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Superintendent Man left in high spirits, and before leaving, he discreetly slipped another check into his pocket.

He then went outside, spoke a few words to a few plainclothes officers, and waved the check in his hand.

Everyone immediately beamed with joy.

After a while, Superintendent Man got into the car and left with three or four plainclothes officers.

He really does look like he's here to oversee the renovations.

However, Superintendent Man really didn't expect that Nan Zheng would be so direct and decisive, openly stuffing the money into her own pocket.

So I was a little unaccustomed to it just now.

I've gotten used to it now.

"I didn't expect this foreigner to be so greedy." Nan Zheng watched the car drive away with disdain.

He just gave me bearer bonds; what if Superintendent Man dares to embezzle them?

I guarantee no one will know.

“Mr. Nan, I can tell that Superintendent Man is in a good mood. You must have had a very pleasant conversation,” Long Da said with a smile as he walked in.

"What about Morobing?"

"Don't even mention that bastard. If he dares to show his face tonight, I'll fuck him to pieces!" Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce glint.

Long Da's heart tightened immediately.

Judging from Liang Zheng's expression, it's no surprise that they not only didn't have a pleasant time, but they also had a huge argument.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a murderous aura.

In fact, Long Da guessed correctly, because Nan Zheng wanted to kill Mo Luo Bing.

Morobing also wanted to find someone to kill him.

This is Haojiang, and Mo Luobing won't allow someone as arrogant as Liang Zheng to exist here.

……

That evening, inside the entrance of a bar, a valet got into an MPV with the keys in hand, and was about to drive the car to the back door.

But it had only just started—

boom!
With a loud bang, the MPV, along with its occupants, was instantly launched into the air and spun around, before billowing thick black smoke and being engulfed in flames. Then, raging flames shot into the sky, covering the entire parking space.

Even the henchmen of several nearby phone numbers were affected.

He was directly hit by the impact and vomited blood, sustaining serious injuries.

This is Morobing's headquarters.

……

Inside an underground casino on the island, many people were gambling heavily, while several of Moro Bing's henchmen were smoking and patrolling back and forth, just like usual.

However, at that moment, a Toyota Hiace crashed directly into it, causing an explosion that sent steel bars and concrete flying.

Half of the wrecked front of the car got stuck inside, and several unfortunate people were also trapped under the car.

The gang members were taken aback and immediately pulled out their guns, firing wildly at the Toyota Hiace.

But halfway through the fight, they realized something was wrong, because the car seemed to be empty.

A few people tentatively walked over and suddenly found that there was no one in the car, but there was a brick on the accelerator pedal.

"Damn it!" one of the henchmen cursed. Just as they relaxed their guard, a Toyota Hiace with its lights off crashed into them.

boom!
In an instant, the man and the car were thrown off course, and then seven or eight gunmen quickly got out, squeezed in, and started firing rapidly at the gunmen of the Number Gang.

After knocking over seven or eight people in a row, Scarface kicked over the gambling table in front of him and roared at the gamblers inside, "All of you, shut the fuck up!"

"Tonight, if anyone tries to interfere with the New Bureau's operations, I'll kill them!"

"Fuck your mother! You're clearly Liang Zheng's woman. I saw you at the seafood restaurant during the day!" one of the henchmen shouted in fear in the office.

However, a burst of bullets came straight at them.

In an instant, the person was riddled with bullets, and the AK bullets even blew off the opponent's hands and feet.

"If you guess right, there's no reward. If you guess wrong, I'll reward you with a magazine of peanuts." Scarface slowly changed his AK magazine, revealing a cruel smile.

"Tonight, I say I'm Xinji, and that's who I am! What, you disagree? Then I'll send you to see my boss, Axe Jun."

Then he killed several more of Moro Bing's henchmen before quickly getting into the car and speeding away.

That very night, three of Morobing's gambling halls were raided and eight gambling dens were burned down.

The number involved hundreds of people, some of whom died or were injured.

If the police hadn't quickly turned on their sirens, even more people would probably have died tonight.

(End of this chapter)