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

Chapter 160 "158" Making money is nowhere faster than robbing.
Big D looked at the man in front of him, dressed in hemp clothing, exuding murderous aura, with half his face disfigured and the other half contorted in a ferocious manner, and about forty or fifty years old, with one eye gouged out, and felt somewhat shocked.

How can there be such an ugly man in the world?

"You're Black Gold?"

"Naturally, it's me." Black Gold nodded, with several burly men standing behind him, exuding a murderous aura and wildness beyond their years, as if they were all vicious wolves.

Old Xu took a sip of tea and said, "I've heard of you, the owner of Cambodia's largest underground boxing gym and the biggest financier of black market boxing matches."

"It's good that you've heard of it." Black Gold revealed a smile, showing a mouthful of dark, yellow teeth.

"I've gathered you here today for a very simple purpose... to take down Liang Zheng."

"You think you can just do it like that? What makes you think you can do it?" Big D said dismissively, sitting on the sofa. "You're acting all high and mighty in my house?"
"Of course." Black Gold snapped his fingers, and a dark-skinned man stepped out from behind him. He suddenly threw a punch, and the glass on the wooden table in front of him shattered instantly, smashing a hole through the solid wooden table as well.

The man gave it another gentle tug, and the wooden table was easily lifted up, with cracks appearing around the opening.

"Hiss..." Upon seeing this scene, both Lao Xu and Da D couldn't help but gasp.

No, buddy, are you Ip Man for fucking?

How could someone be so strong?
"And this one is the weakest one around me." Black Gold looked at the two of them, his eyes filled with a mixture of smugness and contempt.

"I've raised these wolf cubs of mine for over a decade. They've fought wolves since they were little, and almost every one of them survived by single-handedly taking on vicious wolves and tearing them apart. What do you think about beating up a gangster?"

"Wow, that's really awesome!" Big D stared at Black Gold in disbelief.

"If it's just one, maybe they can't kill Liang Zheng, but if it's a hundred or a thousand, wouldn't they really treat Liang Zheng like a football to be kicked around?"

"Liang Zheng is definitely going to die this time!"

Old Xu was also very surprised to see the young man. He couldn't understand how a young man who looked to be in his early twenties could unleash such powerful strength. It was truly terrifying.

“Not a hundred, at most fifty,” Black Gold said slowly, taking a sip of tea.

“I have many businesses in Southeast Asia, how can I possibly send all my people here?”

"The rest is up to you."

"Look at us?" Big D hesitated. "Mr. Black Gold, it's not that I can't send people, I can send as many as I want, at least a thousand... But don't forget, these people are all small fry."

At least those who compare themselves to you are all nobody.

If we were to send someone to fight Liang Zheng, it would be a miracle if they didn't even drag us down, let alone win.

After all, people in this world are all in it for the money, not for real fighting and killing every day, or like in your area, where you play a human flesh contest until the other side is beaten to death to win...

Therefore, it's up to you to choose.

Although Big D had never heard of Black Gold, he was familiar with the one-on-one rules there.

It was extremely dark, comparable to cannibalism.

It's not about determining who wins or loses, it's about determining life or death.

Whoever dies loses, whoever lives wins.

If both of them die, then it's a tie.

In such a fierce battle, the fighters who emerge victorious are all top-notch.

At the very least, they are brutal, ruthless, and inhuman.

Compared to these underground boxers, the gangsters really can't compare.

It's even inevitable that they'll drag the team down.

"Who said I was going to fight Liang Zheng in Tsim Sha Tsui or Yau Tsim Mong?" Hei Jin said with a mocking smile.

Old Xu's eyes lit up: "Mr. Black Gold, what do you mean?"

“Before I came here, I had already done my research. Many of my enemies had sent a lot of people to assassinate Liang Zheng. There were knife-wielders, gunmen, dump trucks and cars... but without exception, he escaped danger every time, you could say he survived a great calamity.”

"It's obvious that Liang Zheng's ability to defuse crises multiple times stems from her local advantage. Otherwise, how could she escape from so many assassins? It doesn't make sense that she suddenly has some kind of supernatural power like in a martial arts novel. Or does she have some kind of special ability?"

Black Gold looked at the two of them with disdain, while Big D and Old Xu nodded thoughtfully.

What kind of special abilities or divine powers...?

They don't believe in this.

But what Black Gold said actually makes a lot of sense.

Previously, neither Da D nor Lao Xu had ever considered why Liang Zheng was able to escape danger so many times.

It now seems that Liang Zheng is a local strongman who is very good at using geographical advantages to resolve various life-threatening crises time and time again.

That makes sense.

It's impossible to say that Liang Zheng has nine lives, right? Even a cat isn't as awesome as him.

"So what do you want to do?" Big D asked first, and Old Xu also looked at Black Gold.

“It’s simple. Lure him out of Hong Kong Island, then find a place for a fair fight. We can definitely kill him!” Black Gold said directly. This was something he had already planned.

First, we can't let Liang Zheng have a geographical advantage. Second, it has to be fair, fair, and damn it, fair. We absolutely cannot give the other side a chance to use dirty tricks.

Black Gold is very confident in his people.

Since he has trained them one by one over decades to make money for himself, how could he not be confident?

As long as the game is fair, he guarantees he can wipe out Liang Zheng and her people in one go, without any worries.

If we win, we'll make a fortune, then go back to Cambodia. Who can do anything to us then?
The dozen or so boxers that Lanminglong brought to Macau were all elites trained by Black Gold, with the intention of robbing casinos and expanding his boxing gyms.

Who would have thought that Liang Zheng's bombs would turn them all into mincemeat in an instant?

If Black Gold hadn't sought revenge, he wouldn't have come all the way to Hong Kong Island.

After all, those dozen or so dead boxers could earn him tens of millions a year in Southeast Asia.

We have to get this debt back no matter what.

"For example, if five hundred people fight five hundred people, only swords are allowed, and some powerful and prestigious martial arts figures are found to witness it... In this way, under the premise of ensuring fairness, with my people as a backup, we can wipe out all of Liang Zheng's people in one fell swoop."

Black Gold pointed to the young man who had just punched the table and smashed it, and said, "You all know his strength. I can find a lot of people like him."

"But again, it's impossible to bring them all over; at most, fifty."

"The rest of you, you'll have to deal with them yourselves."

"Are they trying to use our people as cannon fodder?" Old Xu said meaningfully.

"Old Xu, what do you mean?" Big D turned his head, somewhat surprised.

"As Black Gold just said, he has fifty fighters as a guarantee, so naturally, he wants us to use our remaining four hundred-plus fighters as a human wave tactic to slowly wear down Liang Zheng's people," Old Xu explained.

"After all, it's like playing cards; have you ever seen anyone start by playing a royal flush?"

"I see," Big D said, suddenly realizing.

That makes sense. They came all this way, wanting nothing in return, just to take down Liang Zheng. There's no reason to let someone else lead the charge.

Moreover, we've seen the opponent's strength; such a person is unlikely to be the vanguard.

Because once it weakens, it becomes a lamb to the slaughter.

"I agree, I'll send two hundred and fifty men," Big D immediately said through gritted teeth.
"That bastard Liang Zheng tricked me, I have to get my revenge!"

"I've already spoken with the boss, and he knows this has nothing to do with you; it's all Liang Zheng's scheme," Old Xu said calmly.

“Since all three of us have a grudge against Liang Zheng, and Big D is willing to contribute 250 people, what are your plans for the rest…?” Black Gold looked at Old Xu.

"As long as your New Bureau is willing to send people, then we can start fighting this time."

"Where is the location?"

"Fireworks platform".

Fireworks Terrace is an isolated island, surrounded by the sea and bordering Hong Kong Island's Haojiang River. In reality, it's similar to Kowloon Walled City, both being lawless areas.

As long as everyone dies and is buried anywhere, no one will know what happened here.

After all, Macau and Hong Kong Island are managed by different factions and will eventually be returned to China. In addition, they are located at the border and are also deserted islands, making it the perfect place for large-scale armed conflicts.

After all, whether it's Macau or Hong Kong Island, they all wish more of these gangsters would die.

Therefore, let alone refusing, they naturally couldn't wait for them to start the war.

Not to mention it's a no-man's-land, so even if they wanted to manage them, they couldn't do much.

The two sides might even clash, and police officers from both locations would have to be called in to witness it.

To prevent one party from resorting to underhanded tactics and being double-crossed.

"Damn, going to such a far place? Why not go to the islands in Hong Kong? Tung Lung Island, Firestone Island, aren't they all better than Fireworks Terrace?" Big D started cursing.

Black Gold chuckled: "I have a lot of gunmen in Macau, connections, and guns. If cold weapons can't kill them, then we'll use firearms!"
You don't really think I'm that stupid, just to pick a good spot to fight, do you?

If we really can't win, we can just kill everyone except us. Wouldn't we still win? And it'll be a win-win situation, winning twice!

Big D stared at Black Gold in disbelief.

Even Old Xu was stunned.

Damn it, so you're the most inhuman one after all!

Now the two understood that cooperating with Black Gold was a choice they had no other option but to make.

Because this guy doesn't follow any rules at all, and he's ruthless and even more shameless than Liang Zheng. Cooperating with him is like asking a tiger for its skin.

When Liangzheng is in a good mood, she'll at least follow some rules with you.

"Let me ask the boss. I can't make the decision on this." Old Xu picked up the phone and dialed.

Less than two minutes later, after a moment of silence, he said, "The boss has agreed. Let's settle this over there."

"Okay, give me a call, I'll personally arrange to meet Liang Zheng." Hei Jin immediately smiled, raised his hand, asked for the number, and then called Liang Zheng.

Five minutes later, the call was disconnected.

Seeing Black Gold's brows furrowed in confusion, Big D asked, "What's wrong?"

“Liang Zheng actually knew you were all here,” Hei Jin said.

Big D and Old Xu were instantly shocked.

"It seems Liang Zheng guessed it all along, or someone among you has already leaked the news." Hei Jin pointed at the two of them, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt uncertain about this fight.

He then added, "Let's find out who the moles are, and see if anyone is a double agent."

"Prepare the large aircraft and transport ship. Three days later, we will land on the island's fireworks display."

……

The next morning, Uncle Deng squinted at the bruised and battered clerk Su and Jimmy.

"You mean tonight, not only will the water room be targeted, but Liang Zheng's assassins will also be there to wipe you out?"

"Uncle Deng, judging from the situation, you should have a better understanding of the situation yourself," Jimmy said through gritted teeth. His arm had been stitched up with more than a dozen stitches, and it hurt to even speak.

The advisor, Su, pointed to his abdomen: "Uncle Deng, my stomach was also slashed several times. It's covered in stitches. Those bastards are inhuman!"

"What exactly happened?" Uncle Deng asked, taking a deep breath.

He was an old man, quite old, so naturally he fell asleep early.

News of the fighting outside can be received at any time, but there's no need to.

Don't you need to sleep?
Nothing is more important than sleep, no matter how vast the world may be.

Now that something's happened, Jimmy and his advisor Sue are rushing over to play the victim, so let's just ask them now.

Jimmy and his advisor Sue quickly recounted the general events of the previous night.

Uncle Deng couldn't help but gasp.

"hiss……"

"You mean, last night hundreds of people surrounded the two of you, and in the end, only Jimmy and a dozen or so people managed to break through the encirclement?"

"There was another assassin trying to kill him, and Jimmy survived by sheer luck?"

“Uncle Deng, we’re in this state, would we lie to you?” Master Su said, feeling aggrieved.

They mainly didn't expect that Liang Zheng's "we'll find out tonight" meant this kind of "find out".

Damn it, suddenly hundreds of people rushed over, turning the charade into reality, and I almost got hacked to death.

If Jimmy hadn't been cautious and made arrangements with some people in advance just in case, he would have really been chopped to pieces by the people in the water room.

"Hung Hing and the Water House are simply going too far!" Uncle Deng said angrily through gritted teeth.

"It's only two streets, and you guys managed to hold it off? You're really something."

"It was Jimmy who used a dump truck to clear a path, scattering the people from the water room, then gathered his men and fought back... We just finished getting stitches at the hospital and came here to report immediately." Advisor Su directly attributed all the credit to Jimmy.

This is actually true.

When Jimmy saw how ruthless the other party was, he also became determined to kill.

Several dump trucks cleared the way.

If we don't leave, even a thug or a god would be killed by the impact.

"Good, good, good!" Uncle Deng exclaimed three times, clapping and laughing, his eyes full of admiration.

"This is how we should conduct ourselves and our work. If others resort to any means necessary, we should resort to even more means. If others follow the rules, we should follow the rules even more strictly."

"Jimmy, you did a good job this time."

“Uncle Deng, you’ve given me this territory, so I have to defend it. It’s my duty,” Jimmy said calmly, lighting a cigarette.

Uncle Deng's eyes showed even more admiration. "Jimmy, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

"What reward do you want this time?"

"There's no need. I've already said it's my duty... I'm already very grateful that Uncle Deng gave me a street to run my own business and be my own boss. Why would I want more?"
Even if I did take it, I wouldn't be able to hold onto it or protect it, so it's better not to have it at all.

"Knowing when to advance and retreat, understanding the rules, not bad, really not bad." Uncle Deng nodded in satisfaction. He felt that people like Jimmy were capable of great things.

If he had a choice, he really would have wanted Jimmy to go...

and many more!

There may be other options.

As long as Wo Luen Shing doesn't select a new leader, it means that the old guys are still in charge.

Thinking of this, Uncle Deng cleared his throat and said, "In that case, Jimmy, I'll promote you to the position of head."

Jimmy was taken aback.

"Jimmy, how many years have you been with Wo Shing?"

"It's been almost three years."

“Three years…three years…” Uncle Deng muttered to himself, then said, “Three years is enough to be a person in charge.”

In addition, you defended our territory this time and prevented others from planting their flags, which enhanced the reputation of me and Lian Sheng.

It was an even greater victory.

After all, not everyone can retake territory when the enemy attacks. Jimmy, I really didn't misjudge you.

"It just so happens that Ah Le has died suddenly, and we are currently choosing a new leader." Uncle Deng looked at Jimmy with burning eyes:

"I'm planning to promote you."

Instead of feeling excited and happy about being forced into the position of leader, Jimmy felt a chill run through him.

Because Liang Zheng was absolutely right.

Once tonight is over, the person in charge will naturally take over.

Is this pretty girl still a gangster? How can she read Uncle Deng's mind so well?
Jimmy felt even more awe towards Liang Zheng.

"Jimmy, hurry up and thank Uncle Deng, you're going to be the one in charge now!" Master Su quickly reminded Jimmy when he saw him in a daze.

Jimmy snapped out of his daze, his expression shifting between gloom and uncertainty, and said, "Thank you, Uncle Deng."

"It's nothing. Wo Shing needs fresh blood like you, the new generation who can use their brains." Uncle Deng thought Jimmy was still basking in the joy of his rise to power, so he wasn't too surprised.

A moment later, Jimmy and his advisor Sue left.

Jimmy almost burst into tears as soon as he got in the car.

"What the hell are you doing?" Master Su stared at Jimmy in disbelief.

"I joined the gang just to make money, I don't want to be the boss!" Jimmy kicked the car door and yelled in despair.

After a moment of silence, the advisor Su said, "I still stand by what I said: having a choice is better than having no choice at all."

“Competing with Big D is not necessarily a bad thing, and being the leader is not necessarily a bad thing either.”

"Although Big D is hot-tempered, he still has some sense of morality. At least outwardly he respects Uncle Deng, so he certainly won't go so far as to kill him..."

"Otherwise, after Lin Huai Le died, Big D took down Uncle Deng, and he would be the leader now."

Master Su patted Jimmy on the shoulder, and what he said was actually the truth.

If Big D were unruly and immoral, he would have killed Lin Huai Le and Uncle Deng long ago.

Why be so foolish as to choose the leading brand?

After all, Tsuen Wan is full of gangsters, with over a thousand of them just for thugs, not to mention the other henchmen who do the work.

Within minutes, Jimmy composed himself, lowered his head, slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and his expression turned cold: "Since you're going to force me, then don't blame me."

"You've come to your senses so quickly? Not bad at all," said Master Su with a smile. He suddenly realized that Jimmy had good potential.

No wonder Liang Zheng and Uncle Deng both took a liking to him.

Master Su knew very well that he had met Liang Zheng several times, but Liang Zheng had not shown any interest in him.

However, upon first meeting Jimmy, he revealed all sorts of plans.

Without a doubt, Jimmy was the star of the show at the restaurant last time.

I was just an extra.

"I suddenly realized that being the leader is pretty good; at least you don't have to be at the mercy of others." Jimmy exhaled a cloud of smoke, his face now showing a hint of madness.

“Since everyone wants me to compete for it so much, then I’ll compete for it.” “The leader who commands tens of thousands of people…tsk tsk, others would love to be that, but you don’t want it. I really don’t know what you’re thinking.” Master Su couldn’t help but mutter.

"But now that you've thought it through, it's not like you can't give it a try."

"I still stand by what I said: having a choice is better than having no choice. There's no need to be so sad."

"If you really become the leader, you might be able to clean up the entire Wo Luen Shing empire."

"Born after 97, you'll be like Mr. Li Jiayuan. At that point, who will care about your club or any club activities?"

……

Nan Zheng woke up to find herself urgently called by Liang Kun to attend a meeting.

So much so that ANN was forgotten.

"Liang Zheng, what were you thinking about going to the fireworks display area?" Liang Kun asked as soon as he sat down, his face full of questions and confusion.

Many of those in charge were also completely baffled.

This matter has already become common knowledge.

"Since they want to come, then let them come. What's the big deal?" Nan Zheng said nonchalantly.

"I'm not afraid of trouble, but I don't cause trouble either. If anyone tries to cause trouble around me, I'll make sure they turn into rotten dog shit."

"The news came out not long ago. It's said that the other party is Black Gold, the owner of Cambodia's largest underground boxing gym... Ah Zheng, are you really going?" Brother Ji couldn't help but ask.

"If we don't go, how will we kill them?" Nan Zheng tilted her head to look over.

"Rather than let these bastards mess with me, I'd rather just openly and fairly kill them all!"
I was originally planning to take them all down at once, but now that they've delivered themselves to my doorstep, there's no reason not to go, right?

In reality, Nan Zheng's idea was very simple: the people from Wo Luen Shing and Sun Kee were easy to deal with; if it really came down to it, she could just find someone and take them out.

The problem is this Cambodian guy, Black Gold.

He's rich and powerful, and has traveled thousands of miles to come here just to fight me. He's clearly a ruthless person.

If they can't handle it all at once, they'll run back to Southeast Asia and send people over to Hong Kong Island every now and then to cause trouble, which will lead to a lot of complicated and difficult problems later on.

Therefore, cooking everything in one pot is the best option.

"Them? Who are they referring to?" Brother Ji admired Nan Zheng's boldness.

"Big D and Old Xu..."

As for Tung Sing, I had someone investigate. They recently acquired the Red Union and haven't recovered yet. They may or may not have a stake in it.

"They might secretly send people to cause trouble," Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

“Liangzheng, you’re the kind of person who doesn’t do things without a reason. There’s no reason for you to actually go to a deserted island and fight with those professional boxers just for some grudges, is there?” the prince said with a laugh from the side.

"I know you're not that kind of stupid person."

"Besides, the fireworks display area is a no-man's-land, so you might get double-crossed without even knowing it."

“You guessed right.” Nan Zheng pointed at the Crown Prince and laughed.

"I'm fucking self-serving!"

"Oh, tell me about it." When Liang Kun heard that there was a benefit, he immediately perked up.

"First, let me ask you, who is Black Gold?" Nan Zheng looked at everyone.

Brother Ji immediately said, "The owner of the largest underground boxing gym in Cambodia has at least several hundred elite fighters under his command."

Each and every one of them is a highly skilled fighter, comparable to a Muay Thai master.

He also has a place in Southeast Asia's underground deathmatch boxing scene, winning at least one or two million in prize money in each match..."

"Ah Zheng, you're not thinking about black gold's underground boxing matches and gyms, are you?" Brother Ji suddenly came to his senses and looked at Nan Zheng.

"Brother Ji, I knew you were a seasoned veteran, but I didn't expect you could see through all this!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

What's the owner of the biggest black market boxing gym most often? People?
It's money!
How could he support so many people if he didn't have money? How could he have come all this way to challenge me if he didn't have money?

Nan Zheng knew from the beginning that Hei Jin, this scoundrel, was a person who cared a lot about his reputation.

The deaths of more than a dozen boxers would usually be a minor incident, something to be minimized or avoided altogether.

After all, the dead cannot be resurrected.

But this bastard actually came all the way here to seek revenge.

The main focus is on saving face.

And they can afford to spend that much money!
Once Nan Zheng understood this, she could naturally defeat this loser in the final battle and then take over his boxing gym and all his businesses.

After all, what money can you earn faster than robbing someone?
Black Gold was after Nan Zheng's life, while Nan Zheng had long coveted his entire fortune.

"Hiss..." After hearing Nan Zheng's plan, everyone gasped in astonishment, admiring Nan Zheng's ambition and audacity.

Damn it, is this cross-border robbery?
This is much bolder than the Big Circle!

"What makes you so confident?" Liang Kun asked.

"The Triad has established branches in many parts of Southeast Asia," Nan Zheng said dismissively, crossing her legs.

“Ding Yao is now my business partner. As long as we can get the black money under control, we might be able to work with her again and share the business in Cambodia.”

Secondly, I've already sent people to raid Black Gold's hideout, and news should arrive tonight.

Finally, the location was at the fireworks display, not in his black-gold territory of Cambodia.

We can invite many people from the martial arts world to witness this, or even high-ranking figures from the legitimate world.

After all, in the eyes of those in the legitimate world, gangsters fighting each other is just dogs biting dogs, and they would definitely be happy to see hundreds or thousands of people fighting each other...

If he wants to bribe the police to cause trouble, we can also bribe the police to engage in illicit activities.

"Don't forget, this isn't just about overseas business; people like Lian Sheng and Xin Ji are also involved."

"If we cripple them this time, we can reap huge profits both domestically and internationally—at least five hundred million!" Nan Zheng pointed at the crowd, then smiled mockingly.

"If there weren't enough benefits, do you think I'd go to a deserted island to start a war? That would be stupid!"

Everyone stared at Nan Zheng in disbelief.

They originally thought Liang Zheng was ambitious enough, but they underestimated her ambition.

However, what Nan Zheng said was indeed true. As long as the black money business was taken over and his base was destroyed, Hung Hing could also establish Hung Hing branches overseas.

Leaving aside the various competitions in Southeast Asia, even boxing matches in Cambodia generate tens of millions of dollars a year, with everyone sharing in the profits. (The money earned here isn't Cambodian currency, but rather the betting money placed in Cambodia through smuggling.)
After all, Southeast Asia is now so poor that all they have left is their lives, and they're playing a life-or-death game.

The second option is to open a casino.

Many warlords, drug lords, and royalty even hired wealthy nouveau riche to watch their shows, earning tens of millions a month just as bodyguards.

It's easy to imagine how exorbitant the profits are here.

After all, once rich people have money, all sorts of novelties become bizarre and perverse.

They enjoy this kind of life-or-death game.

Therefore, a life-or-death boxing match is a highly profitable business no matter where it takes place.

It might even be possible to discover many talented individuals who can return to Hong Kong to conquer new territories and expand their influence...

Therefore, Nan Zheng's challenge, though seemingly reckless, would actually bring countless benefits if she won.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to be able to win.

“Interesting, Hung Hing branch? I’m starting to look forward to it.” Brilliant Kun tapped the table and suddenly smiled.

"We shouldn't let outsiders help with our Hung Hing affairs, lest they say we have no one to rely on."

“My smuggling lines also have DP transactions in South Vietnam. I can get them to do some things for you; they’re desperate for money.”

Moreover, Vietnam is closer to Cambodia, making things much easier—isn't that better than the Triads? They're now considered outsiders, and whether they've made a bunch of enemies is another matter.

“Although I don’t have any connections or hired guns overseas, I can provide manpower!” Brother Ji shouted immediately, and Dinosaur Big B and the others echoed him.

“How can I not be involved in setting up a Hung Hing branch in Southeast Asia?” Han Bin said, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes as he chewed on his cigar.

“I can get a hundred AKs and put them near the Vietnamese border... If anything happens, I can bring people to meet them.”

"Don't forget, there are quite a few YJ teams over there too, so we still need to be cautious."

"That's a good suggestion," Liang Kun nodded.

"I don't have many people, but if a fight breaks out, you can call me up," Chan Ho-nam said with a smile. "I'm quite confident when it comes to melee combat."

"I'll go too!" Dafei immediately retorted when Chen Haonan spoke up.

The other two, Wah-di and Ekin, also expressed their past.

"Tsk tsk, this is the first time Hung Hing has been so united. It seems the stakes are so high this time that everyone is willing to take the risks," Nan Zheng said with a smile, though she wasn't particularly surprised.

Although those small Southeast Asian countries are not as large as Hong Kong, they have countless gray and black market activities, and most importantly, they are legal.

Because nobody has legislated on this.

Therefore, as long as they establish a foothold there, they can then develop casinos, arms dealing, and boxing matches, generating enough profits to take Hung Hing public.

If you dare to take a gamble, you'll likely be set for life and never have to worry about food or clothing. Who wouldn't want to?

“Since everyone wants a share, fine… I’ll provide a hundred people, and you can figure out the rest yourselves.” Nan Zheng glanced at the crowd and said:
"I won't go into details about selecting elite troops and ensuring that the weak die."

"In short, once we win the battle at the fireworks platform, we'll go to Cambodia to divide up the business. With our core leader dead, nothing unexpected should happen... But that place is very close to Thailand, so we need to be careful of Jiang Tianyang."

After saying that, Nan Zheng left with her people.

Only the remaining decision-makers remained in deep thought.

……

That very night, many members of Hung Hing began selecting their best men.

Prepare for the big battle in a few days.

After all, this battle concerns interests both domestically and internationally, and everyone wants to make a big profit. Naturally, they need to prepare all the necessary weapons in advance, ready to decide the outcome in one battle.

The same applies to the black gold sector.

Even if he was the one who initiated the challenge, the manpower still needs to be prepared in advance.

Nan Zheng returned home and made a phone call to Wang Jianjun.

"How did things go?"

"We found out. Black Gold is the biggest local tyrant in Cambodia, leading his entire family in their operations. I heard he's also sworn brothers with Guan Chai Ba, a drug lord in the Golden Triangle, so he's very powerful," Wang Jianjun said, currently in Cambodia.

Ding Yao has big ambitions; she already expanded into overseas markets last month.

In many small countries in Southeast Asia, the Triad has established branches.

They clearly want to become the second Yamaguchi-gumi.

“Guan Cai Ba? Coffin board? Just from the name, you can tell it’s unlucky. He looks like someone who’s destined to die!” Nan Zheng sneered.

"What's the origin?"

“An international drug lord, previously wanted globally, later fled to the Golden Triangle and became its kingpin. His fortunes have been good in recent years, almost on par with the Eight-Faced Buddha,” Wang Jianjun explained.

Eight-Faced Buddha is the biggest drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

"Wow, he's that awesome? If he dares to come, we'll send him to his death too." Nan Zheng felt that Guan Cai Ba was somewhat familiar.

But I can't remember it right now.

It doesn't matter, we'll just take them all down together.

“This armed conflict is secondary; the most important thing is to seize the territory and business of the black money in Cambodia, and then expand to other countries and regions in Southeast Asia. What I need are gunmen, the more the better.”

"What, you want to unify Cambodia?" Wang Jianjun suddenly revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

"To be honest, I never really killed enough of these East Asian monkeys."

"I'm really not interested in this stuff. Making money in a proper way is the right thing to do," Nan Zheng said calmly.

The idea that you can simply go to the fireworks display, have a brawl, and then come back is pure nonsense.

Nan Zheng wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to directly penetrate Southeast Asia and expand her influence.

After all, what place is better for establishing an armed forces than Southeast Asia?
This is not the future; various orders are basically stable now.

Nowadays, small countries in Southeast Asia are constantly engaged in small-scale conflicts every three days and large-scale conflicts every five days, and these are all kinds of gunfights.

Just in case, it's always a good idea.

“I just asked Ding Yao, and a hundred or two hundred gunmen are not a problem,” Wang Jianjun said.

"But don't expect a real fight to break out; the authorities will intervene."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Do you really think I'm going to start a country?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

Preparing gunmen was merely a deterrent; he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to play with guns on someone else's turf.

However, everyone is short of money these days, so as long as you're willing to spend money, it's not a big problem.

Any method that can wipe out the entire Black Gold family is a good method.

After hanging up, Nan Zheng called Huang Bingyao again.

"Mr. Nan, I heard you're challenging us to a duel at the Fireworks Terrace?" Huang Bingyao's teasing voice immediately came from inside.

"Now you're really something, fighting from Hong Kong Island to Macau, and then from Macau to Taiwan... In a while, won't you be fighting all the way to Taiwan?"

"That depends on my mood!" Nan Zheng said lazily, lying on the sofa.

"Five hundred men against five hundred men, and you don't seem nervous at all."

There are thousands of people; if you were to queue in a long line in Tsim Sha Tsui, it would stretch all the way from Tsim Sha Tsui to Yau Ma Tei.

"I don't know if you're just being reckless or if you're genuinely confident," Huang Bingyao said.

This matter is already common knowledge, and it's impossible for the police not to have heard about it.

In particular, Wong Bing Yiu is still a high-ranking officer in the police force.

"Of course I'm confident! If I were afraid of these outsiders, I wouldn't need to be in this business." Nan Zheng scoffed.

"I'm calling you today to ask you to go to the fireworks display as a witness."

In plain terms, that means being a mediator, a referee.

"You want me, a chief superintendent, to be the referee?" Wong Bing-yiu was dumbfounded.

"No, Mr. Nan, do you really think of me as your pet dog? You think I'll just go whenever you want?"

"You're not going? Fine, if you're not going, then I'll have them arrange for the battle to take place at Fortress Hill..."

"Alright, alright, I'll go, okay?" Huang Bingyao said irritably.

Fort Hill is located in the North Corner.

The Wan Chai area is now entirely under the jurisdiction of Wong Bing Yiu.

Therefore, if a fierce battle were to break out there, regardless of who wins or loses, or if anyone dies, he would have to write a whole bunch of reports.

It's so annoying it's driving me crazy.

"But a referee is a referee, and a middleman is a middleman; don't expect me to help you with anything." Huang Bingyao thought for a moment and then added:
"If you can invite me, the other party should be able to invite other righteous people as well. The most I can give you is to keep you alive."

"Come on, even if you die, I won't die." Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

Huang Bingyao was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth.

That little bastard is still so arrogant.

However, it's quite strange that Wong Bing-Yiu would let the police act as referees in a gang fight.
This was the first time in decades, and he was starting to look forward to it.

In fact, it was pretty much what Nan Zheng had imagined. Thousands of gangsters fought each other on the isolated island, and those who died were buried on the spot. When the foreigners in Hong Kong found out, they were overjoyed and immediately notified the water police to give way to anyone they saw.

After all, the more gangsters are killed, the more stable the order will be.

It's not yet 84; the period when the Young and Dangerous gangs truly ran rampant was still some time away.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng called Superintendent Wen again and repeated what she had said.

“Mr. Nan, I already knew about this an hour ago,” Superintendent Man said with a smile.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

“The Black Gold side also called in the upper echelons of Macau, who are at the same level as me. They even prepared all kinds of guns and ammunition, planning to double-cross each other if they couldn’t win… Now it seems that you’ve miscalculated by calling in the Hong Kong Island Superintendent as well.” Superintendent Man briefly explained the situation.

"I knew what kind of bastards these days, otherwise why would they have invited me to the fireworks display?" Nan Zheng said with a look of contempt.

"Compared to this, Mr. Nan, you really do follow the rules," Superintendent Man teased.

"Of course I follow the rules. Do I look like these heartless scumbags from Southeast Asia? I have a damn bottom line!"

“Of course I know, Mr. Nan.”

"We'll go there in advance to negotiate with the Hong Kong Island police, and then proceed fairly and openly."

"It's up to you," Nan Zheng said, then hung up the phone.

Locally, whether in Macau or Hong Kong Island, they always need gangsters to catch thieves and criminals.

Now, it's in the gangsters' own interest to use them; they'd go even if it were free.

Most importantly, I've never seen such a grand scene before. A battle of a thousand people, where only those who die count as the loser. It truly is a once-in-a-century event.

Nan Zheng had also made up her mind. This time, she wouldn't even bother hiding him. She would drag Gao Jin, Xiao Fu, Xiahou Wu, and the others all over to the fireworks platform at once.

We're going to wipe out the Black Gold family in one fell swoop.

Even if we win, it won't be a Pyrrhic victory, as my underlings will incur huge expenses.

Nan Zheng originally wanted to have the advisor Su Jimi and the other two slowly wear down Big D, but now that's no longer necessary; they can just take down this bastard directly.

Whether Big D will play or not is a question.

Regardless of whether he plays or not, as long as Fireworks wins this time, the entire Wo Luen Shing will be his before long.

Including the money and wives of those in charge.

(End of this chapter)