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

Chapter 154 "152" I said whoever dies, dies.

"Boss, Yu Lancan has brought the money." Scarface walked into the office carrying a money box, placed it on the table, and opened it.

These are three bearer bonds worth ten million each.

"That's interesting." Nan Zheng sat on the sofa, glanced at it, and raised an eyebrow:
"Yu Lancan said it would arrive in two days at the latest, but it was delivered in less than a day."

"That's quite efficient."

"They were probably stunned and scared by Xiao Fu's series of explosives," Scarface chuckled. "After all, more than a dozen people died."

"Scared already? I really overestimated him. I thought he'd be tougher," Nan Zheng sneered.

Whether Yu Lancan is tough or not is unknown, but he certainly knows that even if Lanminglong dies, he will not be tough.

He'd be fried into mincemeat the moment he stepped outside; if he could still be tough, then Nan Zheng would have to admire him.

"Gao Laosi gave me 15 million. I'll take 5 million out and distribute it to the brothers below." Nan Zheng threw a money bag out of the drawer.

"Especially the two brothers who died, they should be given five times the compensation."

“Okay.” Scarface nodded, his face showing little surprise or emotion.

Even if he was familiar with those bodyguards and had a good relationship with them, that's just how it is when you're in the business.

They were putting their lives on the line; a single misstep could result in them being beaten to death on the spot.

Life and death are things we've seen countless times on the battlefield.

Nan Zheng was in a pretty good mood today, having received 15 million from Gao Lao Si, 30 million from Yu Lan Can, and spent 5 million on expenses.

They even made a net profit of 40 million.

Adding to what they got from Lei Jiabao before, all sorts of other things, it's almost another 100 million.

Nan Zheng planned to make some more money and give it to Tang Judy to raise 200 million yuan to buy real estate and land, as well as build various buildings.

Now that we know the general trend, we have no choice but to go for it head-on and make a good profit.

Two hundred million can do a lot these days, but compared to land and real estate, it's nothing, just a drop in the ocean.

It won't cause any trouble.

After all, for a land king like Li Ka-shing in Causeway Bay, the initial investment is two to three billion.

That's too little comparison.

As soon as Scarface left, Long Da walked in: "Mr. Nan, Superintendent Wen is here."

"Let him in," Nan Zheng said calmly, and then saw Superintendent Wen enter the room with an angry expression.

He sat down and went straight to the point: "Liangzheng, how long are you going to keep going?"

"Superintendent Man, why are you so angry? You don't even greet me with 'Hello, Mr. Nan,' are you trying to impress me with your first words?" Nan Zheng teased him, a rare occurrence for her.

"I'm right here, what tricks could they possibly pull?"

"Mr. Nan, please stop hitting him." Superintendent Man took a deep breath, adjusted his tone, and then said gently:

"You've only been here for less than a week, and all you've done is gunfights and explosions killing people. Do you really think Macau is the Middle East?"

"When I'm not here, what's the difference between Macau and the Middle East?" Nan Zheng rested her hands on the table.
"Every few days there are bank robberies, every five days there's a gunfight, every seven days there's a kidnapping, all sorts of big gangs are here... but they just let themselves go and do whatever they want, they're lawless."

“Superintendent Man, you’re accusing me of causing trouble as soon as you arrive. That’s not right, is it?”

Nan Zheng, of course, knew exactly what Haojiang was and what had happened there.

Targeted approaches have always been his nature and style.

They don't care what others do, but now that they've taken my money, they're accusing me of misbehaving.

Are you some kind of inhuman person?

Superintendent Man took another deep breath and said, "Mr. Nan, you're different from those people."

"How is it different? Tell me." Nan Zheng really didn't know what was different.

“You’re a local strongman with your own base, while those big-time robbers are like rootless duckweed, able to rob and flee at will.”

"If something happens to you, protecting you will be extremely difficult. After all, everyone knows you're the one who caused the trouble, and your territory is in Taipa. So, should I arrest you or not? Should I crack down on it or not?"

"On the contrary, those robbers, if they can catch someone, they just do it; if they can't... they just find someone to take their place, so what does it matter?"

"The big circle's rules don't apply to you local bullies."

"After all, everyone knows it was you who did it. Do you think the people above are idiots?" Superintendent Man slowly explained the whole story.

"Oh, I see," Nan Zheng said with a drawn-out laugh.

"It's nothing."

"You call this a trivial matter?" Superintendent Man's eyes widened immediately.

Is this how arrogant you are when you do things in Hong Kong?
Are the police officers on Hong Kong Island incompetent?
The main reason was that Nan Zheng was too flamboyant last night. She sent Xiao Fu to arrange some homemade explosives and a lot of Molotov cocktails. When they were connected to the accelerator and exploded, they not only killed Nan Zheng but also killed her.

Even the henchmen nearby were affected, getting splashed with fire and running around like ghosts in the middle of the night.

It scared a lot of people.

If things are like this and the foreigners still haven't made a move, who will dare to travel to Macau in the future?
“Superintendent Man, this is simple, really too simple, I’m not kidding.” Nan Zheng smiled and tossed a check out of the drawer.

He pointed and said, "Look how simple it is."

"One million?" Superintendent Man glanced at it subconsciously and was immediately stunned.

"Listen to me, this isn't about the money, and that's not what I meant..."

He threw out another million.

"now what?"

"I'm telling the truth, I really didn't..."

He threw out another million.

"now what?"

"Let me finish speaking..."

He threw out another million.

"now what?"

“Mr. Nan, I think you have done a great service to the people by eliminating a scourge!” Superintendent Man immediately said righteously, his face full of seriousness.

"Oh, so I've rid the people of a scourge now?" Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"Of course, Moro Bing was a man who bullied men and women, was heartless and committed all kinds of evil... Now that he's dead, if it was an accident, then everyone is happy. If not, then Mr. Nan has rid the people of a scourge and accumulated good deeds, isn't that a good thing?" Superintendent Wen instantly changed his attitude, and even his thinking broadened considerably.

There was nothing I could do; Nan Zheng gave me way too much.

He simply couldn't refuse!
A police superintendent earns less than ten thousand a month. The money he earns here is more than he could ever earn in his entire life. So what is there to consider?
I'm going back to Portugal anyway in '99, so I might as well go back with my pension.

Moreover, Superintendent Man is already forty years old; he might not even live to be ninety-nine.

Liang Zheng has business here, and the casino is a goldmine... who knows, maybe in ten or eight years, she'll be earning hundreds of millions a year.

Wouldn't I earn even more if I served the people a little during this time?
Why go against the other party? Why turn your back on money?
As expected, upon seeing the millions of dollars in checks, Superintendent Man's thinking suddenly broadened, and even his perspective became clear and insightful.

"Superintendent Man, I always knew you were a great philanthropist, dedicated to fighting crime and maintaining order, making an immense contribution to Macau society. You're practically a saint." Nan Zheng patted Superintendent Man on the shoulder with a smile.

"Just like me!"

"That's right, everyone's a good person, everyone's a good person." Superintendent Wen also had a fawning look on his face, quickly stuffing the check into his pocket, afraid that Nan Zheng would change her mind.

Nan Zheng glanced at it and laughed, "So, Superintendent Wen, what do you plan to do?"

"It's very simple. Just do as I just said, and it will definitely be handled perfectly. I have connections above me, you know." Superintendent Wen chuckled and pointed upwards, then thought for a moment and added:

"Of course, if Mr. Nan really wants to become a great philanthropist in Macau and get a medal of merit, then he will have to grease some palms."

"After all, this money isn't just for me..."

Nan Zheng raised her hand and threw out a check for one million.

Then he pointed and said, "Is that enough? If not, I have more."

"That's enough, that's enough. I promise to deliver the medal and certificate to Mr. Nan in a few days!" Superintendent Wen was overjoyed.

The order in Macau and Hong Kong Island is different, but they are essentially the same.

They all took other people's land; they'll have to return it sooner or later.

Since you're going to pay it back anyway, it's just a matter of a few years sooner or later, so why work so hard?

It's better to just honestly make more money.

Not to mention that the area around Macau is even more corrupt than Hong Kong Island. There is no Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) here, and they don't even bother with the most obvious pretense. They take money openly and honestly.

It's easy to imagine that money really does buy anything here; anyone can become an obedient dog that's at everyone's beck and call.

That's enough money.

"Superintendent Wen, Morobing has fallen, and it's a group fall." Nan Zheng leaned back in her chair, leisurely shaking her leg.
"Even his sworn brother, Lanminglong, was taken down by me."

Now is the time to make money. If we take everything down in one fell swoop, we might have tens of millions in revenue every year. I'm the kind of person who enjoys sharing happiness.

Superintendent Man, you make tens of millions a year, there's no reason you wouldn't want to have some fun together, right?

"You're really that kind-hearted, not only refusing the money but also overflowing with saintly compassion, trying to go all the way and offend me to avenge that dead man, Morobing?"

“Mr. Nan, I’m not afraid to say it, the reason you’re under pressure in this matter is actually because Moro Bing has bribed a lot of foreigners…” Superintendent Man said meaningfully, making his point very clear.

"But I'll take care of it for you, so don't worry about it."

"After all, when a person dies, the debt is settled."

"Good, good! Death absolves all debts. Superintendent Wen, I'm growing to like you more and more. You're just like me, so damn cultured!" Nan Zheng patted Superintendent Wen on the shoulder again and laughed heartily.

To put it bluntly, Superintendent Man is on the same level as those foreigners.

Even if they aren't, I'm not afraid of them.

However, since they see each other all the time, Superintendent Man didn't want to offend them, so he wanted Nan Zheng to stop in time.

But Nan Zheng has already fought his way from Hong Kong Island to Macau, how can he just give up now?
Moreover, now that five million has been spent and Moro Bing is truly dead, Superintendent Man is naturally willing to go through fire and water.

……

Since Moro Bing's death, the Macau Number Gang has been in turmoil for several days, with various factions rapidly rising up.

One of the young men, nicknamed "Broken Tooth Koi," was particularly powerful because he had Yu Lan Can as his backer and was daring and ruthless.

In less than three days, they swallowed up one-third of Morobing's territory.

The rest are fighting their own battles.

Later, the Xinji, Shuifang, and Gao families entered the fray, completely turning the island into a mess.

"Brother Long, what's the background of the Gao family?" Nan Zheng asked, hugging a golden cat.

The golden cat sat seductively on Nan Zheng's lap, occasionally wiggling its buttocks, picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, and said with a smile, "Big Bird Boss, have some fruit."

"Your fruit is so sweet, I'm going to go into my room and eat some more!" Nan Zheng was in a good mood.

Long Da, standing to the side, said nonchalantly, "Mr. Nan, the Gao family is the family of Gao Lao Si."

"Gao Laosi is a Tanka person. In the past, there was a rule that he could not get off the boat. If he went ashore, he would be killed... Now that he has gained power, he has led a group of Tanka people to do all kinds of business on the peninsula."

"I heard he has people on Lamma Island as well."

"I see." Nan Zheng nodded. This was not surprising. If Gao Lao Si was not united, he would probably have been killed by Mo Luo Bing and would not have become a Lao family.

"Where's the water room? One of the people from the Flower Buddha?"

"What Flower Buddha?" Long Da asked suspiciously, as if he had never heard of the name before.

"The person in charge of the Macau Water House is a man named Lai, who has been based here for several years and is quite familiar with people in the Big Circle."

"By the way, that young man who recently rose to prominence in the Number Gang is from the same hometown as Lai from Shuifang."

"The number belongs to a young person? Broken Tooth Koi?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment.

“Yes, that’s him.” Long Da nodded: “The water room went in to sweep the area, specifically to help Broken Tooth Koi eliminate his rivals.”

"Purge dissidents? Damn! You make gangsters sound so cultured when you do things, you might as well call it 'purging the emperor's inner circle'." Nan Zheng scoffed.

In the past few days, he has been constantly arguing with Golden Cat in Macau.

Secondly, we need to see if Morobing has any other tricks up his sleeve.

We solved it together.

To avoid bringing trouble back with you.

However, it seems that the internal strife within the number gang has lasted for so long, so there shouldn't be any major problems now.

“Since the water room and the number gang are one and the same, let them fight as they please. Anyway, there are still Gao Laosi and Xin Ji fighting over there. Once the conflict is resolved, Meigao Entertainment will definitely be stable, after all, it hasn’t even opened for business yet,” Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

Long Da nodded in agreement.

Just then, the phone rang. Nan Zheng answered and said, "Who is it?"

"Brother Zheng, it's me." A bright, cheerful laugh immediately came from inside the fish market.

"Oh, it's Mr. Fish. What's up?"

"It's like this, recently the Gao family, together with Xinji, has been sweeping through the Number Gang's territory, swallowing up a lot of business... That's all fine, but I heard that Xinji is planning to take over my casino." "You know that, right? The casino is my foundation. If it gets robbed, I'm finished." Yu Lancan said with a smile, but judging from his tone, he didn't seem to care much.

He naturally didn't care much, since he had Liang Zheng now.

The casino also holds a 20% stake.

"Sure, since Boss Yu has spoken, I'll definitely help you out." Nan Zheng casually lit a cigarette.

"After all, I own shares in it. If your casino gets robbed, what will I eat?"

“You can call Xinji right now and tell them to come over.”

"Let them come? Will they even come?"

"Do they dare not come?" Nan Zheng picked at her ear and sneered.

"The last guy who dared to be this arrogant with me in Macau was Moro Bing."

"Now the grass on the whole family's graves is eight feet tall."

“Call Lin Jing right now and ask him how many lives his whole family has, that he dares to play this game with me.”

He then grabbed the golden cat and dragged it onto the sofa in the private room and threw it down.

This Vladivostok tiger really angered Nan Zheng.

……

After hanging up the phone, Yu Lancan pondered for a moment, then laughed.

Turning to look at Broken Tooth Koi, she said, "It's done. Liang Zheng will take care of it for us."

"Liang Zheng? That fierce guy from Hung Hing in Hong Kong?" Broken Tooth Koi asked with a puzzled look.

“Yes.” Yu Lancan lit a cigar: “He owns shares in our casino. If something happens to me, he will definitely come to help.”

"Also, just keep this to yourself, don't tell anyone else."

"Okay." Broken Tooth Koi nodded expressionlessly, but was quite surprised inside.

Because he never expected that there was actually a beautiful girl behind Yu Lancan.

That strength is truly beyond imagination.

After all, Liang Zheng is known for her power in Hong Kong Island. She took down Mo Luobing in Macau a few days ago, so she's even more powerful here.

How could someone who's so powerful and influential everywhere he goes actually endorse Yu Lan Can?

Broken Tooth Koi felt that Fish Lane was unfathomable.

After chatting for a few more minutes, he went out to find his trusted confidant, A Liao.

Tell A-Liao to deliver a message to the new reporter.

……

"What? Liang Zheng wants me to go to Taipa?" Lin Jing squinted at his underling.

The younger brother nodded quickly: "Yes, it was Ah Liao, Broken Tooth Koi's confidant, who gave us the information just half an hour ago."

"Then, not long after, Big B from Taipa also called."

“At first I didn’t care, but now that people from Hung Hing have called, it seems to be true.”

"Broken Tooth Koi made a statement, and then went to Big B Boy... Damn! Is Liang Zheng trying to endorse him by giving his number?" Lin Jing couldn't help but curse.

"Didn't Liang Zheng just kill Moro Bing? Why is she at the platform number gang?"

"Boss, what do you mean by that?" the underling asked, completely bewildered.

"Are you stupid? How would Broken Tooth Koi know that Liang Zheng was looking for me? They must be in contact with each other, so they must have informed each other in advance," Lin Jing said irritably.

His brother, Lin Sheng, was seriously injured in a beating and is still in the hospital.

Now Liangzheng has suddenly come to the door.

It's definitely not going to be good.

"Boss, should we go or not?" the underling couldn't help but ask.

"Fuck your mother! Do you think I won't go now?" Lin Jing cursed.

The saying goes, "The Xiang family rules the world, the Lin family rules the world," which proves that few of the Lin brothers are fools.

He knew perfectly well that the die was cast and there was no other choice but to proceed.

If Liang Zheng uses this as an excuse to start a fight, then we'll really have no choice but to run away with our backs to the ground.

The new hotel is still weak, and the situation in Hong Kong and Kowloon is not yet completely stable.

There's no way to compete with Liang Zheng; I can only grit my teeth and get through it.

Half an hour later, Lin Jing arrived at MGM Entertainment with several trusted confidants.

Upon arriving at the casino, Scarface searched Lin Jing before letting him in alone.

The remaining few stood at the door.

Lin Jing was both angry and helpless, as Liang Zheng was now in a stronger position.

Upon entering the office, I immediately saw a carefree young man lying on the sofa smoking, with two or three cats massaging him on either side.

"Liangzheng." Lin Jing forced a smile, but it was a very strained one.

"You're here?" Nan Zheng said without turning her head, "Since you're here, please have a seat."

"Otherwise, there won't be any seats left."

"Liangzheng, what do you mean by that?" Lin Jing looked around warily.

He wasn't afraid of Liang Zheng resorting to underhanded tactics.

But he also knew that Liang Zheng was crazy and that he couldn't be dealt with using ordinary thinking.

"What I mean is... you can't stay around the island anymore, get out." Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of smoke, her expression arrogant:
“It’s not that the heavens of Haojiang won’t allow it, but that I, Liangzheng, will not allow it.”

"Liangzheng, you're so domineering, aren't you afraid of making a lot of enemies?" Lin Jing wasn't angry; instead, he laughed.

Because he had guessed that this would happen.

When the outcome is unknown, people become inexplicably irritable, because the unknown inherently brings a sense of helpless fear.

When the unknown became known, Lin Jing relaxed completely.

Because he knew that getting angry wouldn't help; the only option was to talk.

“What I, Liangzheng, say is more accurate than God’s will. Whoever I say will die, will die.”

"The last person who didn't take me seriously was Moro Bing. Lin Jing, why don't you guess what happened to him?" Nan Zheng asked with a smile.

Lin Jing's heart tightened immediately.

He knew perfectly well how tragic Morobing's fate had been.

If someone were to say they don't know or want to try, they would be in real trouble.

"Don't worry, I, Liangzheng, have never liked to be crushed by a heavy stone." Nanzheng slowly stood up, twisted her neck, and then turned her head:
"You've taken over as many streets as you want, so you'll have to sell them all."

I don't know if anyone would accept three million for a street, but the people who help with phone numbers would definitely be happy to take it.

"You've been fighting for so many days, you've gained face, and now you've made money too, why don't you just stop? Are you tired of living?"

"Liangzheng, Yulan Can doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does he? Because of Moro Bing, I remember you had teeth marks with him, why are you helping him?" Lin Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry.

That was territory that Xinji had fought for months to barely manage to capture.

The cost of personnel injuries and deaths alone is more than ten million.

Not to mention a street worth three million; it wouldn't even break even.

"Compared to Yu Lan Can, I'm even more annoyed by you bunch of good-for-nothings." Nan Zheng sneered, her gaze sharpening.
"Lin Jing, do you want to go down and queue up with Axe Jun?"

Lin Jing felt a chill run down his spine.

He was naturally unaware that Liang Zheng had any cooperation or business dealings with Yu Lan Can.

But given that Liangzheng had a past conflict with Xinji, it makes a lot of sense for her to lend a hand.

After all, Leung Kwan had several assassination attempts on Hong Kong Island, all carried out by the New Reporter.

"You're in charge now, you're the one in charge now." Lin Jing snorted coldly, turned around and left with his men.

"If I'm not powerful, then who are you? If you were powerful, you'd be sitting here arguing with me, not the other way around, you stupid idiot!" Nan Zheng said dismissively.

Scarface watched Lin Jing lead his men away from the doorway and couldn't help but ask, "Are they really going to leave the island? Are they really willing to go back to Hong Kong and Kowloon?"

"Of course not, do you really think they're stupid? Even a fool would be unwilling to accept this." Nan Zheng grabbed the golden cat next to her and said with a grin.

I didn't really care.

There are seven or eight streets in Taipa that belong to Hung Hing, which employs more than 800 people.

There are probably three or four streets in Xinji, with five or six hundred people.

On the surface, the Lin brothers certainly wouldn't dare offend Nan Zheng, but behind the scenes, it's a different story.

It's not impossible that they won't sell the territory to the Gao family, and then Xinji will help them from behind the scenes.

After all, they all wanted to rob the casino.

However, these things are none of Nan Zheng's business.

If Xinji dares to make a move openly, it's disrespectful to them.

Disrespecting me is a sign they want to harm me. If they want to harm me, then killing them would be perfectly justified.

Sure enough, that very evening, Xinji handed over all three streets of territory to the Gao family, and then left the roundabout with his men.

They really didn't dare to offend Nan Zheng.

However, Nan Zheng guessed correctly; this time, they were going to form a complete alliance.

"Big B, keep an eye on Lin Jing."

"If this bastard doesn't behave, find the seriously injured Lin Sheng and take him out first." Nan Zheng felt that was enough and it was time to go back.

Big B nodded: "Brother Zheng, don't worry, I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly."

"Scarface, prepare the vehicles and boats, let's go back," Nan Zheng then instructed.

"Also, call Wang Jianguo and tell him to keep a close eye on the Hong brothers."

"Tell me if there's any movement."

Nan Zheng felt that once she returned to Hong Kong and Kowloon, she had to take down those two bastards, Hong Wen and Hong Nan, immediately and without delay.

After all, we've accomplished everything smoothly. How can we go back and not kill a few people to celebrate?
……

The next morning, news of what happened in Haojiang spread rapidly to Hong Kong Island, causing quite a stir.

In Kowloon City, inside the Hung Corporation, Hung Nam walked into his office and saw Hung Man with Ah Gui and several bodyguards preparing to leave.

"Anan, why don't you sleep a little longer so early?"

"Where are you going, brother?"

“A client wants to talk business with me, so I have to go to Tsuen Wan now.”

"Brother, Liang Zheng took down the head of the Four Great Gangs in Macau, the biggest local tyrant, Mo Luo Bing. She should be preparing to come back." Hong Nan walked out the door, hesitating as he spoke.

Hong Wengang was about to get into the car when he turned back and smiled: "I've already said it, he was accidentally injured in Tsim Sha Tsui, it has nothing to do with me. If he has the guts, he can go and settle accounts with the people in the Walled City."

“Liang Zheng is someone who responds better to gentle persuasion than force. If we go and apologize, things won’t get too bad.” Hong Nan still tried to dissuade them.

"No need," Hong Wen said as he got into the car. "I've been out in the world for decades. What storms haven't I weathered, what ruthless figures and powerful villains haven't I seen?"

“He has a lot of men, but I, Hong Wen, have a gang of gunmen with lots of guns.”

"If we can resolve this by making it a small matter, then everyone will be happy. But if we escalate it... if we don't try, who knows who will win or lose?" Hong Wen waved his hand expressionlessly. "Let's drive."

“Okay.” Mike nodded.

"Be careful, after all, Liangzheng's territory is right next door," Agui reminded him.

Hong Wen didn't say anything.

In reality, Hong Wen is not a brainless person; it's just that now that someone on his side wants to kill him, he needs to establish a strong authority.

Only then can we talk about Liangzheng.

If they haven't even resolved the issue with their own people, they're foolish enough to run to Tsim Sha Tsui to apologize.

Then he's definitely going to lose this internal competition.

"Big Brother." Hong Nan called out as the car sped away, but this time there was no response.

However, just as the car turned the corner, a dump truck on the left crashed into it, a bulldozer in front bumped into it, and a Toyota Hiace on the right.

Hong Wen's pupils suddenly contracted.

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