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

Chapter 152 "150" - Unexpectedly, there was this pleasant surprise.

Inside a restaurant on the island, Ah Di jogged up to the second floor, looked around, and quickly ran to Chen Yaoqing, who was eating in a corner, and whispered excitedly, "Boss, Liang Zheng is in Macau."

"What?" Chen Yaoqing suddenly raised his head.

"Not only did they come, they almost died..." The younger brother recounted the news he had received earlier.

"Holy crap, is this for real?" Chen Yaoqing was stunned.

How could Liang Zheng suffer such a huge loss after falling down like this?

"Okay, okay!"

Chen Yaoqing immediately slapped his thigh and laughed loudly: "That bastard deserves it, deserves it! I knew that Liang Zheng was so arrogant, sooner or later someone even more arrogant would teach him a lesson."

Then, with a fierce look, he said, "But Moro Bing is really useless. He had already laid an ambush, yet he still couldn't handle Liang Zheng?"

“Liang Zheng has always been cautious, which is probably why he has survived until now. Otherwise, Hong Kong would have been wiped out, and he wouldn’t have survived this long.”

Chen Yaoqing nodded thoughtfully.

During this time, he was constantly traveling around the island, helping the Lin brothers expand their territory.

Now that Four-Eyed Dragon has died suddenly, the murderer has not even been found.

The newly appointed leader is the youngest son of the Xiang family, but he is actually an agent, Old Xu, who is in charge.

The youngest is hidden behind the scenes.

This youngest son was much more cautious than Four-Eyed Dragon, so he had long since put the matter of killing Axe-Hand Jun out of his mind, focusing on running his business and not wanting to get involved in fighting or killing, much less seek revenge.

Chen Yaoqing has always wanted to get revenge, and now he has finally found his chance.

“Brother, what do you think would happen if we went to Moro Bing to cooperate and take down Liang Zheng?” Chen Yaoqing asked.

Ah Di's eyes widened immediately: "Boss, are you crazy?"

"We're already vying for Morobing's territory and the Number Gang's business, and now we're going to go and cooperate with someone else?"

"One thing at a time. Someone like Liang Zheng is a major threat! I think Moro Bing isn't stupid; he'll need a partner." Chen Yaoqing gritted his teeth, his hatred for Nan Zheng burning within him.

"Find a way to contact him, let's go see Morobing and see what's going on."

"Boss, that's too risky. You might as well stick to racing." The younger brother looked worried, and Chen Yaoqing turned around and slapped him across the face.

He cursed and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who's the boss, you or me?"

"My two sworn brothers both died at Liang Zheng's hands! If I don't take revenge, how can I face anyone in Hong Kong? How can I go back to Hong Kong?"

"Stop arguing and get going."

...

Moro Bing led a large group of people back to the bar, their morale greatly boosted.

"Hey boss, did you see Liang Zheng hiding behind the wall just now? She almost got beaten to death!"

"I thought he was really tough, but it turns out he's afraid of bullets too."

"What beautiful zither? This is Haojiang. There's only one brother in Haojiang, and that's Brother Moro Bingbing."

The henchmen behind her all had mocking expressions on their faces, completely disregarding Liang Zheng.

Moro Bing was in a pretty good mood. Although he didn't kill Liang Zheng this time, he still lost two people and suffered a great loss.

They managed to save face a little.

However, I still held onto that anger.

"Conspiring with Gao Laosi? Do you really think I'm blind, unable to hear a single whisper?" Moro Bing sneered.

"Just you wait, I'll devour your casino sooner or later, and then skin you alive!"

He turned to his henchmen behind him and said, "Alright, you guys can do whatever you want tonight, I'll pay."

"Don't wander around these next few days. I'll find a chance to take down that bastard Liang Zheng in one go."

"No problem, boss."

A group of people shouted.

Morobing then walked into the office and opened the door to find an elderly man in a suit sitting on the sofa, smoking with a gloomy expression.

"Brother Yu, what brings you here today?"

"Moro Bing, are you crazy? Taking a dozen AKs to shoot Liang Zheng?" Yu Lancan was even angrier when he saw Moro Bing's nonchalant look.

"You've already offended enough people, and the peninsula is He Xin's territory. How dare you go there and make a move?"

"Morobing, are you really tired of living?"

"So what if he's He Xin? Is he that great? He still only has one life." Moro Bing leaned back in his chair, his face full of contempt.

Now that he has made Nan Zheng suffer a great loss, he is probably very pleased with himself.

Then we can take care of the other party, and that will make us famous and renowned in Macau.

Moro Bing was a well-known figure in Haojiang.

But Liang Zheng is different; he has a considerable reputation in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan.

Therefore, its influence is much greater.

If Moro Bing kills him and then takes over Hung Hing's casinos, then he really won't need to care about Ho Sin anymore.

"Moro Bing, you've really gone mad! Not only our casinos, but even Hung Hing's casinos, we have to give He Xin a 20% cut. And now you're saying He Xin doesn't care?" Yu Lan Can looked at Moro Bing in shock.

He underestimated Morobing's arrogance.

"So what if it's just a cut? Once I take over two casinos and finally deal with the other three major families in Macau, I, Moro Bing, will be the new gambling king of Macau! At that time, what do I need to fear from He Xin?"

"I can take him down!" Moro Bingzhi said smugly, leaving Yu Lancan completely dumbfounded.

Yu Lancan has seen people who tore their balls by walking too fast, but he has never seen anyone like Mo Luobing who walks so fast that he doesn't even care about his life.

Do you really think He Xin is just backed by foreigners?
Can you please stop being so brainless?!
"Besides, Brother Yu, that bastard Liang Zheng started by having people attack my casino and business first. There's no reason for me not to take action against him, is there?"

“I may not be able to fight He Xin now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be in the future! Even if this matter gets to the foreigners, I’ll still be in the right,” Moro Bing said dismissively.

Yu Lancan trembled with anger: "Have you forgotten that you were the one who asked Hung Hing for a share first? And you think you're in the right?"

"I was just saying it. Is it illegal to say it now? I didn't lay a hand on anyone! It was that bastard Liang Zheng who started it."

"I can say that I acted in self-defense, so what's the problem?" Morobing shrugged dismissively.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved by either soft or hard tactics, Yu Lancan was so angry that he felt like his blood vessels were about to burst.

He realized that the junket operator he was supporting was already planning a rebellion.

It's completely out of control.

They even wanted to ride on their own heads and poop on them.

"Moro Bing, now besides the Number Gang, all three major gangs in the underworld want to get rid of you! Not to mention the Sun Kee and Hung Hing gangs, and now you've also offended Ho Sin. Can you afford to offend them?"

"I'm only running this casino to make money, not to cause trouble everywhere!" Yu Lancan cursed, unable to contain himself any longer.

Moro Bing flipped the table and roared, "So I have to put up with having more than a dozen of my places wiped out? You old bastard, don't think that just because you brought me into this business you can boss me around. You won't give me any face if I'm not happy."

"In short, I'm determined to kill Liang Zheng, then I'll take over his casino, and then slowly settle accounts with those bastards like Xin Ji and Gao Lao Si."

"Besides He Xin, the most arrogant person in my gang is Moro Bing! Who do you think I'm afraid of? And who the hell do you think you are?"

"If you know what's good for you, you'll work honestly at the casino and make money for me from now on, otherwise I'll take you down with me!" Moro Bing patted Yu Lancan's face, then slammed the door shut with a ferocious expression.

Yu Lancan was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode.

He never expected that Morobing really wanted to rebel, and even made no attempt to hide it.

At that moment, Yu Lancan understood that the cooperation between the two parties had truly changed.

Morobing was already trying to sideline himself.

By the time he realized what was happening, the other party had already become too powerful, and he was filled with regret.
I was both angry and helpless.

"Damn it!" Yu Lancan cursed as he got up, kicked the table on the ground aside, and stormed off.

However, as soon as they left the bar and got into the car, the driver suddenly turned around, holding a silenced gun, his eyes cold and his whole body exuding murderous intent.
"do not move."

Yu Lancan was horrified, completely unaware that the person had changed.

"Don't worry, I don't mean anything by it. Your driver is in the trunk." Xiao Fu said slowly, "Don't say anything, just come with me, and I guarantee you'll be fine."

“If you try to play tricks, I might not be able to kill Morobing’s thousands of men, but I can definitely kill you.”

"No problem, no problem, I will definitely behave myself." Yu Lancan was sweating profusely, and a chill ran through him.

He was a con artist to begin with, so naturally he wouldn't be foolish enough to gamble his life for a sliver of hope.

Not to mention that Morobing has already become a traitor and probably wishes he were dead right now.

...

Not long after Yu Lancan's car drove away, Chen Yaoqing arrived at the bar with his men and found Mo Luobing having a great time in a private room.

Moro Bing, with a girl in his arms, looked at Chen Yaoqing with a playful expression: "You mean, you want to work with me to take down Liang Zheng?"

“That’s right,” Chen Yaoqing said with a smile.

"That bastard Liang Zheng killed two of my sworn brothers, I wish I could skin him alive!"

"Do I need to cooperate with you? Who do you think you are?" Moro Bing sneered, not wanting to give him any face at all.

Chen Yaoqing's smile froze instantly.

"Chen Yaoqing, is it? Who do you think you are? The Tiger of Wan Chai? A tough guy in Hong Kong? This is Macau, for crying out loud!" Moro Bing scoffed.

"I beat Liang Zheng to a pulp, who do you think you are? You want to cooperate with me?"

"I haven't settled the score with you guys for robbing me of two streets!"

"Brother Moro Bing, there's no need to be so angry. We have a common enemy now." Chen Yaoqing's face immediately darkened when he saw a dozen or so henchmen from the Number Gang rubbing their fists menacingly at him.

"So what if we have a common enemy? Liang Zheng and I are also facing a common enemy, aren't we? Do you really think you're something special?" Mo Luobing's eyes were filled with utter contempt.

"I'm in a good mood today and I'm too lazy to settle scores with you bunch of idiots."

He pointed to the left and said, "The door is right there. Get out of here now."

Chen Yaoqing's face was extremely ugly. He stared at Mo Luobing for a few seconds, then snorted coldly and left with his men.

The younger brother was so scared that sweat was pouring down his forehead.

He was genuinely afraid that Morobing would kill him right there on the spot.

After the New Star gang left, one of the underlings couldn't help but ask, "Boss, since we all have a grudge against the New Star gang, why don't we take them out now?"

"What's the rush? The New Bureau is just a bunch of small fry. At best, they'll sneak around on the edge of my territory. I could crush them with one finger." Moro Bing said dismissively.

"Let's take care of Liang Zheng first, then settle scores with Xin Ji and Gao Lao Si, those bastards."

He had already thought all of this through.

Moro Bing also felt that he had too many enemies now, and if he killed Chen Yaoqing now, he would probably be attacked from both sides.

I'll just have to endure it for a few days.

It's not too late to settle scores after we've swallowed up MGM Entertainment and torn Liang Zheng to pieces.

After leaving the bar, Chen Yaoqing angrily kicked over the trash can in front of him and cursed, "Damn it! I've been out in the world for so many years and I've never been treated like this before. Moro Bing, you're really something else."

“Boss, Moro Bing is insane! He doesn’t even respect Liang Zheng, and Liang Zheng suffered a great loss at his hands. We really can’t afford to mess with this guy.” Adi said weakly from the side.

Chen Yaoqing glared fiercely at his younger brother.

He simply couldn't swallow this insult.

Previously, he hated Liang Zheng to the core, and now he has also come to hate Mo Luobing.

"Let's see if there are any restaurants around that are open all day. We'll just stay there for a while," Chen Yaoqing thought fiercely.

Ah Di was completely bewildered: "Stay for a while? Why?"

"Based on my understanding of the two of them, both Leung Keng and Mo Lo Ping are vengeful and will definitely fight like dogs. Either Mo Lo Ping will rush to Hung Hing's establishment and kill Leung Keng, or Leung Keng will break into the establishment and help the establishment kill Mo Lo Ping. We'll just wait here for them to come to us."

"Now that Liang Zheng has suffered such a great loss, there is a high chance that he will come to kill her."

"When the two of them fight like dogs and both are badly injured, I'll reap the benefits and take care of Liang Zheng and Mo Luobing, those two bastards!" Chen Yaoqing said with a sinister smile.

He may not know Morobing, but he must know Liangzheng very well.

Therefore, this solution came to mind immediately.

Chen Yaoqing does indeed need to eliminate a few powerful figures in the underworld to rebuild his prestige.

To put it nicely, they're like a fierce dragon crossing the river; to put it bluntly, they're like a stray dog ​​that's afraid to go home.

After all, his roots are in Hong Kong Island, and he has to go back in style.

...

Meanwhile, at the Lisboa Hotel, Yu Lan Can sat on pins and needles in his private room, filled with tension and fear. This was the first time in his decades as a casino dealer that he had felt so afraid and terrified.

Because sitting opposite her was none other than Liang Zheng.

Nan Zheng had been sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed for almost half an hour, smoking one cigarette after another, expressionless and cold.

Death is not scary; what is scary is not knowing when you will die.

The unknown is what terrifies people the most.

"Boss Yu, don't be so nervous. I'm not a bad person." Finally, Nan Zheng finished her last cigarette and slowly spoke.

Yu Lancan was shocked and hurriedly said, "Liangzheng, Mo Luobing went to assassinate you, I really don't know anything about it. I just had a big argument with him at the bar, and now we've fallen out."

I was the one who helped this bastard get up here before, but now he doesn't even respect me!

I'm angry too, and I'm also helpless.

"Of course I know, otherwise would you still have the chance to talk to me here?" Nan Zheng said calmly, as if she had no intention of getting angry at all.

"Liangzheng, I really can't do anything about Moro Bing. He doesn't respect me anymore, and I have no power to stop him at all," Yu Lancan said quickly, fearing that Nanzheng would kill him.

What Yu Lancan meant was that Mo Luobing's assassination attempt on Liang Zheng at He Xin's place would not benefit me at all.

On the contrary, it may lead to failure, and decades of accumulation may be shattered.

Indeed, this was the case; Yu Lancan gained absolutely nothing from this fierce battle.

Morobing was also doing things behind his back.

Moro Bing thought that by being brave and ruthless, he could take over several casinos and businesses, and then kill He Xin, he could become the new gambling king.

Little did he know that once He Xin spoke, many more Morobings could come and kill him.

It was simply a matter of perception that led Moro Bing to believe that he and He Xin were on the same level.

That's what you call arrogant and brainless.

"I'll just ask you one question: where does Moro Bing's whole family live? How many people are in their family?" Nan Zheng calmly lit another cigarette, forcefully suppressing her anger.

Yu Lancan pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know either."

If Liangzheng wants it, I can help you look it up.

"Scarface, spend the next few days with Boss Yu and make sure he checks the address carefully," Nan Zheng said expressionlessly. Scarface nodded.

Then he pointed to Yu Lancan and asked, "Where is Morobing now?"

"The same old place."

"how many people?"

"There are probably more than twenty gunmen on the surface, but I don't know the exact number because there are many customers and I can't tell them apart."

"Damn it! This bastard is lucky!" Nan Zheng cursed angrily.

He originally wanted to storm in, but he didn't know if the other side had laid an ambush, whether Moro Bing was there, or what the bar's background was.

If you rush in rashly, you might fall into a trap before you even see anyone.

Xiao Fu, who was standing next to him, said, "There's a hotel across from the Morobing Bar. You can keep an eye on what's going on there 24/7."

“I can go over and keep an eye on it.”

"You don't need to go, I'll go myself!"

Nan Zheng now hates Moro Bing to the core.

If he doesn't personally take care of this mess, he'll be so angry he won't be able to sleep.

“You, Xiao Fu, and the twenty gunmen you brought from Tsim Sha Tsui are all scattered around Moro Bing’s headquarters. As soon as they hear any noise or receive a call from me, they’ll come out and do their job.”

"Fuck your mother! Moro Bing can hide in a bar for a day, but I don't believe he can hide forever."

"If he doesn't come out in three days, I'll blow this bastard to bits with a bomb. At worst, I'll shut down the casino." Nan Zheng's eyes were full of ferocity.

Yu Lancan felt a chill run down his spine.

The body was trembling slightly.

Damn it, thank goodness he wasn't involved. Liang Zheng isn't a complete brute, otherwise there would have been another corpse tonight.

The key point is that Yu Lancan didn't expect that Liang Zheng actually had a backup plan that she hadn't used yet.

This time it really was a battle of ruthlessness against ruthlessness, a clash of titans.

Just then, Long Da called: "Mr. Nan, Superintendent Wen is looking for you."

"What is it?" Nan Zheng narrowed her eyes slightly, concealing the murderous intent in her heart.

"I'm not sure, but it's most likely something that happened tonight. They're probably trying to reconcile us," Long Da said.

"After all, there has been a lot of commotion these past two days, and both sides have already started to exchange fire."

"Tell him, if it's not Moro Bing who's dead, then it's him who's dead! If that Wen guy dares to take the money and not do the job, I'll take care of him first!" Nan Zheng cursed.

Then he called Big B and asked him to take two hundred soldiers to the island to raid the number gang's territory.

Regardless of whose number it is for, they'll target anyone they see and sabotage any business they can get their hands on.

Given enough time, Morobing will definitely become restless.

Even if he can sit still, those below him won't be able to.

If he still doesn't come out by then, Nan Zheng won't even need to lift a finger; his henchmen will have to take care of him.

After all, if small businesses are wiped out and even the big ones don't come to help, what use are you?

...

For several days in a row, Big B led his men to vandalize the number gang's land.

It was basically an indiscriminate brawl; they would randomly find Moro Bing's territory and rush in to smash and destroy it.

In just two days, more than fifty businesses were smashed to pieces, and hundreds of people were injured or disabled.

They quickly couldn't hold out any longer and began calling their superiors to report the situation.

However, Morobing still did not show up.

To put it bluntly, this bastard isn't stupid. He knows that while Liang Zheng isn't showing herself, everyone below is making moves, clearly trying to lure the snake out of its hole.

If they show their faces now, they'll really be doomed.

However, the underlings below don't think so.

After all, if you don't care when something goes wrong at the venue, what's the point of having a boss like you?

It wasn't that they didn't want to disrupt Hung Hing's territory, but the key issue was that as soon as they arrived in Taipa, they were inexplicably targeted and several people were killed or injured.

The key issue is that Moro Bing only notified them by phone and didn't show up. Without this leader, how could his henchmen have the morale to go on a revenge mission?
Now that we're blocked on both ends, we're completely at a disadvantage.

On the third day, Nan Zheng stood at her apartment window, glanced at the bar across the street, and sneered, "Still not coming out? Then don't fucking come out."

He immediately called Xiao Fu:
"Throw the bomb right in there! I want to turn this bar upside down!"

"There are quite a few people there." Xiao Fu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Knowing it's so chaotic outside and still not leaving, they must be part of the Number Gang. Since they're already part of the Number Gang, what are they hesitating for?" Nan Zheng's eyes were full of malice as she went downstairs with a cigarette in her mouth.

He's a man of his word.

If he doesn't come out in three days, then send Morobing straight to heaven.

Making money isn't as satisfying as getting revenge.

Nan Zheng was never one to suffer injustice.

As I went downstairs and stepped out the door, I saw Xiao Fu slowly park his Toyota Hiace on the side of the street. Just as he was about to get out of the car, I suddenly saw a few people coming out of the bar.

Nan Zheng squinted and saw that the leader was none other than Mo Luobing, who had an angry expression on his face. She immediately drew her gun, aimed it at him, and pulled the trigger.

"Liang Zheng?" Just then, Mo Luobing looked up and saw the other person standing opposite him like a divine warrior descending from the sky. He was so frightened that he instinctively ran inside.

A group of henchmen immediately became human shields.

Bang bang bang!

A burst of gunfire immediately felled three or four people.

"Ram it!" Nan Zheng shouted. The members of the Number Gang quickly drew their guns and returned fire. Nan Zheng leaped and hid behind a car next to her.

Just as Moro Bing was about to rush back to the bar, a Toyota Hiace came crashing into him head-on. He felt like his scalp was about to explode!

He instinctively dodged backward.

boom!
The front of the car crashed into the bar entrance, completely blocking the exit.

The bar was immediately blocked off, and Xiao Fu kicked open the car door, grabbed his weapon, and started firing at the henchmen inside.

...

"Brother Qing, let's start the movie!" The young man at the street food stall shouted, pointing to the bar a hundred meters away. Chen Yaoqing turned around and was immediately overjoyed.

"I knew it would be like this."

"Call for backup immediately. We'll go up after they've finished fighting like dogs."

"OK!"

The sound of gunfire erupted from the bar, creating a menacing atmosphere even in broad daylight, causing many people to flee in panic.

The surrounding three or four streets were suddenly deserted.

At this moment, Morobing was so frightened that he almost wet himself.

He never expected that Liang Zheng, that bastard, would actually stay across from his bar for several days.

During this period, all the members of the Number Gang were entangled with Big B and his gang.

Therefore, most people were keeping an eye on things from the outside, in case Hung Hing launched a counterattack at any time.

Who would have thought that the most powerful fighter was right around his own base?

This is what Morobing fears most.

This isn't a surprise, it's a fucking horror!
While the gunmen were fighting with Nan Zheng, Mo Luobing quickly got into his newly bought MPV, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

Just then, Scarface and a group of gunmen surrounded them from the outside. Nan Zheng rolled to the side and got off her original position, raising her gun and killing the remaining two.

Watching the MPV drive away, Nan Zheng angrily kicked over a nearby trash can and yelled, "That bastard can't have gone far! Chase after him!"

"Boss." Scarface quickly drove the Chevrolet over, opened the door, got in, grabbed a weapon, and loaded it quickly.

They sped away without even closing the door.

But at that moment, he recognized two familiar figures at a glance and fired a burst of bullets without thinking.

Da da da da da——

Gunfire erupted with menacing flashes, bullets clattered as they fell into the vehicle, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder, and the two men at the food stall were instantly knocked down.

Nan Zheng immediately told Scarface to turn around and let the others chase after him.

After getting out of the car, he immediately saw Chen Yaoqing lying on the ground, vomiting blood continuously.

Two shots to the chest and one to the head.

The AK's accuracy was very poor; the remaining ten or so bullets all hit the lower half of the body.

Their scrotums were completely smashed.

"Holy crap, Chen Yaoqing?" Scarface stared at the man in disbelief.

"I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise." Nan Zheng sneered, "I was wondering why he looked so familiar, turns out he really is my damn enemy."

"Boss, you didn't know it was them?" Scarface looked at Nan Zheng in shock.

Did you shoot someone you didn't know was your enemy?
Aren't you afraid of hurting outsiders?

But Nan Zheng wasn't afraid at all; bullets were free, so she could shoot as much as she wanted.

If you hit your enemy, then everyone's happy, and the peanuts won't have been wasted.

It doesn't matter if I don't win.

Anyway, it's all come to us effortlessly now.

Surprises bring great joy.

It seems I'll finally get my revenge today.

boom!boom!
"Chase after him! I'm going to take down that bastard Moro Bing today!" Nan Zheng fired a few more shots, blowing Chen Yaoqing's head off, before quickly getting into the car.

"They're all dead and all by themselves, how the hell do you think I'd let him get away again?"

(End of this chapter)