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

Chapter 165 "163" - The God of Gamblers Asks for Help
"Brother Zheng!"

As soon as Nan Zheng walked into Wan Chai Street, she saw many law-abiding citizens smoking.

"Has anyone come to say hello?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and asked casually.

"We've been in Wan Chai for three days now, and there's been absolutely no movement or any news."

"That's really fucking strange." Nan Zheng chuckled and took another drag of her cigarette.
"What about the old and new people?"

"Since we asked them to leave, they've all gone to the East and South districts and haven't made a sound at all."

"I suspect they're too scared to fight us, so they just gave up."

“Do you think I’d believe that I could do without Tuodi?” Nan Zheng scoffed.

It's been three whole days. I swept three streets here that day, but there hasn't been a single sound from Lao Xin's side since then.

It seemed to be just like a pile of loose sand, without even a ripple.

Could this be an action performed by just one character?
The greatest action is inaction, because no one can fathom it.

“Go and find out where those people behind Xinji are now.” Nan Zheng thought for a moment, then added, “And then give me an answer.”

"Okay." The younger brother nodded.

Although Nan Zheng didn't know what those people were up to, she didn't care. If they dared to do anything reckless, she would confiscate their property without hesitation.

Anyway, you can't be too afraid of having too many lice.

This is exactly what we need—a reasonable opportunity.

Now, Sunset Holdings on Hong Kong Island has basically retreated to the second tier, and many lucrative locations have been completely swallowed up and divided up by various other companies.

They were forced to retreat to other poorer areas.

First of all, he had taken over three streets, which were the headquarters of Xinji that had been operating for a long time. He could earn at least 20 million more a month, and all sorts of connections were handled perfectly.

Secondly, Lei Yaoyang of Tung Sing swallowed one, Ren Qingtian of Hung Sin She swallowed one, and Lin Yaochang of Sin Lien Sheng swallowed one.

Two more were divided up by three or four characters.

From then on, Sun Kee, a long-established brand that had been glorious for decades, completely withdrew from the Wan Chai stage.

This area is the wealthiest on the island, bordered by Central and Western Districts on the left and Causeway Bay on the right.

If you fail miserably, you'll likely never have another chance to rise again.

But Liang Zheng was able to win in one night, even taking over three streets, which shows her strength.

"From now on, you'll stay here and keep an eye on things." Nan Zheng glanced at Luo Tianhong, who was expressionless beside her.

Then he pointed to the street across the street: "Over there on Locke Road is the territory of Thunder Tiger of East Star. That bastard is cunning and treacherous; when it comes to brains, you're definitely no match for him."

"If anything seems wrong, just storm into his house and kill him."

"You don't know anything, you know nothing, and you want to kill people just because something's wrong... Are you that inhuman?" Luo Tianhong raised an eyebrow.

Nan Zheng said with a playful expression, "Anyway, I've told you in advance, so it's up to you what to do."

"But let me make this clear: it doesn't matter if you die, just don't lose my territory."

"Otherwise, I might not be able to kill others, but I can definitely kill you."

Luo Tianhong's lips twitched slightly.

He discovered that this bastard was truly unreasonable.

Luo Tianhong has now switched allegiance to Hung Hing and is now under the tutelage of Nan Zheng.

Although he's just a nobody, he's not qualified to be a big shot yet.

However, Nan Zheng doesn't care about that, she only cares about ability.

Liang Kun's side isn't the type to follow the rules either.

As long as you have the ability, that's enough.

Luo Tianhong participated in the Battle of Yanhuatai and escaped unscathed from a battle involving thousands of people.

It goes without saying that everyone knows his abilities.

On this point alone, almost no underling would disagree.

"Who is it?" The phone rang a moment later, and Nan Zheng answered it while smoking a cigarette.

"Liangzheng, come to the main hall for a meeting. You're in charge." Thirteen Sister's voice came from inside.

"Lang Kun is back so soon?"

"I've already said it, you're in charge, how could the boss possibly come back?"

"Okay, I'll go over there." Nan Zheng hung up the phone, wondering what they were up to.

Upon arriving at the main hall, I found that all the other leaders were already there, except for myself.

All of Chan Ho-nam's sons and their associates who went on stage had their hands wrapped in bandages.

However, they all looked radiant.

After all, they all benefited.

Sun Kee's most lucrative properties were in Wan Chai, and all the most profitable properties were snapped up by Nam Kwong.

In fact, there are quite a few territories and neighborhoods that are also quite profitable. In the past few days, Chen Haonan and Brother Ji have been making a lot of money there.

Therefore, compared to the huge profits and the pie, what does getting hurt matter?
"Look at you all, all so happy like dead fathers. You must have been burning, killing, and looting a lot these past few days, right?" Nan Zheng said lazily, sitting in her chair.

“Hey.” The prince gave him the middle finger.

"Liangzheng, can't you say something nice? You can't tell a bad joke like that. Who would be happy if their father died?"

"Me," Nan Zheng said directly.

Crown Prince: ………

Everyone:…………

Okay, then you definitely won.

"The Crown Prince is not only happy, he's also excited," Brother Ji said slyly.

"I heard that he was injured and his Thai junior sister came to take care of him personally. Moreover, he also snatched a piece of Sun Kee's territory in Tsim Sha Tsui. Tsk tsk tsk... You've made it big, rich and powerful."

"Damn it, Brother Ji, you robbed a loan shark company of tens of millions in cash, and you don't even mention how much you profited from it?" the prince cursed, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

"Brother Ji, you're pretty awesome! You're not taking the territory, you're taking cash instead?" Nan Zheng tilted her head.

"Brother Zheng, I'm getting old, why should I be fighting for territory and defending it? I'd rather make more money and live one year at a time." Brother Ji shrugged, looking indifferent.

He actually wanted to take it too, but the key problem was that almost all the capable fighters at the fireworks platform had been wiped out.

Those who didn't collapse are still in the hospital.

How to grab it?
They'd better rob it with their heads.

Therefore, making money directly is the best option.

The others also looked delighted, as if they had all made a considerable profit.

"What's going on today?" Nan Zheng was completely confused when she saw a group of people looking at her.

Big B tapped the table and said, "It's nothing serious. Long Tou said he'll come up with 100 million for medical expenses in a few days."

"We will reward those who have contributed then."

“Brother Zheng, you get the lion’s share, forty million. The rest goes to the hall masters who start the war and send people.”

"Forty million? Not bad." Nan Zheng said casually. In fact, this included the money she had previously used to pay for the medical expenses of the underlings of the other leaders who were short of money.

Clearly, Liang Kun knew this too.

So they gave an extra ten million.

Secondly, Nan Zheng was a skilled fighter; he either eliminated the three high-ranking officials of the Fireworks Terrace or had his men take them out.

It is perfectly reasonable for them to take this money.

If Nan Zheng were to reward those who had contributed, after everything was distributed, she could receive several million in cash alone.

"The rest is your plan after you've seized Xinji's territory," Big B said, turning to the others.
"The leader said that after the money is distributed, it should be about right. If it's not enough, then you'll have to cover the difference yourselves... For the territory you seize, you'll be exempt from paying any fees for a year, and for the existing territory, you'll be exempt from paying fees for three months."

"it is good."

"That's a good idea."

"I knew Brother Kun was a great leader, so wise and capable!" Brother Ji immediately blew his hooligan whistle excitedly, and the prince and his men were quite satisfied.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly small fees.

In reality, they have to pay millions every month, mostly in fees in addition to legitimate business expenses.

Therefore, if the exemption is really granted for half a year or even a few months, it would be equivalent to receiving a large sum of money, at least tens of millions.

Who wouldn't be happy or pleased about this?

"That's all." Big B smiled and said, "The leader said that if anything happens to Hung Hing during this period, you, Brother Zheng, will handle it."

“Okay.” Nan Zheng nodded; he wasn’t surprised.

After all, who else in the entire Hung Hing Group besides himself can act as the acting leader?
Even Johnny Kwan doesn't have this much influence.

There are more than enough agents.

To Nan Zheng's surprise, Big B knew so much about this beforehand.

After thinking about it for a moment, it became clear that this guy had probably become one of Liang Kun's confidants.

Regardless of who is courting whom or who is getting closer to whom, this seems to be the case now.

After all, people like Dafei and Ekin Cheng, who are in charge, have had opportunities, but they have all worked their way up step by step, and they will eventually become leaders.

Big B is different; he was born to be a kept man and lacks both experience and status.

Being the leader's lackey is the best choice.

Nan Zheng didn't care, since he had evidence that Big B had cheated his beautiful mother.

If he dares to pull any tricks, I guarantee I'll make him and his beautiful mother go down in hell.

It's not the theft itself that's scary, it's having someone eyeing it.

MGM Entertainment is almost finished with renovations. Who knows if Big B is siding with Liang Kun just to solidify his position as the leader or something else?
After leaving the gang, Nan Zheng got into the car and said, "Scarface, call Jimmy and tell him to come see me tonight."

“Okay.” Scarface nodded.

"Boss, I've been keeping an eye on Wo Luen Shing for the past few days, but there's been no movement from them."

"That's what's strange!" Nan Zheng sneered. It was one thing for Xinji to remain silent, but for Heliansheng to also remain silent was truly bizarre.

Is he planning a desperate gamble?
Then he'll have to give it a good try.

"Also, Xiao Fu just called and said he's coming back tonight with a few people. But you didn't pick up the phone, so I answered it."

"How many people? Who are they?" Nan Zheng asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know either,” Scarface said. “Little Fu didn’t say.”

"But those who came from Cambodia are probably a bunch of mercenaries."

……

Meanwhile, inside the airport.

Gao Jin, accompanied by his girlfriend and cousin Gao Yi, slowly disembarked from the plane.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with a blank expression and a scorpion tattoo on the back of his hand.

It was Long Wu.

"So this pretty girl that's all the talk in Japan is actually a gangster from Hung Hing." Ko Chun muttered to himself as he looked at the street scene of Hong Kong Island.

He hasn't been back for many years.

“Liang Zheng is no ordinary gangster,” Long Wu said from the side.

Gao Jin turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

“Hung Hing’s leader, Liang Kun, has already taken down the Cambodian Black Gold gang. Black Gold is the biggest local tyrant in Cambodia and one of the many patrons of underground boxing in Southeast Asia… How could a foreign powerhouse like Liang Kun be able to take down a local tyrant? Do you think Liang Kun is just an ordinary person?” Long Wu said calmly.

"The Hung Hing Society's reputation spread beyond Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, and even throughout Southeast Asia, all because of this one person."

In fact, Lung Wu's words were quite clear: to call Leung Kwan a gangster is to give a lot of credit to the gangster profession.

Liang Zheng is already a high-ranking official.

After all, the father who went up the mountain gambled with Chen Jincheng and lost everything, going bankrupt.

This is a case of a powerful outsider fighting a local bully.

But Liang Zheng, this outsider, was able to crush the local bully, even confiscating his assets and taking his wife.

You can imagine how sharp it is.

"How does this beautiful zither compare to Yuan Qingnan's?" Gao Jin asked thoughtfully.

"I don't know," Long Wu said directly.

“That’s true. How can you know who’s better if the two of them haven’t fought?” Gao Jin smiled.

During his time in Japan, besides Liang Zheng, the person he heard the most about was Yuan Qingnan.

Liang Zheng is a full twelve years younger than Yuan Qingnan. Considering this, even if Liang Zheng can't win, her potential is still much greater than Yuan Qingnan's.

Soon a car pulled up, and Long Wu led Gao Jin and the others into the car.

"where to?"

“Tsim Sha Tsui, see Liang Zheng.”

"it is good."

Ten minutes later, Lung Wu and his group arrived at Tsim Sha Tsui East, where someone led the way and introduced them to the area.

The group then arrived at the Night Never Ends Nightclub.

Upon entering the office, I immediately saw a young man with a haughty and unruly demeanor, sitting on the sofa and smoking in a carefree manner.

“Mr. Nan.” Long Wu stepped forward and nodded, and Nan Zheng glanced at him.

"A retired captain from the South Vietnamese special forces?"

"it's me."

“Brother Kun already told me that you guys helped him a few days ago.” Nan Zheng also didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence that she ran into the God of Gamblers and his group.

“I also have a share of the profits from Cambodia. You help me, I help you… Tell me, what is your purpose in coming here?”

“It’s very simple. In a little over a month, we will have a showdown on the high seas gambling ship. I need Mr. Nan to be our backer,” Gao Jin said, then slowly stepped forward and put a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

Nan Zheng pointed at the group and said, "You bunch of good-for-nothings, who's in charge here?"

“Mr. Gao Jin.” Long Wu spoke frankly, and Gao Jin smiled without getting angry.

Because he had heard of Nan Zheng before.

Talk without hesitation.

Just take it as children's innocent remarks.

“I can be your support, but the problem is… how do you want me to be your support?” Nan Zheng crossed her legs and asked with great interest.

Gao Jin sat opposite Nan Zheng: "It's simple, protect me until the betting game is over."

"Now, until a month from now?" Nan Zheng looked at Gao Jin with a smile.

"You're the God of Gamblers, not some fucking butt god. Do you think I like you?"

"You want me to protect you for over a month? Do you still want me to help you bury the plane tonight?"

Gao Jin's expression froze.

He has met many high-end venues and all sorts of people, from Las Vegas to Atlantic City, and then to Japan and Macau.

No one has ever been so disrespectful to him.

Now Gao Jin has finally seen what true arrogance is.

“Mr. Nan, here’s the thing…” Gao Jin thought for a moment and said, “As long as you help me get it sorted out, I will give you 10% of the profits afterwards.”

"how?"

"The whole betting game, or just one round?" Nan Zheng seemed quite interested.

"The entire betting game," Gao Jin said directly.

"But I'm doing this in advance so that I can be safe."

"Whether I can guarantee your safety or not depends on yourself," Nan Zheng said dismissively, pointing at something.

"If you go dancing in front of Chen Jincheng's father's grave right now, and keep taking off your pants and farting or peeing in his urn, how can I protect you? Even if his whole family dies, they'll kill you!"

There must be limits to what you say and what you do.

Just because you say it's safe doesn't mean it has to be safe! What in this world is absolutely safe?

If you spend more than a month in nightclubs, I can guarantee you'll be fine with a 90% chance. In Tsim Sha Tsui, that's a 70% chance.

But if you run around aimlessly, that depends on my mood and time.

"If I were to be masturbating one day and you suddenly got hacked half to death... I'd still have to finish fighting before I went, because nothing is bigger than myself, right?"

Gao Jin's face was extremely ugly.

He felt that the young man in front of him didn't care about protection at all.

It's a complete humiliation of myself.

Because none of the conditions met my expectations, and none of them were sincere.

Glancing at Long Wu, who remained expressionless, Gao Jin took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Nan, let me think about it."

"Take care, don't bother seeing me out." Nan Zheng waved her hand, making no attempt to stop her.

Actually, this is a good job.

He remembered that in the God of Gamblers storyline, the bet against Chen Jincheng involved several hundred million US dollars.

Even if they only take 10%, that's still tens of millions, which translates to two or three hundred million.

However... Nan Zheng can guarantee that Gao Jin will get into trouble, but she can't guarantee that Gao Jin's people won't kill him and take his place.

Nan Zheng remembered that Gao Yi was a traitor.

But there's no reason to tell Ko Chun that Ko Yee is a traitor, is there?
How could someone who's been brothers for decades possibly trust a complete stranger they've just met?

Nan Zheng is not a fool, nor is she a busybody.

Gao Jin doesn't care whether he lives or dies.

Anyway, once the story ends, if Nan Zheng is bold enough, she can blow up the ship.

He now owns over a billion dollars.

However, this should not be done unless absolutely necessary, since there are many wealthy people and it would cause a great stir.

Even if you have money, you might not live to enjoy it.

……

"Why didn't you agree to his offer?" Long Wu asked as they left the nightclub.

Gao Jin took a deep breath and said irritably, "Look at how he acted just now, talking so arrogantly, and offering such terrible conditions. How could I possibly agree to that?"

"Face isn't important, life is." Long Wu was quite philosophical about it.

"Also, don't forget, only those who can truly protect you will propose various measures."

"If he were just trying to fool you, he would have agreed to it if you said you wanted to be the emperor."

"Is this true?"

Gao Jin suddenly seemed to be deep in thought.

He hadn't really considered this before; he just felt embarrassed and humiliated.

Now that I hear Long Wu's explanation, it seems to make sense.

After all, they are the local bigwigs. If you come here to beg them for help, what kind of face are they expected to give you?
Thinking about this, Gao Jin's mindset changed somewhat, but he didn't say anything, turned around, opened the door, and went inside.

Gao Yi stood behind with his head down, but a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in his eyes.

……

That evening, Jimmy arrived at the Nightless City nightclub office.

I met Nan Zheng.

As soon as he sat down, he casually crossed his legs, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

"Uncle Deng wants me to be the leader."

"I expected this." Nan Zheng noticed that Jimmy was much calmer than last time, and his demeanor and expression had also changed.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have called you here."

"Brother Zheng is indeed Brother Zheng; it seems he really is a prophet," Jimmy laughed.

"Now, he also has the title of 'King of Gangsters' in the underworld."

"You are skilled in both literature and martial arts; it can be said that there is no one more powerful than you in the entire Southeast Asia today."

"What's the situation with Wo Luen Shing? What's the situation with Big D?" Nan Zheng asked directly.

"Wo Luen Shing has remained silent. Big D has been staying indoors in Tsuen Wan, recuperating from his injury."

"That's it?"

“Yes.” Jimmy nodded: “Of the hundreds of people in the Wo Luen Shing, only a few came back, one of whom is called Airplane, and he is still seriously injured and unconscious.”

"With most of them buried at the fireworks display, the company is severely weakened. How can Wo Shing still operate?"

"Now Big D is even more afraid of you taking action. I heard that the villa is now surrounded by gunmen and bodyguards, three layers deep... It's good that you haven't made a move, do you expect him to?"

“That’s true.” Nan Zheng sneered.

With Wo Luen Shing and Sun Kee remaining silent, it's highly likely they're up to no good behind the scenes.

But only under normal circumstances.

In fact, Nan Zheng forgot a fundamental problem, which is that all the people who died in the two groups were elite combatants, and their generation was basically interrupted. How could they move?
Elite combat power doesn't refer to so-called "red sticks" (high-ranking officials), but rather to those below the "red stick" level, below the core leadership, who are the henchmen who charge into battle.

These people have all been wiped out; they'll need a long time to recover.

What else do you want to do?
If you move again, you're fucking dead.

This is also why Xinji decisively abandoned the territory after being hit twice.

This is really too much to bear.

Medical expenses and resettlement costs will amount to a large sum.

"Do you know anything about the Xiang family?" Nan Zheng asked again. He knew the difference between He Lian Sheng and Xin Ji: gangsters were gangsters, and businessmen were businessmen; Xin Ji was the distinction between the two.

“I don’t know either.” Jimmy thought for a moment and said, “But I heard that some of my brothers went to Taiwan and then to Southeast Asia.”

"These messages were also said by the Long-haired Mao, but we don't know the specifics, or whether they are true or false."

“That’s interesting.” Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

He now understands why those guys from Xinji have been quiet.

It turns out they went to find help and support.

But it came at just the right time.

If they really show their faces and make a move, Nan Zheng will uproot them completely and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

After all, we don't even know where they are, let alone how to make a move.

"I'll give you a task now." Nan Zheng took a sip of tea, looking relaxed.

"Take down Big D and take over directly."

“Uncle Duncan won’t agree; he wants a fair election,” Jimmy said calmly.

“Things are different now. Big D has caused such a huge mess and chaos. Most importantly, he has caused the entire Wo Luen Shing to suffer heavy losses, while he himself still has thousands of soldiers... Do you think his uncle, who originally supported him, will be afraid? Will Uncle Deng be wary?”

“You’re doing this under the guise of being prepared for any eventuality, so no one will misunderstand you,” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

“Your boss is also under Deng Bo, so he will definitely be very happy if you become the leader.”

"As long as he supports you, and Uncle Deng is also interested in you, there shouldn't be any problems."

Nan Zheng had already figured out how to deal with Wo Luen Shing, which was to send Jimmy up.

Big D was just a pushover from beginning to end, and he was never afraid of anything.

You could kill him with any random rock.

“I’ll let you know when the time comes,” Jimmy said after a moment of thought.

"Big D likes fishing," Nan Zheng said casually from behind Jimmy as he walked away.

Nan Zheng suddenly remembered something.

Big D's wife seems quite pretty too?
Even urinating requires someone to help you urinate.

After thinking it over, Nan Zheng called the advisor Su again and asked him to investigate further.

It's not that I don't believe in Jimmy, it's that there's no such thing as believing in him at all.

At most, the two sides are just using each other's relationship.

Once Jimmy takes over, if Nan Zheng is in a good mood, she can spend some money to support him before the distinction between king and queen is made.

Just then, A-Wu walked in. "Xiao Fu is back."

"They also brought a few mercenaries."

"Who is it?" Nan Zheng asked casually, not surprised, as Scarface had already told him about it beforehand.

"It seems to be seven siblings, all of them child soldiers."

"The leader was a young man named Tian Yangsheng. He was very bloodthirsty."

　I've been updating a lot lately, so updates are a bit slower.

　　
　
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