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

Chapter 153 "151" Eat meat or eat people, the choice is yours.

An MPV sped along the national highway like a madman, racing at top speed.

With the accelerator floored, Moro Bing felt his hair stand on end, his skin crawling, and his eyes filled with terror.

Sweat dripped down his back, soaking it completely.

But today's strong winds came very suddenly.

Morobing never expected that Liang Zheng, that bastard, was on his own turf.

He was well aware that if he were captured by Hung Hing, he would be severely injured, if not killed.

Morobing overtook seven or eight cars in a row, speeding aimlessly. Only when he checked his rearview mirror and saw that there were no other vehicles following him did he breathe a sigh of relief...

boom!
Suddenly, a huge black van crashed into the side, instantly throwing the MPV to the side and sending it flying. Moro Bing staggered.

In just a moment, the MPV started spinning in circles on the national highway, swaying from side to side, and finally crashed headfirst into a large tree in front of it.

The car was completely crushed inside; the tree had snapped in half, and many dry branches pierced through the windows and went straight through the MPV's body.

Just one centimeter away, a dry branch was about to pierce his neck. Moro Bing's terrified pupils widened, and his whole body trembled.

Before he could react, someone fired a shot from outside.

A bloody hole was immediately punched into his right arm, and Moro Bing screamed in agony.

He was then forcibly dragged out.

It's not a car door, it's a car window.

When he came to his senses, Moro Bing immediately saw himself being held down by several veterans, while a young man in a suit and leather shoes walked up to him with a cigarette in his mouth, his hands in his pockets, and a sinister look on his face.

"Run! Aren't you supposed to be a fast runner?"

"Fuck your mother, do you really think I'm dead?" Nan Zheng kicked Mo Luobing three or four meters away, sending him flying sideways.

A series of cracking sounds came from mid-air. Moro Bing felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a truck and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This time, the pain was so intense that I couldn't even scream.

"Liang Zheng!" Mo Luobing was terrified, clutching his chest and gritting his teeth as he stared at Nan Zheng on the ground.

"Moro Bing, you're really awesome, shooting me with a dozen AKs at once? Hmm?" Nan Zheng raised her foot and stomped on Moro Bing's face, her smile full of warmth, but it was a cold and icy one.

"I really admire you. No one in Hong Kong would dare to disrespect me like this."

You're the first one in Macau, but that's all.

Now I'll play with you slowly, until your whole family is wiped out.

"Liangzheng, I'm doomed today because of you. I have nothing to say. Do whatever you want with me," Moro Bing said through gritted teeth, before being quickly restrained by Scarface and the others.

He now understood that the Hung Hing men knew they were traveling on the national highway, so they didn't chase after him at all.

Instead, they took the shortcut and went straight.

Otherwise, Liangzheng would never have been able to drive the car sideways and crash into us.

As for why I know...

When people encounter danger, their first instinct is to escape the scene, as far away as possible.

This is human nature.

You'll understand if you think about it for a moment.

Moreover, Big B and his men are all on the periphery; if you can't see them, they must still be inside.

"Whether you want to kill or torture me, of course you have to listen to me, or listen to you?" Nan Zheng's eyes were full of ferocity as she stepped on Mo Luobing's head with a savage smile, looking at him like he was a dead dog.

Then, with a wave of his hand, Scarface quickly grabbed a knife and severed Morobing's tendons in his hands and feet.

Morobing trembled all over in pain, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he suddenly convulsed.

“Take it back with you. Brother Morobing has a lot to say to me.”

"Don't kill him, or we won't have anything to do." Nan Zheng said with a smile, glancing at the traffic jam not far away, not caring at all. Then she got into the Chevrolet and drove off with her group of people.

……

Upon receiving word of the incident, Lin Sheng led a dozen or so gunmen to the scene at breakneck speed.

But when he saw Chen Yaoqing at the food stall beaten up, his face immediately turned gloomy and uncertain.

"Brother Sheng, something's happened." A henchman pointed to the bar next door, and Lin Sheng turned around and immediately saw a scene he would never forget.

"Tear..." Lin Sheng gasped.

Because more than a dozen gunmen from the number gang were lying haphazardly in the bar.

Without exception, they were all riddled with holes.

Each of them died a gruesome death.

Not only were they shot, but their hands and feet were also broken and twisted.

It looks like a bow.

It sends chills down your spine at first glance.

"Did Liang Zheng do all of this?" Lin Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"I don't know, but someone saw Liang Zheng get into the car and chase after Mo Luobing after killing Chen Yaoqing, leaving only a few people here. It should be these people, most of whom were not killed by him," the henchman explained.

"Then who did it? Does Liang Zheng have such capable henchmen under her command?" Lin Sheng got goosebumps.

No wonder they dared to oppose the reporter; they really do have that kind of ability.

The Lin brothers, Lin Sheng and Lin Jing, have been expanding their business in Macau during this period.

Therefore, although he had never met Liang Zheng, he had heard about her deeds.

"Forget it, ignore them." Lin Sheng waved his hand and said loudly:
"Get all the people from the number gang out of here. From now on, this place will be my new territory."

"no problem……"

A group of henchmen immediately scattered, and suddenly a figure darted out of the bar, wielding an AK and firing rapidly in their direction.

bang bang bang-

Lin Sheng was instantly knocked down and shot three or four times.

The gun was firing horizontally, and several people next to Lin Sheng were also shot and covered in blood.

Another one even had his head blown off.

The gunman from Xinji was taken aback and quickly drew his gun to return fire, but he only managed to fire one burst before the other side drove off.

"Quick, quick, save him!" The remaining henchmen were terrified when they saw Lin Sheng vomiting blood, and immediately carried him into the car.

Xiao Fu was completely relieved when he heard the other person call out Xin Ji's name on the street. He quickly drove out of the number gang's territory.

He was left behind by Nan Zheng with the intention of annihilating him.

Xiao Fu originally thought the other party was all Moro Bing's men and wanted to eliminate them completely.

Now that he heard it wasn't true, he turned around and left.

……

A dozen or so cars returned to Taipa in a grand procession. Nan Zheng got out of the car and went to a sand field, where she had Scarface drag Moro Bing off the sand.

Then they took out a cross that they had prepared beforehand and nailed the person to it.

Instead of handcuffs and shackles, or ropes, they were nailed on.

Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, pulled a chair from the trunk, sat down, crossed her legs, squinted her eyes slightly, tilted her head back, and enjoyed the wonderful music of the moment.

Screams filled the air. More than twenty nails had been driven into Morobing's limbs, leaving him half-dead and covered in blood and gore.

He reeked of blood.

"Keep yelling, keep yelling, why did you stop?" Nan Zheng picked at her ears, feeling much better.

Moro Bing hung his head, his eyes filled with fear and ruthlessness, staring intently at the languid Nan Zheng in front of him, gritting his teeth and growling, "Liang Zheng, if you have the guts, just kill me. What's the point of torturing me... Ah!"

Scarface picked up the nail and hammer again and hammered it into Morobing's palm.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't even scream.

"Kill you? You fucking think I'm some kind of saint? I told you, I'll play with you until your whole family is wiped out." Nan Zheng pointed:

"You think I can't catch you just because your whole family is in Hawaii?"

"I have plenty of time today, and I'll have plenty of free time these next few days. I'll slowly let you clean up your house!"

Morobing's pupils contracted instantly.

"Has Yu Lan Can arrived yet?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette and turning around.

Scarface nodded: "Boss, I've already had a few of my men bring the men over."

"It probably won't take long."

“Okay, I’m in a good mood right now, waiting a while isn’t a bad idea,” Nan Zheng said with a smile, crossing her legs.

"Liangzheng, Liangzheng, don't bring trouble on your family!" Moro Bing was once again terrified. He wasn't even afraid of death, but at this moment he was truly afraid.

"You want to talk to me about rules?" Nan Zheng scoffed. "My rules are the only rules!"

"Fuck your mother! You think you can wipe me out just because you have a few henchmen tipping you off?"
I said I'd make you extinct, and you'll be extinct. Even Jesus wouldn't give you that much face.

"Liang, Liangzheng..." A car slowly drove up, and Yu Lancan trembled when he saw Moro Bing being nailed to the cross alive.

I don't know if I'm scared or excited.

"Boss Yu, why are you only arriving now? It's already afternoon, are you still not awake?" Nan Zheng smiled and had another chair brought over.

"I'm about to have some barbecue, would you like some?"

"Brother Zheng, even with all this, you still have the mood to eat barbecue?" Yu Lancan sat down, trembling.

"Such good meat is right here, wouldn't it be a waste not to eat it?" Nan Zheng said, hugging the fishmonger's neck with a giggle.
"You've probably eaten plenty of rare beef, but you've never had rare human flesh before, have you?"

The sight of Yu Lancan instantly made my hair stand on end.

Even Scarface and his men were stunned, looking at Moro Bing with disbelief.

No wonder they don't let people die so quickly.

This should be eaten while it's hot.

"You bastard, so it was you who tipped me off! I'll haunt you even in death!" Moro Bing gritted his teeth and glared at Yu Lancan, his murderous intent rising.

"They're making a lot of noise, I like it!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

"Scarface, light the furnace, set up the fire."

"I've known Mr. Yu for so long, but I haven't given him any gifts. I might as well treat him to a nice meal!"

"Brother Zheng, what you're doing..."

Yu Lancan looked at Nan Zheng with awe, and even his way of addressing her changed unconsciously.

He used to be quite afraid of Moro Bing, but now that he's seen Liang Zheng's methods...

He felt that Morobing was really a child's play.

That bastard is just a crazy playboy, but Liang Zheng is truly insane.

"By the way, when will those people from Hawaii be able to come? If you're full later, I'll treat you to some Kanjia hamburgers. I'm sure Mr. Yu won't refuse, right?" Nan Zheng smiled and put her arm around Yu Lancan's shoulder.

"Brother Zheng, please stop playing tricks on me. Let's talk this out, please." Yu Lancan was genuinely terrified.

Even if Liang Zheng didn't do anything to him, her behavior was still too brutal.

And Scarface had already started burning charcoal to build the stove.

That bastard is telling the truth!
“Boss Yu, why would I play tricks on you? You know I’m always kind-hearted, how could I possibly mess with you?” Nan Zheng looked at Yu Lancan with a smile, but it made Yu Lancan feel a chill in his heart.

Before long, Big Foot brought out several pounds of marinated beef skewers to grill. "Boss Yu, you don't really think I'm going to eat human flesh, do you? Who would be so heartless? I'm just kidding, just kidding!" Nan Zheng patted Yu Lancan on the shoulder again.

But Yu Lancan was already sweating profusely.

Because he simply couldn't tell which of Liang Zheng's words were true and which were false.

His style of doing things is too distinctive.

Even more unpredictable.

"Chop off this bastard's hands and feet." Nan Zheng then looked at Mo Luobing, whose gaze was icy cold, and pointed at him with a contemptuous expression:
"Remember, chop off the fingers and toes one joint at a time, and then cut them off one by one. I want this bastard to become a human pig, and only when he sees his whole family chopped off can he die."

Morobing's face was ashen, but he still stared intently at the two of them.

It's as if refusing to back down will earn you higher regard.

"Boss, this might be a bit difficult," Scarface said, but his eyes betrayed his barely concealed excitement.

"Difficulty? It gets easier after you do it a lot. What do you think hospital adrenaline is for?"

"If one injection doesn't work, try two. If two injections don't work, try three or four... There will always be a time when this bastard is half dead but not completely dead."

"Take him away. I can't stand the sight of blood."

After waving her hand to let Scarface and the others drag away that idiot Moro Bing, Nan Zheng sat down on the barbecue grill, eating meat skewers while beckoning to Yu Lan Can with her finger:

"Mr. Fish, come over and let's talk."

They didn't even ask Morobing what money he wanted.

He knew that Morobing's money was Yulancan's money, but Yulancan's money might not be Morobing's money.

Therefore, as long as Yu Lancan is won over, both of their money will be their own.

"Zheng, Brother Zheng, you have a good appetite." Yu Lancan looked at the beef skewers on the grill with trembling hands. Thinking of Mo Luobing's miserable state just now, he felt as if the meat was cut off from Mo Luobing's body.

"Whether my appetite is good or not, I still have to rely on you, Yulancan."

"Brother Zheng, just say what you have to say."

"Great! I love your straightforwardness, just like me!" Nan Zheng clapped her hands after finishing a beef skewer.

"Moro Bing was your henchman, but he's fallen from grace now. Do you have any plans for him?"

"If you're willing, Brother Zheng, I can let you manage the casino!" Yu Lancan quickly understood what he meant after a moment's thought.

“Hmm, not bad.” Nan Zheng nodded in satisfaction: “But you don’t need to manage the casino. I just want your casino shares.”

He then held up two fingers: "20% of the shares, isn't that a bit much?"

"From now on, do things however you want, just like you always have."

"If you ever run out of troops to keep up with, just call me anytime and I'll help you."

“Okay.” Yu Lancan quickly realized that Nan Zheng wanted to work behind the scenes, but for some reason didn’t want to be too obvious.

However, having Liang Zheng as a backer is not a bad thing.

Although this bastard is ruthless, he is at least exceptionally resourceful and can solve most of my problems, leaving me with no worries whatsoever.

Moreover, Liang Zheng is not like Mo Luobing, who wants to have his cake and eat it too.

He'll continue to support his henchmen and make money in the same way he always has.

You can earn a helper by owning only a small number of shares.

Why not?
There's not much choice when it comes to fishponds.

In reality, Nan Zheng was also in a difficult position. After all, his own casino had not yet opened. If he were to take over the Number Gang's casino now, he would be caught in a pincer movement and trouble would follow one after another. What was the point?
It would be better to let the number gang and the new boss Gao Laosi fight like dogs.

After MGM Entertainment reopens and generates stable revenue, it's not too late to take over Fish Lane Entertainment in one go.

Anyway, all his assets are in Macau, so he can't run away anywhere.

Nan Zheng isn't some lazy bum like Morobinna, who only cares about greed and doesn't consider the bigger picture.

It's clear how to maximize profits.

If nothing unexpected happens, Broken Tooth Koi will soon take over after Moro Bing's downfall.

Having Broken Tooth Koi work for me doesn't seem like a bad idea, does it?
Just then, the phone rang.

After the deal was finalized, Yu Lancan calmed down considerably. He knew Nan Zheng only wanted to make money and wouldn't do anything to him; they were on the same side. So, he leisurely picked up his mobile phone and answered, "Hello, who is this?"

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Lancan's expression changed.

"Brother Zheng, something's happened."

"What is it?" Nan Zheng asked lazily.

"Moro Bing's sworn brother, Rotten Life Dragon, has returned from Southeast Asia."

"This guy is completely reckless, even crazier than Morobing."

"No problem. Do you have any photos? I'll take care of him for you tonight." Nan Zheng waved her hand. Now the Number Gang has been reduced to a disorganized mess, and they can no longer act recklessly like before.

Let alone being crazier than Moro Bing, he wouldn't even care if Lanminglong was a notorious bandit!

“However, Mr. Fish, I have some brothers who are either dead or injured, so it’s not easy to deal with them…” Nan Zheng said, drawing out her words.

Yu Lancan immediately understood: "I manage Mo Luobing's account. He thought that by controlling me, he could make money from money, so he was always very at ease."

“There are at least 30 million in the account. I will convert them into bearer bonds for you in the next two days.”

"Alright, alright, I knew Mr. Fish was a great philanthropist, just like me. Let's eat meat!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

Yu Lancan felt a chill run through her heart.

He now understood that what Nan Zheng had meant by cutting off Moro Bing's flesh for barbecue was actually directed at him.

Calling a deer a horse, and striking a mountain to intimidate a tiger.

This method is so clever and subtle that most people wouldn't be able to see it.

If I hadn't behaved myself earlier, things would probably be much more complicated than just eating beef now.

Thinking of this, Yu Lancan realized how frightened he was, and his hand holding the beef skewers trembled as if he had Parkinson's disease.

He has now realized—

This beautiful zither is even more ruthless and insane than Moro Bing, and her cunning is also much deeper.

……

On the other side, an elderly man stood in the study window of the villa, smoking a cigar. His temples were gray, but his eyes were sharp. Even though he was over fifty, his eyes were still very sharp.

"Master, Moro Bing is dead." The head steward slowly walked in, knocked on the door and said.

"How did he die?" He Xin asked without turning his head, seemingly unsurprised.

The executive said directly, "He was captured alive by Liang Zheng on the national highway and then taken back to Taipa. Yu Lan Can was also taken there afterward."

"If I'm not mistaken, given Liang Zheng's personality and methods, she'll probably make an example of someone to warn others."

"This beautiful zither has actually helped me out," He Xin sneered.

Moro Bing's scoundrel caused such a stir that it angered everyone, from gods to immortals. Originally, He Xin even wanted to ask his old friend Guo Yingnan to get rid of him.

I didn't expect Nan Zheng to make the first move.

"Was it Liang Zheng that Moro Bing assassinated at the Lisboa Hotel?" He Xin asked.

"It's Gao Laosi and Liang Zheng."

"One of our chefs tipped us off, and then Moro Bing laid an ambush. We only found out after Gao Laosi had already chopped the man to pieces," Gao Jia said.

"From now on, we'll break up all the employees of the Lisboa Group, and we won't hire anyone with gang affiliations," He Xin said after a moment of silence.

He took a few puffs of his cigar, gazed out the window, and seemed lost in thought.
"Another dragon crossing the river."

“Liang Zheng, I’d like to see if you’re the next Moro Bing.”

……

That evening, Lanminglong arrived at Morobing's bar.

He sat down and yelled at Yu Lan Can, "Fuck your mother! Did you betray my brother?"

"Rotten Dragon, are you brain-dead? Ah Bing is someone I raised, how could I betray him?" Yu Lancan cursed directly.

"What benefit would I gain from betraying him? What good would it do me?"

"Can't you use your brain and think about this properly?"

"I heard you went to Taipa today," the rotten-hearted dragon sneered.
"Yu Lancan, you can fool others, but you can't fool me."

"So what if I've been there? Liang Zheng even threatened me, demanding that I hand over the casino to him! I'm just a boss who spends money to support people, what can I do?" Yu Lan Can said irritably.

The rotten dragon suddenly had a thought.

Originally, he wanted to use this as an excuse to find an opportunity to take down Yu Lan Can and swallow up the casino.

Because he didn't know if Yu Lan Can had collaborated with Liang Zheng, he figured it was best to strike first.

But I never expected Yu Lancan to say that.

Therefore, I had this idea at that time.

What a load of rubbish about sworn brothers! Nothing beats the peace of mind that money can provide.

"Boss Yu, I was just joking with you. Don't worry, I will definitely help you get rid of Liang Zheng, this major threat, and also help my sworn brother get revenge!" Lanminglong turned around and laughed loudly, leading a group of people to get up.

He was surrounded by Cambodian thugs.

His previous trip to Southeast Asia was to find help to expand his business back in Macau.

After Lanminglong's men left, a new henchman behind Yulan Can stared for a moment, then narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Boss, do you want me to bring some men to take care of him for you?"

"No need, someone will naturally do things for me." Yu Lancan smiled slightly.

As soon as they saw the rotten dragon get on the bus, the group of people left in droves.

But it had only just been lit.

boom--

Three or four cars exploded in succession, sending flames soaring into the sky. Instantly, a large number of people were killed or injured, and those around them were blown up, lying haphazardly and coughing up blood.

Upon seeing this, the group of henchmen newly recruited by Yu Lan Can were all terrified and their courage was shattered.

This scene was incredibly impactful.

In a mere fifty meters or less, several lives were instantly lost in the flames.

A few tougher ones were also engulfed in flames, running wildly through the night streets like madmen, howling in agony.

Like a human torch, a vengeful spirit seeking death.

Yu Lancan was also shocked by Liang Zheng's ruthlessness. He suppressed the urge to vomit and forced a smile through his teeth: "Lan Minglong and his gang want to take advantage of me, but they forgot that I, Yu Lancan, have been in this business for so many years and I'm not just a liar!"

Turning his head to look at the henchman beside him, whose pupils had widened:
"Ah Ju, I have high hopes for you."

“If you can get up, I plan to hand over the casino to you to manage... Don’t let me down.”

"Don't worry, Mr. Fish, I definitely won't let you down." Broken Tooth Koi was trembling all over. He had only been out in the game for a short time, and he had never seen such a brutal and bloody side.

I felt even more awe for Yu Lancan.

Originally, Yu Lancan also felt that Nan Zheng had a big appetite, wanted a lot of shares, and did nothing.

But now it seems that Liang Zheng can at least serve as a warning to others.

At least I will never see someone like Morobing again.

(End of this chapter)