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

Chapter 175 "173" I really do crave her body

“Ni Yongxiao, we meet again… Oh, no, Ni Kun is dead now, you should call me Mr. Ni now.”

Nan Zheng watched as Ni Yongxiao walked into the office with an open and honest expression, a playful look on her face.

Little Fu and Scarface were right behind him, exchanging glances to signal that something was off about this guy!
Because he was too honest.

Inside the office, besides Nan Zheng, Liu Yaozu was also sitting next to her.

Liu Yaozu smoked a cigarette, his face fierce.

“Ngai Wing-hau, because of you, I almost died in Tsim Sha Tsui. You’re really something!”

"What kind of trash are you?" Ni Yongxiao casually lit a cigarette and glanced at him sideways.

"Oh... so he used me to get rid of his own wife and take his place, and then framed his father-in-law, that beastly son-in-law?"

"You bastard, what are you saying?!" Liu Yaozu suddenly stood up, his face contorted with rage.

“You know exactly what I’m saying,” Ni Yongxiao sneered, showing no fear whatsoever.

Nan Zheng calmly picked up a Marlboro cigarette, tapped the butt on the table, and then said, "Brother Yaozu, you've been tricked."

"What?" Liu Yaozu turned his head abruptly.

"Emotions are a deadly weapon, but they can also be an expression that proves everything... He was testing you, and you fell for it."

Liu Yaozu's heart skipped a beat.

At first, he didn't realize that the moment Ni Yongxiao opened his mouth, he subconsciously wanted to defend himself.

Now it seems we've really fallen for it!

If I didn't do it, why am I in such a hurry? Why is my mood fluctuating so much? What's the point of being so emotional?
Nan Zheng's words were an implicit reminder to Liu Yaozu to use his brain more in the future.

It doesn't matter here...

Because after tonight, Ni Yongxiao will be a dead man.

"Thanks, brother." Liu Yaozu smiled, then sat down without further explanation.

After waving for the others to leave, Liu Yaozu asked, "But I'm curious, how do you know about this?"

“Unlike you, I’m not brainless,” Ni Yongxiao said contemptuously, pointing to his temple.

"I didn't do it, but you say I did. If I don't suspect you, who will I suspect?"

Liu Yaozu was speechless.

“But I’m also very curious, Liangzheng…you actually had a part in the Robinson Crusoe affair?” Ni Yongxiao turned his head to look.

"I'm a good citizen, after all," Nan Zheng said with a laugh, without any politeness.

Ni Yongxiao felt a chill run down his spine.

His thoughts were similar to Liu Yaozu's; they both underestimated this young man.

They really underestimated it by a large margin.

If that's the case... then unsurprisingly, Liu Yaozu will be the next to die.

Ni Yongxiao knew very well that if Liang Zheng was truly so cunning, it was definitely not just to collude with Liu Yaozu, but to swallow him whole.

He had originally intended to sow discord, but now it seems there's no need.

Because whether Liu Yaozu chooses someone or not, he's doomed anyway.

His past misdeeds, starting with his Robinson Crusoe scheme, were never truly clean, and he was already halfway to defeat...

“No wonder, no wonder you made your move at this time. I thought I would be the one to benefit in the end,” Ni Yongxiao said with a laugh, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"No one in the world can ever reap the benefits of another's labor; it's always a matter of snatching food from the jaws of a tiger."

“Mr. Ni, if it weren’t for your stupid old man’s reckless behavior, I think we would be good friends and have a great business partnership.”

“After all, two tigers running side by side is the characteristic of this era… It’s a pity you won’t have that chance.” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

He actually quite admires Ni Yongxiao, that good-for-nothing.

He dares to provoke the entire anti-gang task force; even I'm not as arrogant as him.

The last one this awesome was Fei Quan, Huang Bingyao and his men swept up most of the businesses on Hong Kong Island.

In the end, Fei Quan's ashes were scattered, and his ancestors for eighteen generations were all dragged out and used as chamber pots.

I estimate that Ni Yongxiao will be here soon too.

After all, those who are out in the business are essentially trying to make money and do business. If you don't have any real strength, why do you have to show off against the entire system? Is that really a sign of power?
That's fucking stupid!

If protesting could make a lot of money, Nan Zheng would probably be the first to do it.

Unfortunately not.

“Mr. Ni, I won’t waste any more words. You should know why I’m not killing you and why I’ve brought you here.” Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, leaned back on the sofa, and laughed.

“I know, confiscate their property,” Ni Yongxiao said, his expression unchanged. It seemed he had already thought it through before coming.

He then pointed at Liu Yaozu and said, "But I don't like dealing with this kind of beast."

"Make way, and I will naturally explain."

"Brother Yaozu, you're trying to sow discord, what do you think?" Nan Zheng turned her head away with a smile, completely washing her hands of the matter.

"Fine." Liu Yaozu's face was dark and uncertain. Then he came to his senses, sneered, stood up, and kicked Ni Yongxiao over.

Then he picked up a chair and smashed it.

He slammed it down more than a dozen times, making a loud cracking sound.

Xiao Fu pushed open the door and peeked in. Seeing that Nan Zheng was watching with great interest and there was nothing wrong, he closed the door and left.

A moment later, Liu Yaozu got up, panting, stretched, yawned, and left, looking refreshed: "I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when you're done, brother."

"Sure," Nan Zheng said nonchalantly, her leg shaking. Ni Yongxiao wiped the blood from his nose, then got up somewhat disheveled and sat directly on the desk, his shirt stained with blood.

He then lit a cigarette with slight trembling, his face still showing little expression.

When a person clearly knows that they are going to die, and is aware of this, they will naturally be fearless.

Because the outcome is already decided.

Facing the unknown is the most frightening thing.

However, outsiders already know what kind of person Nan Zheng is, what her personality is, and what methods she uses.

"Liangzheng, someone as proud as you would actually associate with such a beast?" Ni Yongxiao took a deep breath and laughed, his nose still dripping with blood, his face bruised and swollen from the beating.

Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of mist and said calmly, "Enough with the nonsense, tell me the situation."

"I had my lawyer check. Your Ni family owns an office building worth over 100 million yuan, and three undeveloped real estate projects, with a minimum of 50 million yuan... Of course, I haven't found out if there are any other assets."

However, I've always preferred to be upfront and straightforward.

It's up to Mr. Ni to decide.

"What benefit could I possibly get?" Ni Yongxiao asked without even thinking.

“Your brothers and sisters are well-fed and clothed.” Nan Zheng pointed to them: “I won’t harm them, nor will I let anyone else harm them.”

"But your whole family in Hawaii will die."

"Nothing left to discuss?" Ni Yongxiao asked, implying that he still possessed assets that were unknown to others.

“These are hard conditions. How do you think I can negotiate?” Nan Zheng laughed.

“Liang Zheng, it is an honor for me, Ni Yongxiao, to have an opponent like you.” Ni Yongxiao lowered his head and smoked.

He had already considered this possibility.

Therefore, there's really nothing surprising about it.

Filial piety is not benevolence, and benevolence is not filial piety.

Ni Yongxiao came today not for himself and his family, but for his brothers and sisters and their families...

However, Ni Yongxiao was wrong. It wasn't Nan Zheng who wanted to kill his whole family, but Han Chen.

I reckon they've already taken action.

Nan Zheng isn't the type to lie; you have to keep your word when you're in the business.

The whole family is dead, what's the point of talking?

"Bring me the contract." Ni Yongxiao remained silent for a long time, smoking two whole packs of cigarettes in half an hour, before finally making the most difficult decision in his heart.

Nan Zheng made a phone call to Chen Tianyi.

A moment later, lawyer Yu Wenhui entered the room with a paper contract.

Chen Tianyi had long been aware of the details of the Ni family's affairs. Although he rarely went out, he wasn't completely oblivious to what was happening around him; he had already thoroughly investigated the Ni family's background.

Otherwise, how could he serve as the legal advisor to the Emperor of Tsim Sha Tsui?
"Hmm? Rosamund Kwan? I've never seen this lawyer before?" Nan Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

After thinking about it for a moment, he wondered why Chen Tianyi would keep such a beautiful girl hidden away.

That's a really bad move!
I'll have to beat him up another day.

Ni Yongxiao glanced at the contract a few times, then signed it and made a phone call on the table, giving instructions.

Everything was so calm, everything went so smoothly...

This reflects the dignity of a refined person and the vision of a wise person.

Why insist on being tough before you die, getting your hands and feet cut off, and then paying money?

Like I said before, that's not power, that's fucking stupidity.

However, to be fair, Nan Zheng really does admire Ni Yongxiao.

I'm starting to not want to kill him anymore.

"What do you want me to do next?" Ni Yongxiao lit another cigarette, his fingers trembling slightly. He had lost too much blood and could barely sit up straight.

"Make sure your Ni family leaves Hong Kong Island. No one is allowed to set foot there again without my permission." Nan Zheng pointed again.

“Ni Yongxiao, this is the respect I’m giving you. You respect me, so I’ll give you respect in return.”

"Thank you."

“You were clearly trying to wipe them out, but now you’re thanking me? Are you thanking me for not killing your brothers and sisters and their families, or for not killing Chen Yongren?” Nan Zheng found Ni Yongxiao really interesting.

"Make another call and tell all of your Triad henchmen to get out of Tsim Sha Tsui."

"After tomorrow, the Ni family and Sanhe will cease to exist."

"The rest are up to you. You can either turn yourself in or commit suicide... Just don't bother me while I'm doing business. I'm a businessman."

Nan Zheng waved her hand, and Ni Yongxiao remained silent for a moment before staggering away.

Nan Zheng looked at Yu Wenhui one last time, took the contract and looked at it to make sure there were no problems.

Only then did they send someone back to hand over the work.

"Should we keep an eye on things?" Xiao Fu asked as he came in.

“Ni Yongxiao doesn’t need it, but his brothers and sisters…” Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Let's send someone to keep an eye on things first."

"If they dare to misbehave, kill them all."

……

That very night, Ni Yongxiao committed suicide at the entrance of the anti-triad unit.

He ultimately did not turn himself in.

However, it is also a smart approach and choice.

They gave back both face and substance.

Nan Zheng then instructed Hong Fei to step in, and they devoured four streets belonging to the Ni family overnight, while the rest were divided up by the local bullies.

Nanzheng originally had six streets, and with the two streets from the dinosaur, that makes eight.

Adding these four makes twelve.

Tsim Sha Tsui only has about thirty streets, and Nan Zheng occupies one-third of them.

There was also a faint, uniform sound of fighting.

This caused many nearby gangs and factions to tremble with fear.

At the same time, the anti-triad squad also carried out a major sweep, targeting the Ni family and the entire Tsim Sha Tsui area. To put it bluntly, they were concerned about their reputation, and they were still concerned about their reputation.

Nanzheng already had a lot of territory, and before they could even establish a foothold, this sweep of their territory has caused them to lose several million in just one day.

But it doesn't matter, after all, it's real estate worth one or two hundred million.

Nan Zheng is in a pretty good mood right now.

Inside the morgue, Chen Yongren looked at his former instructor and older brother lying on the cold ice bed, his expression extremely complicated.

“Ah Ren…” Huang Zhicheng patted Chen Yongren on the shoulder, but Chen Yongren slapped him away.

He then said coldly, "Inspector Wong, now that the Ni family has been destroyed, what's rightfully yours is rightfully yours."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Chen Yongren straightened his new police uniform, took a deep breath, and walked out of the morgue.

This was his first day in office.

"Sigh..." Huang Zhicheng sighed, his whole being engulfed in endless self-blame.

Why blame yourself?
Not sure.

Why was Chen Yongren angry?
Perhaps he himself doesn't know.

Duty and morality are inherently incompatible.

Back in the anti-triad unit, Huang Zhicheng saw that many of the members were very happy, laughing and joking together.

Even Tom, dressed in a festive red suit, got completely drunk and just lay on the ground, hugging his beer, and fell asleep.

With Ni Yongxiao's death and his remaining siblings now living as commoners, it undoubtedly foreshadowed the demise of Tsim Sha Tsui's largest triad family.

What followed was the complete annihilation of the Ni family, disappearing from the Hong Kong underworld for decades. This era saw the rise of countless outlaws, but also the downfall of numerous heroes and villains, swallowed by the waves of time...

The Ni family is just one of them.

However, for the anti-triad team, this is not only eliminating a major threat, but also a performance boost. Everyone gets a bonus and a promotion opportunity, so who wouldn't be happy?

They can't possibly reap all the benefits.

Only Chen Yongren sat in a corner, smoking alone in silence.

As the Lunar New Year's Eve approaches, a person seems to embody the very essence of the New Year's Eve.

He was the only one who seemed out of place, as if he were isolated.

After all, Ni Yongxiao was his elder brother. If he went to celebrate his brother's death, what would Chen Yongren think?
Outsiders have similar thoughts, though some are filled with disdain and contempt, which they make no attempt to hide.

Some even resorted to sarcasm and ridicule.

Even if it's a smear campaign against their own boss, they still look down on this kind of worthless traitor.

That's how people are; they exert themselves to the utmost and unite when there's no benefit to be gained.

However, once benefits are gained, the so-called rewarding of merits and the drawing of boundaries begin.

Various small groups are rising up, and when they have nothing to do, they fight amongst themselves...

Huang Zhicheng opened his mouth to speak when a phone call came in.

"who is it?"

"Acheng." A hoarse voice came from inside, and Huang Zhicheng was immediately startled.

"Han Chen? You're not dead?"

On the night Ni Yongxiao made his move, Han Chen was sent to Thailand on a mission, which was actually an assassination.

There were already rumors at that time that Han Chen had been killed by Ni Yongxiao's men.

That's why Huang Zhicheng was so surprised.

"Of course you want me dead," Han Chen sneered. "My wife is dead, and you did it, didn't you?"

"Marry is dead?" Huang Zhicheng's pupils contracted.

"Stop pretending, old friend. I've known you for decades... I know exactly what kind of dog you are. You were just jealous that I married Marry, so you turned your love into hatred and killed her in the end," Han Chen said through gritted teeth.

"No, Ah Chen, I didn't..."

"No need to explain, I'll be right back." Han Chen's expression suddenly changed, and he said calmly, "Ni Yongxiao can't kill me. Once he's dead, no one in this world can kill me anymore."

"Huang Zhicheng, I will play with you slowly from now on, until your whole family is wiped out."

The call ended as soon as he finished speaking.

Huang Zhicheng was somewhat shocked. He didn't know why Han Chen had become so unpredictable, and why such a drastic change had occurred in just a few days.

He understood very well that Han Chen was probably even more difficult to deal with than Ni Yongxiao.

Unpredictable and ruthless.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng had someone take over the office building and several other properties worth hundreds of millions of yuan, and she was in a great mood.

Although it's real estate, it's pretty useless.

But if you put it in the long term, not to mention ten or more years later, even if it's just a few years later, it will double in value, and that's at least double.

Isn't this a much more stable and faster way to make money than investing in stocks?
"Just leave these properties unused for now. Don't use them unless absolutely necessary. Just have someone clean them regularly," Nan Zheng instructed.

"In a few years, these will become increasingly fat gold."

"It would be hard not to prosper after that."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Chen Tianyi smiled and said from the side, his mind racing. This office building is so big, it would be perfect for hiding money and jewelry.

After all, Nan Zheng said she wouldn't move.

Anyway, whether they're black or white, we can just dig a basement and throw them all in there.

Chen Tianyi has been quite busy lately, making a lot of money with Zhou Weisheng.

"And another thing, you old geezer, you have a girl by your side and you didn't even tell me?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

coming.

Chen Tianyi immediately smiled and said, "That's my niece. I've been wanting to introduce her to you for a long time."

It's a pity you haven't come. What can I do?
There's no reason for me to send my niece there, is there? She's still a virgin, do you think that's possible?
True destiny is the coincidence of fate.

"Hey, didn't we run into each other yesterday? And now you're asking? That's fate!"

"Damn it! You old bastard, you really know how to spout a whole bunch of nonsense." Nan Zheng laughed and cursed.

Chen Tianyi smiled but remained silent.

Nan Zheng suspected that Yu Wenhui was not Chen Tianyi's niece at all, and was probably just trying to lure her in.

But he actually hooked the right person; Nan Zheng really does like Yu Wenhui's type.

Long, white legs, slender figure, short hair...

It must be really fun to pull someone from behind.

"Have your niece come to my office again another day. I have some legal questions to ask her," Nan Zheng said before leaving.

Chen Tianyi nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I understand, I understand everything."

"It's a legitimate legal issue!"

"Come on, serious law..." Chen Tianyi rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Am I dead? Do you need to go around asking people for legal advice?

Wait, that’s not right!
Is this guy trying to get a free ride and sleep with someone for free?

……

Back at the nightclub, Nan Zheng went straight to the basement and found a woman lying on the sofa, half asleep and half awake, struggling weakly.

"How's the situation?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette and looking at Scarface beside her.

Scarface said, "I was hit by Ni Yongxiao's assassin, but I won't die. I was just unconscious for a day and a half."

It seems she's about to wake up.

She's lucky; if I had arrived a second later, she would have been dead.

This woman was none other than Han Chen's wife, now the sister-in-law of the new Triads, Marry.

Now, Han Chen has joined forces with Thai troops, and with a large army pressing in, he has made a powerful return to Tsim Sha Tsui.

However, instead of causing trouble, they expanded their reach upwards and relentlessly targeted Huang Zhicheng.

It was Nan Zheng who told the story of Marry's death.

He had already figured it out: he was bound to face Huang Zhicheng sooner or later.

However, Nan Zheng values ​​harmony in business, so why should she argue with him?

Since we have a mortal enemy, of course we should let the other side fight this damn dog.

If all goes well in the end, it will probably be similar to what happened in the story, and I'll be played like a trapeze artist.

Marry was the catalyst.

"But boss, why did you save her? Were you lusting after her?" Scarface couldn't help but tease, and Nan Zheng turned around and slapped him.

"You've got some nerve now! You're even joking around with the boss?"

"What are you planning to do in a few days? Want to become the boss?"

"I was just joking," Scarface chuckled, not taking it seriously at all.

But Scarface was right, Nan Zheng really did have a thing for Marry.

However, this woman is quite loyal to Han Chen.

They would rather die than submit.

Nan Zheng actually admires this kind of person; he's not the kind of person who takes advantage of women.

Anyway, it will be useful to keep it.

"When she wakes up, just imprison her and don't let her run around," Nan Zheng said. This girl is a trump card; she'll definitely come in handy later.

He was kind-hearted; he knew Han Chen wouldn't die in Thailand, but Mary would be in serious trouble.

Therefore, Scarface was sent ahead to track down and rescue the person.

Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Since it's already a seven-story pagoda, it's reasonable for me to use it once, right?

Nan Zheng felt it was not an exaggeration at all.

“Sure.” Scarface nodded. “But what if she’s not behaving herself? I’ve never done anything to a woman before. I’m a gentleman.”

"Don't you fucking steal my words, I'm the civilized one here!"

“If she doesn’t behave, then give her some aphrodisiacs and let her kill time…” Nan Zheng thought for a moment, then added:
"Let Ruby take a few more photos, and I'll join in the fun."

"Damn, they're playing this fancy game?" Scarface couldn't help but mutter, and Nan Zheng turned around and slapped him again.

"Don't talk bad about me behind my back, my ears are fucking sharp!"

Scarface: A basic attack baited out a big attack...

After leaving the basement, Liu Yaozu hurriedly arrived with several bodyguards.

"Mr. Nan."

"What's up?" Nan Zheng asked lazily, sitting on the office sofa.

"Chen Jianan is coming over in a few days to discuss business..."

"That Malaysian Datuk?"

“Yes.” Liu Yaozu nodded. “But he didn’t seem like he was here to discuss business. He seemed more like he was there to see if there was anything he could gain and take advantage of me.”

“I’ve heard before that Robinson Crusoe is quite familiar with Chen Jianan and they are good friends, but they are also competitors.”

"Now that he's here, I'm scared..."

"Are you afraid that your foundation is not solid enough and you can't outmaneuver him?" Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Liu Yaozu did not deny it.

Nan Zheng pondered for a moment whether she should take this opportunity to kill Liu Yaozu and Chen Jianan, and then swallow up their entire fortune.

It's not impossible, but it's quite difficult.

After all, they had just swallowed up hundreds of millions of real estate, and the Ni family had only just conquered the land; they hadn't even settled in yet.

If we expand overseas as well, all sorts of people will likely cause trouble.

Nan Zheng thought about it for a moment and decided that it wouldn't be too late to eat the peaches after they had grown bigger. She nodded and said, "Brother Yaozu, we're all brothers, so of course I have no problem with it."

"Just let me know when they arrive."

"Thank you!" Liu Yaozu was overjoyed.

Watching the group leave in a hurry, Nan Zheng decided to get her hands on the $300 million in bonds first, and then see how things were going with Chen Jianan.

However, with the Chinese New Year approaching, this Malaysian guy actually said he wanted to do business...

What about the liar?
Nan Zheng always felt that Chen Jianan might be involved in the betting game between Chen Jincheng and Gao Jin.

This feeling came on in a very strange way.

He didn't know why either.

A moment later, Xiao Fu came over, carrying a money box. "Boss, I've counted it all, it's 110 million in total."

"However, most of them are consecutive banknotes."

The money Xiao Fu mentioned belonged to the four main members of the Ni family, and it was a sum of money that had recently been stolen from them.

I couldn't help it, I just couldn't resist!

If you say you'd be Gandhi's dog, then I might let you off the hook.

But if you suddenly pull out a hundred million, who can resist that?
Do you really think I'm dead?
I'm a fucking thief!

The "lianchao" that Xiaofu mentioned was actually so-called black money, but Nanzheng didn't care about it at all.

Nightclubs, snack shops, film and television companies, and property management companies... paying salaries and spending salaries, which one isn't a good business to move money from one hand to the other?
Whether the money was illicit or not is unknown, but what ended up in Nan Zheng's hands was definitely legitimate.

"Don't worry about the cash. Just take the money to Chen Tianyi later. He knows what to do," Nan Zheng said.

"No problem," Xiao Fu nodded. "What about the 20 million worth of goods?"

"I'll have someone hand over the reins, just keep quiet." Nan Zheng remained calm and composed.

Xiao Fu said no problem and turned to leave.

Looking at the gleaming 100 million yuan that was about to be in her hands, plus that real estate... all in all, she had made nearly 300 million yuan this time, and Nan Zheng was in a great mood.

Not to mention the $300 million in bonds.

The thought of waking up to a mountain of money, more than you could count, made Nan Zheng even happier. Excitedly, she pulled Mona and ANN over to play cards.

After having a great time, they headed straight to Aberdeen and booked the most luxurious suite, outshining Wang Fengyi.

Today happens to be Lunar New Year's Eve.

Many people around have already hung up couplets, lanterns, and various festive decorations.

Nan Zheng is also preparing to have blood transfusions to bring good luck.

This salvo will continue from this year to next year. Who in Hong Kong can be more awesome than yourself?

(End of this chapter)