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

Chapter 151 "149" When have I ever suffered such a huge loss?

Watching hundreds of his underlings being sent to the hospital for treatment, each with at least minor injuries, and the corridors filled with cripples.

Morobing's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

He had just gotten completely drunk at home when he woke up to hear that his underlings had been crippled by a group of gunmen wielding AKs.

They still have no idea who the murderer is.

"Damn it! I don't care which bastard did this, I want him dead!" Moro Bing kicked over the chair next to him, cursing angrily, his whole body contorted with rage.

A trusted aide said anxiously from the side, "Boss, Xiao Jun is dead."

"What?" Morobing suddenly turned his head.

"Yes, you asked Xiao Jun to get cigarettes from your car. You probably didn't intend to buy any, but as soon as the MPV started, the whole car exploded. It killed and injured seven or eight brothers in the bar..." the confidant said, trembling, his face full of panic.

Xiao Jun is Mo Luobing's younger brother.

"Who is it? Who the hell is it? How dare they kill my own brother, Moro Bing? And with a bomb no less!" Moro Bing roared, grabbing his confidant's collar.

MPV refers to Morobing's vehicles.

The bar is Morobing's headquarters.

If he hadn't had something to discuss today, and the client hadn't been unable to show up at the bar...

So the one who just died might have been him.

"Fuck your mother! You have some nerve, daring to wreck my place, Moro Bing? Could it be that bastard Gao Lao Si?" Moro Bing was both shocked and furious.

Another henchman rushed over and shouted, "Boss, tonight all of our dozen or so gambling dens and halls were smashed up. The people who did it said they were from Sun Kee."

“But we’ve met a few of our brothers; they’re Liang Zheng’s bodyguards.”

"Liang Zheng?" Mo Luobing gritted his teeth, his eyes almost spitting fire with anger.

He really didn't expect that bastard would make a move so quickly, after all, Liang Zheng had only been there for less than a day, it was truly unexpected.

Cut the Gordian knot!

No wonder people in Hong Kong say that Liang Zheng is notoriously crazy.

That bastard used a bomb, he's fucking insane.

"You son of a bitch! I don't care where he is or how he treated me, I'll treat him the same way... I'll kill his entire family!" Moro Bing roared, his eyes filled with savagery and madness.

He pointed at one of his underlings and yelled, "Find out where that bastard Liang Zheng is right now! I'm going to skin him alive! Now, immediately!"

The man immediately nodded in a panic.

Moro Bing estimates that he will lose at least 20 million just tonight.

The Hung Hing gang of scoundrels presented Moro Ping with such a huge gift as soon as they arrived.

No wonder he was furious.

"In Macau, only I, Moro Bing, have ever dared to bomb others; no one has ever dared to bomb me!" Moro Bing said through gritted teeth, his face filled with murderous intent.

"Ah Feng, gather gunmen for me right now. I'm going to beat Liang Zheng and her whole family into a pulp."

"I'll get on it right away, boss!"

……

On the other side, on London Street, Gao Laosi sat on the sofa smoking a cigar. Upon hearing that his nemesis Mo Luobing had gotten into trouble, he burst into laughter.

"Karma, karma!"

"This bastard has been so arrogant, now someone has finally taught him a lesson!"

"Yeah, Fourth Master, if Moro Bing hadn't had something to do and hadn't gone to the bar tonight, he probably would have been blown up on the spot," Old Su said with a smile.

It is common knowledge that Morobing enjoys drinking; everyone knows that.

And he went there every day; he paid for the bar himself.

Fortunately, he wasn't there today, and he escaped unharmed; otherwise, a funeral hall would have been set up by now.

"I told you long ago, Moro Bing is a brainless idiot who only knows how to pretend to be crazy. Sooner or later, someone even crazier and more insane will come to deal with him," Gao Lao Si sneered.

"Now look what's happened. He almost got crippled. I'd like to see how he cleans up this mess."

"By the way, who did this?"

"I don't know. But I heard that Moro Bing had a conflict with Hung Hing's Liang Zheng during the day, and they almost got into a fight at the seafood restaurant," Old Su said.

"Hung Hing? Liang Zheng?" Old Gao pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively:
"The one who got a clean sweep in Tsim Sha Tsui?"

"Yes." Old Su nodded.

"This kid's reputation's really growing lately; everyone on the Macau Peninsula's heard of him," Gao Laosi chuckled, secretly thinking it was probably Liang Zheng who did it.

Because its reputation had already spread far and wide.

Even though they had never met Liang Zheng, they could tell who she was just by listening to her.

"Old Su, make a call and ask this pretty Zhengzheng to come out. I need to have a chat with him," Gao Laosi instructed after a moment's thought.

Old Su looked puzzled: "Fourth Master, what are you talking about? We've never had much contact with the Hung Hing people."

“We have it now.” Gao Laosi pointed: “The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

"I'll throw money at it, he'll provide the labor, and together we'll take down that bastard Moro Bing. Wouldn't that make us friends?"

"I see." Old Su suddenly realized, then nodded and said:

"Fourth Master, I'll take care of it right away."

Gao Laosi was known as the Godfather of Macau because he was a gambler.

It's fine for a wealthy man to spend money to get people to do things, but for him to spend money to kill someone himself is pure idiocy.

Old Gao had always been arrogant, and he did just that.

He was immediately taught a lesson by Morobing.

Now that he has his eye on Liang Zheng, it's natural that they should unite to deal with her.

Otherwise, as long as Moro Bing is arrogant, Gao Laosi will be humbled.

If he doesn't get his face back, how will Gao Laosi ever be able to show his face in Macau again?

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng woke up at the Lisboa Hotel, instinctively kicked the golden cat next to her away, and lit a cigarette.

Still half asleep, I picked up the phone and dialed:

"Hey?"

"Is it done?"

“It’s done.” Scarface said directly, “We’ve cleared out more than a dozen gambling halls and stalls. They won’t be able to open for business for at least half a month.”

“Not bad,” Nan Zheng said calmly.

"What's the situation with Xiao Fu? Did they take down that bastard Moro Bing?"

“That bastard was lucky!” Scarface sneered. “His brother took the fall for him. When the car exploded, Moro Bing wasn’t in the car, and the explosion killed his brother.”

“That’s acceptable.” Nan Zheng originally wanted to kill Mo Luobing in one go, but killing his younger brother would also be acceptable.

Anyway, Morobing was unhappy, so Nanzheng was very happy.

You want my casino shares? You'd better be alive to take them!

"Go check out Morobing's casino and his headquarters again. See if we can get in and blow them up again," Nan Zheng said, revealing his thoughts. He wasn't afraid to escalate the situation now.

Scarface was dumbfounded: "Boss, bars and casinos are crowded. If they were blown up, wouldn't that cause chaos?"

"That's right, I was confused." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead, realizing she had forgotten about that.

"Then set it on fire, burn the door and the walls."

If Morobing can't hatch from this egg, then I'll force him to.

"Damn it, does he really think he's so great just because he's a local tyrant? I'll beat him to a pulp!"

"Also, find out about a brothel owner named Yu Lan Can," Nan Zheng added.

"I want to know his background today."

"no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng thought about it again and felt that there were no problems now.

He really didn't want to blow up Morobing's casino, since people would die if he did.

Then the casino would be his.

However, starting a fire is possible; you can reopen the business simply by replacing the tiles.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, if we can't take down a hothead like Moro Bing in one go, we have to go even further and beat him until he's scared and crippled.

If you beat him, you won't be afraid of crippling him; if you beat his whole family, you'll beat him until he's both terrified and crippled.

You can tell from the fact that Morobing brought people to MGM Entertainment and immediately asked for 10% of the shares.

This kind of bastard is completely fearless; he's a total desperado.

However, not being afraid of death doesn't mean having no weaknesses.

If you can't deal with him, then deal with the people around him. After a while, the entire Macau Number Gang will be on edge, and needless to say, his underlings will kill him.

After all, who would choose to risk their life with you instead of enjoying a good life?

Is it better to suffer a loss or to enjoy a blessing?

Even a fool would know which option to choose.

"Big Bird Boss, why did you kick me just now?" The golden cat crawled up from the ground resentfully.

Nan Zheng casually tossed the mobile phone aside, grabbed the person, and laughed, "I can't help it, it's just a habitual reaction. You've overpowered me too."

"But you have a great nickname, I fucking love it!"

"Want to come again? If you want to come again, you'll have to pay more." The golden cat wiggled its big, round buttocks.

"I'm so happy today, I'll pay you until you die!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

Another hour passed before Nan Zheng returned to MGM Entertainment after finishing her food and taking everything with her.

"Boss!" Scarface immediately said.

"Tell me the situation." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and sat down in the office.

"Yu Lan Chan is the boss of the junket operators and also the financial backer of Moro Bing. Even Moro Bing's casino is his."

Yu Lan Chan was originally a fishmonger more than ten years ago. Later, he and a friend ventured into the gambling dens at the docks, and that's how his career as a junket operator began...

Most of the junket business is now handled by Yu Lan Chan.

Even He Xin didn't have such a large scale. Scarface then shared the information he had gathered.

Nan Zheng smiled and said, "Of course He Xin isn't as large-scale as Yu Lan Can. Does He Xin need a junket operator? Their family has been rooted here for generations."

Once the name "Gambling King" spread, a bunch of dignitaries and nobles would flock to him for entertainment.

Although both are in the same industry, they are fundamentally different in level.

Comparing He Xin to Yu Lancan... do you really look down on He Xin that much?

“Yeah, that’s true.” Scarface scratched his head.

Even so, Yu Lancan is still considered powerful.

After all, there are six casinos in Macau, and he controls most of the junket operators.

Even at 60%, the annual profit would still be tens of millions.

This was before the gambling industry in Macau was fully developed.

If we wait a few years, when the flow of people and businesses increases, then it will go from tens of millions to hundreds of millions, and then to billions.

And this is no joke. In later generations, there was a guy named Broken Tooth Koi who started out as a junket operator. After only a few years, he was called the new gambling king and even got involved in online gambling and Southeast Asian sports betting.

It's easy to imagine how lucrative this industry is.

Nan Zheng thought about it and realized that Yu Lan Can was a sucker to her.

He hoards money and guns, so his money is his own money.

So I took action and killed him...

Totally unnecessary.

Therefore, after getting rid of that bastard Moro Bing, and then talking to Yu Lan Chan, his junket business and casinos would all be his.

If he didn't give it to her, Nan Zheng would have no choice but to send Yu Lan Can to see Mo Luo Bing with tears in her eyes.

"Let's look for Yu Lancan's phone number; maybe we can use it to sow discord," Nan Zheng said.

Scarface asked in confusion: "A scheme to sow discord?"

"Although Moro Ping and Yu Lan Can have a good relationship and are partners... don't forget that the reason why the Lao family is called the Lao family is because their main business is making money."

Previously, Moro Bing, that scoundrel, was brave and ruthless, and had seized a lot of territory. Yu Lan Can was happy about this and was even more willing to invest money in his expansion.

But what time is it now? This bastard is still using the same old tricks.

He's either offended the New Detective Agency or messed with Ko Lao Si. He still has a bunch of troubles to deal with, and now he's turned around and provoked Hung Hing.

What else could this person be but an idiot?
If one day a few big gangsters kidnap He Xin, people in the underworld might suspect that Mo Luobing sent people to do it.

"After all, he's notorious!" Nan Zheng sneered. Actually, he really wanted to try framing him, but there was no need.

In his eyes, Morobing was just a piece of trash; he could kill him as soon as he found someone.

If we can't eliminate them, that's another story.

"Okay, I'll take care of it now." Scarface nodded, then led a few men out.

A moment later, Long Da also came over: "Mr. Nan, Old Gao from London Street is looking for you."

"Who? Is it Gao Laosi, who was almost beaten to a pulp by Moro Bing?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, he said he didn't know if you were free, but he wanted to invite you to dinner tonight."

“Okay.” Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

Now that Gao Laosi is coming to find me... there's no doubt that this bastard must know what happened at the number club last night.

Thinking he had done it himself, he immediately went to the door to find the person responsible.

After all, this egg-shaped mess was also tormented beyond recognition by Moro Bing not long ago.

It's impossible not to feel angry or hold grudges.

Nan Zheng felt that coming to Macau was all about fighting, and it wouldn't be fun if she didn't make some money.

He thinks Gao Laosi is quite good.

After all, he's the godfather of Macau; he must be very wealthy.

……

That evening, Nan Zheng met Gao Lao Si in a private room at the Lisboa Hotel. He was wearing a large mink coat and sunglasses, and he looked extremely flamboyant.

Several trusted confidants were standing behind him.

"Brother Zheng".

"Greetings, Fourth Master!"

Both greeted each other with laughter and jokes, then sat down. Gao Laosi took a puff of his cigar and said with a smile, "I've long heard that Brother Zheng has an extraordinary temperament. Now it seems that it is indeed true."

"No one's as awesome as you, Fourth Master! So imposing, you truly live up to your title of Godfather!"

"Oh, don't even mention it. I'm not even worthy of the title of Godfather anymore." Old Gao ordered food and wine to be served, and they chatted as they ate.

After a few rounds of drinks, he finally said, "Brother Zheng, you were the one who did that thing with Moro Bing, weren't you?"

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" Nan Zheng smiled and lit a cigarette.

"If that's the case, then things will be much easier." Old Gao smiled and pointed:
“I have a grudge against Morobing.”

If you want to deal with him, I'll throw money at you to do things for you, as much as you need.

I have only one condition: kill him!
"If you have no grudge against Morobing... then I'll throw money at you right now until you do, until you hate him to the core and can't wait to kill him, how about that?"

"Good, good, good! Fourth Master is so domineering, so domineering!" Nan Zheng clapped and laughed.

"Looks like I really made the right decision to come today. Fourth Master is indeed a man of character. I admire him!"

He likes these rich fish; otherwise, how would he make money?
Even a million dollars wouldn't be enough for Superintendent Man to cover up the blame.

Now someone has been chosen.

Nan Zheng said that she has a kind heart and has always been able to find angel investors, and now they have come to her.

"Fourth Master, how much are you going to give? Five or eight million? I have enough myself, so you definitely don't need to worry about that," Nan Zheng said lazily.

"I'll give you ten million! If that's not enough, ask me for more." Old Gao held up one finger.

"I've said it before, as long as I throw money at it, I'll make sure that egg, Morobing, dies."

"Alright, it's settled then. Thank you for your generosity, Fourth Master!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily. Old Master Gao was just like a Shanxi coal boss, only caring about throwing money at people to do things, without ever asking why.

This also proves how much Gao Laosi hated Mo Luobing, that idiot.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to spend ten million?

It should be noted that Nan Zheng and Gao Lao Si are not familiar with each other, and Hong Xing and Gao Lao Si are not familiar with each other either. This is their first meeting, nothing more.

"Old Su, just write a check."

"Tomorrow, I'll see how Mr. Nan performs." Old Gao was very satisfied with Nan Zheng's expression and performance.

What he needs right now is a fight with these desperate thugs.

After finishing her meal, Nan Zheng took the money and left the private room feeling refreshed.

He likes people who offer him money to do things.

"What does this Gao Lao Si do?"

“Boss, this Gao Lao Si is in the arms business, and he also deals in drugs and smuggling. All four major triads in Macau have to give him face because he has connections in all walks of life; he’s a real big fish in the sea,” Scarface said.

"Just his business on the peninsula alone is estimated to be worth hundreds of millions a year."

However, with some favors and bribes here and there, the net profit probably won't be that much.

But it's definitely worth tens of millions.

"You're so familiar with this?" Nan Zheng asked in surprise.

Scarface chuckled: "You've forgotten, before I came to your side, I worked in Macau."

“I remember now,” Nan Zheng said. Wang Jianguo had previously mentioned that Scarface and his gang were ruthless bandits who valued money over their lives.

So, I've done another good deed.

Otherwise, if a scoundrel like Scarface went out into society, he would either commit murder, arson, or looting.

What a nasty person.

During this time, Nan Zheng learned more and discovered that the four major gangs in Macau were the Hunan Gang, the Big Circle Gang, the Number Gang, and the Dong Gang.

The Big Circle Gang and the Number Gang are easy to understand, while the Hunan Gang consists of people from other provinces.

It's not that they're all from Hunan, but rather that they're made up of people who speak Mandarin.

In the past, people from Guangdong and Guangxi would often find it difficult to understand each other when they met someone who spoke Mandarin, so they would collectively refer to Mandarin speakers as "Hunan natives".

Therefore, it is also a general term.

The "Dong" prefix refers to the Dongguan gang established by Liu Fu in the past, and there are still many "Dong" prefixed triads in Haojiang today.

However, it is not controlled by people from Dongguan.

Instead, it was a tycoon named Guo Yingnan who poured money into supporting them, with at least a hundred different characters, both in Macau and Hong Kong Island.

"Damn! Macau is several times smaller than Hong Kong Island, and there are so many different kinds of businesses here. It's like shallow water with lots of turtles." Nan Zheng cursed, then left the restaurant to get into her car.

Just then, one of Gao Laosi's men came out: "Mr. Nan, our Fourth Master has some more instructions."

"What?" Nan Zheng turned her head and squinted.

Your Fourth Master gave me orders? You really think I'm your Fourth Master's lackey?
I'm being lenient by killing you without taking any money.

"Spit it out, I have things to do."

"Mr. Nan, it's like this..."

Before the henchman could finish speaking, Nan Zheng suddenly felt a sharp, needle-like pain all over her body, and her scalp felt like it was about to explode.

In the blink of an eye, Nan Zheng suddenly dragged Gao Lao Si's henchman out.

Then he quickly lunged towards the pillar at the door.

In an instant, bullets rained down from all directions, and Gao Laosi's henchmen were instantly riddled with bullets, then turned into mincemeat.

It's so bad you can't even tell it's human anymore.

Nan Zheng quickly pulled out a gun and hid behind a pillar, just as a hail of bullets came flying at her.

A series of crackling and popping sounds came from the back wall, making one's hair stand on end!

Looking back, it turned out that there were more than a dozen gunmen standing on the rooftop of the apartment building opposite the restaurant, all armed with AK47s.

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng cursed angrily, raising her hand to knock over two people.

Luckily I dodged quickly, otherwise I would have been turned into mincemeat, one lump after another.

"Protect the boss!" Scarface and his gang shouted from behind the Chevrolet, quickly pulling out a grenade and throwing it over.

However, the grenade was only halfway through its flight when a barrage of bullets struck it, causing it to explode in mid-air.

The shockwave forced both sides back several steps.

Just now, Nan Zheng was stopped by the man called Gao Lao Si. He was standing on the steps in front of the restaurant, and Scarface and his men happened to go down to open the door at that time.

Therefore, it was this time difference that made Nan Zheng a target, and she almost got hit.

Two bodyguards were also shot dead on the spot, both with gunshot wounds above the neck.

"Liang Zheng, this is just a lesson for you. You won't be so lucky next time!" Moro Bing's sinister laughter came from the rooftop.

The gunfire stopped very quickly.

"Fuck your mother!" Nan Zheng turned around and glared at him, furious, because Mo Luobing had given her the middle finger from across the street before leaving.

Before leaving, the gang fired a burst of bullets. Scarface and Little Rich shot down a few of them, and only after seeing that there was no longer any threat did they turn around and shout:
"Boss, are you alright?"

"Damn it! You're just lying if nothing's wrong." Nan Zheng's face was dark and uncertain, her eyes full of ferocity.

This is the first time in all his years in the business that he's suffered such a huge loss.

There was almost no chance to return the phone.

The other side had been hiding on the opposite rooftop for a long time, and as soon as I came out, they opened fire with more than a dozen AKs at once.

Even a god couldn't fight back against this!
A moment later, Gao Laosi also rushed out with his men, guns blazing. When he saw his underlings riddled with bullet holes, he couldn't help but gasp: "What happened?"

"That's the question I'm asking you!" Nan Zheng turned her head, her eyes filled with a fierce glint.

Gao Laosi's heart tightened immediately.

"I was ambushed as soon as I came out! The other side had been hiding all along! Gao Laosi, you better investigate the people around you who leaked the information. If there's a next time, I'll take you down first, not Moro Bing!" Nan Zheng was extremely agitated. She kicked the meat paste on the ground, got into her car, and drove away.

He had figured it out by now.

The restaurant was booked by Gao Laosi, so there must have been a problem on his end. Eventually, the clues led back to me.

Otherwise, Moro Bing would never have dared to loudly mock him from the opposite rooftop.

It was obvious that they knew in advance.

I've only been here a short time, and the people around me are all my trusted confidants. If it's not Gao Laosi's side, who else could have leaked the news?
Damn it, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig teammates.

I almost collapsed just now.

"Investigate this immediately!"

Gao Laosi's face was also terribly gloomy.

At this moment, he understood what Liang Zheng had said; the problem was indeed on his end.

Because he invited Liang Zheng over, Gao Lao Si didn't keep it a secret; he had Lao Su pass on the message to his subordinates to handle it.

But he forgot that both of them now had a grudge against Morobing.

If Morobing found out, how could he possibly let go of the opportunity to kill his two enemies?

Nan Zheng originally thought that Gao Lao Si would keep the whole venue a secret, so she wasn't too cautious.

But he never expected Gao Laosi to be so stupid!

"Fourth Master, we've found out..." A moment later, Old Su returned, his face grim.

"The chef at this hotel is a member of the Number Gang. They heard that we had arranged to meet Liang Zheng, so they called Mo Luobing."

"You can't even keep such a small thing a secret, what use are you to me!" Old Gao slapped Old Su across the face and cursed loudly.

Luckily, Liang Zheng went out first, otherwise he would have been riddled with bullets.

Soon, several henchmen grabbed the chef, who looked terrified.

"Fourth Master, Fourth Master, spare my life!"

"I, Gao Laosi, have always acted with integrity and honesty. How dare you play tricks on me here?" Gao Laosi slapped the cook's face with a ferocious expression.

"You're really great..."

"Old Su, drag him to the kitchen, chop him up, and feed him to the dogs! I want him to see his own hands and feet turn into mincemeat before he dies!"

"Yes." Old Su waved his hand, and several henchmen immediately dragged the begging chef into the kitchen.

Actually, this hotel was opened by He Xin, and Gao Laosi subconsciously thought from the beginning that Mo Luobing wouldn't do anything naughty here.

But now he has truly had his worldview and impression of this bastard completely shattered.

Morobing is truly inhuman; he didn't even give He Xin any face.

They dare to go on a killing spree right here.

"Liang Zheng, it's me. I'll give you another five million as an apology for tonight. It was indeed my negligence this time!" Gao Laosi took a deep breath and called Nan Zheng.

Then, with a ferocious expression, he said, "Our enemy is Morobing, and I hope you won't forget that."

"I can't forget it even if you don't tell me!" Nan Zheng hung up the phone with a fierce expression.

He turned around and started cursing: "I want to know tonight where Morobing's family is, how many people are in his family, and how many brothers and sisters he has."

"Damn it, I've never suffered such a loss in my life. I want his whole family to die!"

(End of this chapter)