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

Chapter 179 "177" I hate it when people play tricks on me.

In the glittering casino in Macau, Big B walked into the office with a smile and met the boss, Yu Lan Can: "Boss Can."

"Big B, what's up? You don't come to see me often," Yu Lancan said with a smile, puffing on his cigar.

"I need someone from you... Do you know them?" Big B handed him a photo.

She was Robinson's blonde wife.

Yu Lancan glanced at it, his heart skipped a beat, then smiled without leaving a trace: "Sorry, Big B, you know the rules here."

"Now that you know, tell me the address." Big B casually lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and then said:
"It's the person Brother Zheng wants, not me."

"Do you know who this is?" Yu Lancan narrowed his eyes, his mind quickly racing.

“Of course I know, Robinson’s wife.” Big B smiled.

Yu Lancan finally relaxed.

It was obvious that he knew this woman was the wife of the Chief Superintendent of Police of Hong Kong Island, and that she was a regular customer here.

However, casinos have always had a rule: they do not disclose any customer privacy information.

Because everyone who comes here hides their identity and wants to relax and enjoy themselves in a low-key manner.

If just a few random people come asking, with all sorts of conflicts and grudges, what about the casino's business and reputation?
But this time, it wasn't an outsider; it was Liang Zheng...

“Alright, since Liang Zheng has spoken, then I naturally have no problem.” Yu Lancan nodded. He and Nan Zheng were still business partners. Liang Zheng had a 20% stake in this casino, but she didn’t say it outright; instead, she kept it hidden.

Because this is one of Yulan Can's trump cards.

If you reveal your hand to just anyone, it's not a trump card, and it won't have any deterrent effect.

"She should still be in Casino No. 2. Her name is Alice..." Yu Lancan thought for a moment and then said, "I'm also very curious. Since you have pictures, why don't you know her exact name or which casino she likes to play in?"

"Just got it, too rushed," Big B said casually before turning and leaving.

Yu Lancan shrugged.

Big B was not lying or being perfunctory. Tai Bao found the photo and came to Macau overnight to give it to him, so he didn't have time to look for anyone.

After all, this isn't the future, where you can see people with just a mobile phone and a screen.

Broken Tooth Koi, who had been sitting on the sofa without saying a word, glanced sideways and asked, "Is this big B guy also one of Liang Zheng's people?"

“I don’t know, but that’s who’s currently in charge of overseeing the renovations at MGM Entertainment,” Yu Lancan said.

"As for whether I'm Liang Zheng's person... who knows, I'm not from Hung Hing."

“That’s true.” Broken Tooth Koi nodded.

The number-sharing system has now been reorganized.

Besides being locked in a fierce battle with the Ko family, Broken Tooth Koi has become the new leader of the Number Gang.

Seventy percent of the land was also taken into its possession.

However, to prevent another Morobing from emerging, Yulancan has regained control over all matters, big and small.

Broken Tooth Koi was in charge of the junket operator business alone.

……

Casinos are generally divided into different sizes, such as several gaming halls, with a few agents managing them, and each gaming hall has different gameplay and rules.

The flow of people and their social class are also different.

After arriving at Casino No. 2, Big B quickly met Alice and exchanged hundreds of thousands of chips, casually striking up a conversation while placing bets.

It quickly caught Alice's attention.

After all, Big B rose to power by living off a woman, so he has some skills to begin with. In particular, he's not ugly, and he's not an ordinary person; his looks are above average.

But her skin is quite fair, and fair skin can cover up many flaws.

Coupled with their generous spending, it's hard for them not to attract attention.

Without some tricks up my sleeve, how could I have ever managed to get past this tough nut of a beautiful mother before?
"Handsome, is this your first time here? I've never seen you before," Alice asked, placing one of her few chips. This was a game of Sic Bo.

"Sigh, I broke up with my girlfriend, so I came here to have some fun," Big B sighed, then threw another 200,000 into the large billboard.

Alice was immediately surprised: "Hundreds of thousands, just bet like that?"

"Is this all the money you have? You can't be stingy with it. We'd be drinking more than this tonight." Big B still looked heartbroken and didn't care how many chips he had.

He quickly lost all his chips, then snapped his fingers and called over a waiter:
"Waiter, give me one million."

"Here is a credit check."

"Yes, boss." The waiter respectfully picked up the check with both hands and left. Not long after, he returned with a tray of chips.

After receiving the card, Big B casually pushed it onto the big bet board to place his bet.

"Study!"

The dealer was completely dumbfounded.

Many of the surrounding guests were also attracted by this extravagance.

After all, the chips were just exchanged.

And it was a million, a whole million!

Alice, who was standing next to her, was even more surprised.

123/6 points, lost it all in one go. Big B snapped his fingers again and took out a new check from his pocket: "Go, exchange another two million."

"Yes, boss." The waiter nodded respectfully, and this time the surrounding customers couldn't take their eyes off him even more.

However, many people were filled with disdain and contempt, as if to say that he was a money-giving boy, a pure fish in water.

Alice's eyes lit up.

She was different from the others because she owed several million dollars to this place. The only reason she could stay was out of courtesy and favors. The owner needed to go to Hong Kong for business, so he kept her here so she could continue to gamble...

Alice only has less than 100,000 left. If she loses it all, she'll be truly penniless.

“Handsome, I think you really need some comfort right now. Do you need my help?” Alice moved a little closer to Big B, her eyes alluring, and spoke softly.

As children of the royal family, even those from collateral branches, they were all quite good-looking.

He's getting a bit old.

More than thirty years old.

But who is Big B? He's a muscular man who can take on a 200-pound beauty mom!

She is known for not being picky about food and having no dietary restrictions.

"Yes, we really need comfort right now."

"The only thing I can do is spend money to ease my worries..."

"Hey handsome, give me this money, and I'll help you out of your troubles, okay?"

"Can you help me get rid of my worries?" Big B turned his head casually, somewhat surprised.

“Of course.” Alice smiled, then tied up her blonde hair, the meaning of which was obvious even to a fool.

Without saying a word, he pulled Big B toward the toilet.

"Madam, this is my first time here, and the first time I've met you. Is this really inappropriate?"

"What? You think I'm crazy? Most people here know who I am, and I'm worth the price!"

"No, no, what I mean is, I have a special hobby... I like taking pictures..."

In just over ten minutes, Big B walked out looking weak and exhausted.

However, I have obtained photos of all sorts of scenes.

It wasn't a wasted trip.

After the transaction was completed, Big B waved his hand and made an excuse to leave the casino.

I'm too lazy to ask for the money.

Anyway, they're all from Yulancan.

Even if Alice loses all her money, she will still stay in the casino.

It's called social etiquette, but it's also about being a hostage.

If Robinson hadn't spent money to ransom her, how could she have gotten out?
……

The next morning, Luo Bianchen looked at Sister Hong, who had been beaten to a pulp and whose front teeth had all been knocked out, completely dumbfounded.

"what happened?"

"Xiao Chen, you must stand up for me! That Liang Zheng is insane, she has no humanity at all..."

Sister Hong cried and exaggerated the story, ignoring her own power abuse and focusing on Nan Zheng's lawless behavior and actions.

Robinson was furious upon hearing this.

He was a chief superintendent, after all. When did this gangster get the right to act tough in front of him?

Does he really think I'm dead?
So what if he's in Yau Tsim Mong? Does he really think he can't be controlled in Wan Chai?

I have plenty of people!
"Outrageous! I'll show you what I'm made of!" Robinson cursed, then made a phone call.

The call was answered almost immediately: "Who is it?"

"Ah Huang, it's me."

"Inspector Law?" Wong Bing-yiu asked, somewhat puzzled.

“It’s me. Now bring your men and come with me to Tsim Sha Tsui,” Robinson said directly.

"I now suspect that Liang Zheng from Tsim Sha Tsui is smuggling weapons, engaging in various illegal businesses, and even collaborating with overseas drug lords..."

"You come with me to arrest them."

Huang Bingyao: …………

No, buddy, you want me to catch a pretty kite?

Huang Bingyao was still confused and had no idea what was going on.

"Why aren't you saying anything? What's your opinion?" Robinson squinted.

"No, no, I'll call someone now," Huang Bingyao said after a moment's hesitation.

He then hung up the phone and quickly called Nan Zheng.

But...

One, two, three, ten.

I won't answer any of them.

I picked up my watch and saw it was only seven o'clock.

Hey!
Even gangsters don't get up this early.

When he couldn't get through to the person, Huang Bingyao felt the situation was tricky and could only take it one step at a time.

Although Wong Bing-yiu is also a chief superintendent, he is only the chief superintendent of the Wan Chai District Crime Squad.

Robinson is the Chief Superintendent of Police in Wan Chai District.

You can tell who's bigger and who's smaller at a glance.

At the same time, Nan Zheng got up and yawned. Looking at the mobile phone that had been smashed to pieces on the ground, she couldn't help but curse, "Who the hell is so immoral, making phone calls at six o'clock?"

"If I find out, I'll chop you into pieces, you bastard."

Do you really think I'm some kind of beast of burden?

He grumbled as he pulled up his pants and went to the toilet, then turned around and called Big Foot over to buy a new one.

It's just money; there are plenty of Nanzheng (a type of Chinese zither) available.

He almost stayed up all night last night, so he's incredibly sleepy right now.

A moment later, Big Foot rushed back: "Boss, he's dead, he's dead!"

"You're the one who's fucking dead!" Nan Zheng turned around and slapped him across the face.

"Boss, something really has happened..."

"So what if something happened? What do you mean 'die'? Can't you talk properly or did you sleep too long this morning? Here's some tissues, go to the toilet and masturbate to wake yourself up." Nan Zheng said, smoking a cigarette, and slapped him again.

"No! Something really has happened!" Big Foot anxiously pointed outside:
"A foreigner came looking for you with a group of plainclothes officers, and they were armed. They're high-ranking."

"Really? Who's so arrogant?" Nan Zheng turned her head and saw Robinson leading the Major Crimes Unit men toward her in a huff.

Huang Bingyao's expression was somewhat gloomy and uncertain.

"Oh, I thought it was someone else, but it's Superintendent Luo Dabian. Hello." Nan Zheng waved with a smile at the door.

"Liang Zheng!" Robinson gritted his teeth as he led his men through the door, then waved his hand dismissively.

“Nan Zheng, I now suspect that you are involved in a batch of smuggled arms and international sugar smuggling. Please come back with me immediately.”

"You think you can just go like that? Who the hell do you think you are?" Nan Zheng sat lazily on the sofa with her legs crossed, wearing He Min's pink pajamas and looking at Luo Bianchen with disdain and a sneer.

He then pointed and said, "We can call Chen Tianyi over now and accuse this lousy superintendent of trespassing, disregarding human rights, arresting people without proper procedures, and suspected of torture to extract confessions..."

Huang Bingyao's expression softened considerably.

Robinson's expression turned even more unpleasant.

Chen Jiaju and his plainclothes officers looked at each other, bewildered.

Moving is not an option, and not moving is also not an option.

"Arrest her!" Luo Bianchen ordered, gritting his teeth as he prepared to forcibly handcuff Nan Zheng and take her back.

Several plainclothes officers rushed forward, but a chair suddenly crashed sideways into the doorway.

The two plainclothes officers at the front were startled instantly.

"Who?" Chen Jiaju was taken aback and quickly gripped the pistol at his waist, turning his head.

"Let's see who dares to make a move today!" Tian Yangsheng squinted and walked in, while Tian Yangyi, Tian Yangen, and several others, armed with guns, confronted a group of plainclothes officers.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Oh, Officer Luo, I forgot... I'm still the owner of a security company, and they're all my company's security guards, legally armed."

"Playing illegal arrest? Want some peanuts?" Nan Zheng asked with a smile, puffing on her cigarette.

“Liangzheng, the way you are now perfectly demonstrates what it means to be lawless,” Huang Bingyao said slowly from the side.

Robinson's expression had become increasingly grim.

He didn't intend to escalate the situation, because there were no legal procedures or arrest warrants involved.

It's not honorable either.

But now, they're really in a bind. "Tsk tsk, arresting people across districts... I remember the Yau Tsim Mong Serious Crimes Unit is headed by Lee Man-bun, that old bald guy who just got promoted from the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau," Nan Zheng said casually.

“Inspector Wong, you are a superintendent in the Serious Crimes Unit, and so is he.”

"How about I call him and have him come over to talk to you?"

Huang Bingyao cursed the little bastard inwardly, for even trying to screw him over.

That's fucking inhuman!

I even called you to let you know just now.

However, Nan Zheng's words were a diversionary tactic, and Luo Bianchen's face turned ashen, his entire body frozen in place.

Qiang couldn't be pulled away because he had a gun, and Liang Zheng also had a gun.

Even the soft approach didn't work, because I didn't have the proper paperwork and I was in the wrong...

"Since you're already here, I'll show you something good." Nan Zheng took out a stack of photos from the desk drawer and waved them around.

The movements were slow, but you could still vaguely see a golden-maned lion king in the toilet...

"What is this?" Huang Bingyao stepped forward, his eyes wide open, to take a closer look.

Robinson realized something, his face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"Okay." Huang Bingyao was startled and didn't understand why Robinson had suddenly gone crazy. He shrugged and patted Chen Jiaju on the back of the head, telling him to lead his men back.

Then we went out of the villa, got into the car, and waited.

"Get out." Nan Zheng glanced at Tian Yangsheng and the others, and immediately cleared the area.

Robinson sat opposite Nan Zheng, looking at the various artistic photos of Alice and Big B on the table, his expression extremely interesting.

It was so amazing that words simply cannot describe it.

In short, it can be summed up in one word: thrilling!

"How did you get these photos?" Robinson asked through gritted teeth, his whole body trembling slightly, whether from anger or excitement, it was hard to tell.

"Tsk tsk, Superintendent Luo, I really admire you two, you don't interfere with each other at all... I wish I could be as carefree as you two!"

"enough!"

Seeing Nan Zheng laughing wildly, Luo Bianchen slammed his fist on the table and roared in anger.

He was in a state of impotent rage.

Frustrated and helpless.

Nan Zheng laughed even louder.

why?
It wasn't that Robinson wanted to, but rather that his mother didn't allow him to refuse.

Ask Big B if he can stop his beautiful mom from seeing other men.
It's very simple.

Even though Robinson is now a chief superintendent, he is essentially still a son-in-law.

Alice remains in a superior position.

People will continue to do things their own way, and you have to put up with it even if you're not happy about it.

"Tsk tsk, that figure, that face... I get excited just looking at her!" Nan Zheng said with a big smile, while Luo Bianchen was so angry he almost vomited blood.

However, Nan Zheng was right; the foreigner really was helpless.

Otherwise, they would have drawn their guns and opened fire long ago.

"Liangzheng, what exactly do you want?" Robinson said through gritted teeth.

He was on the verge of a breakdown and going berserk; he was really about to kill that bastard.

That's so damn infuriating.

"Asking me what I want? Superintendent Luo, have you been wearing too many 'colored hats' lately? Now your left and right brains are fighting each other when you talk?"

You fucking come to my house to arrest me, and then ask me what I want?

I want to have sex with your wife, will you let me or not?

Luo Bianchen was furious.

However, he was truly enraged just now.

"Do you have the original photos?" Robinson tore all the photos to shreds and stuffed them into his pocket, his eyes quickly turning cold.

Nan Zheng looked on with a mocking expression.

"Liangzheng, we became friends after our initial conflict. How about we keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other from now on?"

Nan Zheng remained disdainful.

"Then it's settled! From now on, you are you, and I am I, and we will not interfere with each other." Robinson pointed, then stormed off.

He himself was guilty of saying that.

It's just for show, for those serious crime squads outside.

People all care about saving face.

Not to mention the foreigners who are usually aloof and have the final say here.

Watching the group of plainclothes officers come and go quickly, Nan Zheng lit another cigarette and sneered, "Trying to play with me? You're still too green!"

……

"Keep this matter confidential." Robinson said expressionlessly after returning to Wan Chai.

Huang Bingyao sensed that Robinson was acting a bit strangely, but since it was just a foreigner acting on impulse, he nodded and said, "No problem."

"I'll make them keep it a secret."

"I'm leaving." Luo Bianchen got out of the car and drove away without looking back, his steps very fast.

Huang Bingyao immediately fell into deep thought.

He originally thought Robinson had enough evidence to arrest him, catching him red-handed. He was even planning to bail Nan Zheng out after she returned to the Major Crimes Unit.

Unexpectedly, Robinson had no paperwork or documentation whatsoever.

This has made things even more difficult for Wong Bing Yiu.

Damn it, gods are you foreigners, and ghosts are you foreigners too.

The laws on Hong Kong Island are practically useless.

However, Wong Bing-yiu was also wondering how Nam Keng and Robinson, who were so far apart from Yau Tsim Mong and Wan Chai, managed to fight each other.
It seems I'll have to investigate this thoroughly when I get back.

Meanwhile, Luo Bianchen returned home expressionlessly. Hong Jie, who was smoking, immediately stood up and asked with expectant eyes, "Xiaochen, how is that bastard Liang Zheng?"

"He treated me like this, he's showing you no respect. I want him dead tomorrow..."

Robinson took out the rope he had just bought on the street and quickly looped it around Hong Jie's neck, tightening it more and more as he looped it around like a dog.

At first, Sister Hong was still struggling, her face full of terror, but in the end her face turned purple, her eyes rolled back, and she unconsciously collapsed onto the sofa.

The rope loosened.

His tongue was sticking out really long.

Sister Hong died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

Even at the moment of her death, she didn't know why she was dying.

Why wasn't it Liang Zheng who died...?

Robinson remained expressionless, though his eyes had grown even colder.

Then he put the rope aside, picked up a shovel, and dragged Sister Hong to the backyard garden.

Digging holes and burying the ground – a one-stop service...

That's just how people are; they see through things but don't say it.

Once the last layer of paper is pierced, things will become utterly insane.

Robinson could pretend not to know what Alice was doing in Macau, and he could also feign affection for Alice.

But he couldn't let anyone directly expose the fact that Alice had cheated on him.

Because people have bottom lines and dignity, and are also prone to feelings of inferiority and sensitivity.

Because of this incident, everything was overturned, and any man would be tempted to kill.

Robinson may not be able to bury Liang Zheng, but he can bury Sister Hong.

This whole thing started because of her.

Robinson also needed a scapegoat to vent his anger on.

After all, if you can't get rid of your emotional baggage, it will just keep piling up and you'll really go crazy!
……

"Boss, Chen Jianan is here!"

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng had just woken up from a nap when Da Jiao started yelling at the door.

He yawned again:

"Let people come in."

Nan Zheng was also surprised that this guy arrived so quickly.

It seems my guess was correct.

That bastard must have some scheme going on; it's not just about being a notary.

A moment later, an elderly man wearing a hat walked in with a smile and called out loudly, "Mr. Nan, Happy New Year!"

“A Malaysian Datuk, that’s interesting,” Nan Zheng said with interest as she sat on the sofa.

“Interesting, of course it’s interesting! Although this is my first time meeting Mr. Nan, I feel an instant connection with him, just like family.” Chen Jianan said excitedly as soon as he sat down, showing great familiarity and without even bothering with formalities.

Nan Zheng has met many people, but someone like him is truly rare.

To put it nicely, they're overly friendly; to put it bluntly, they lack tact and are self-righteous.

Like a smiling tiger.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow as she smoked.

"These past few days, there's been a lot of talk in the underworld that you'll be coming to see me."

And it actually came!

Chen Jianan, you're not just here to be polite, are you?

If that's the case... then you've finished your pleasantries, and you can leave now.

"Of course it's not that simple!" Chen Jianan said with a smile, then clapped his hands, and several bodyguards behind him took out two boxes and placed them on the table.

Upon opening it, it was found to be full of gold and agate.

Just a quick glance was enough to tell that it was worth a fortune.

At least 30 to 40 million.

Whether it's true or false, only Chen Jianan himself knows.

"Wow, so generous?" Nan Zheng's eyes widened in surprise. "Malaysian Datuk, what is your capacity to visit me today?"

They were instantly friendly upon meeting, and immediately started showering each other with gold and agate...

They didn't exchange more than five sentences in total, and they had only known each other for less than a minute.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Master Chen, Chief Eunuch, you don't intend to kill me, do you?"

Seeing Nan Zheng looking at him with a playful expression, Chen Jianan's heart sank.

He suddenly realized that the young man wasn't falling for his tricks at all.

After all, what would be the first reaction of a normal person upon seeing so many treasures? Of course, it would be excitement, envy, and greed.

Then, based on the items here, you can gradually start a conversation and become 'good friends'...

However, Nan Zheng only glanced at it before becoming sarcastic, without much emotional fluctuation.

This was truly beyond Chen Jianan's expectations.

What he didn't know was that even if he were killed, both boxes of things would still belong to Nan Zheng...

Only a useless person with no ability would think about how to take this piece of junk for themselves.

Those with some power are already planning to double-cross each other and figuring out how to raid other people's homes.

You come here and immediately flaunt tens of millions? Do you really think I'm a saint?
"Mr. Nan, it's quite a coincidence that we both have the character 'Nan' in our names..."

I feel like we're destined to meet! Since we're destined to meet, let's not stand on ceremony; that would only make us seem distant.

Here's the thing: I'm planning to build a luxury cruise ship and play cards in Hong Kong Island and the Pearl River Delta region. I'd like Mr. Nan to help me analyze the games and keep things under control. What are your thoughts?
"If Mr. Nan agrees, I can give you this amount again." Chen Jianan held up one finger.

That means it represents 10% of the shares.

"Datuk from Malaysia, how much money are you planning to spend on smashing the cruise ship?" Nan Zheng asked lazily.

"One hundred million, now we'll go to Hong Kong, Macau and Taiwan to make a name for ourselves. Then we'll gather all kinds of tourists together and take them to international waters to play Monopoly-style gambling. I think we can break even in less than a year," Chen Jianan said with a smile, his ambition and appetite were enormous.

"Wow, you invested a hundred million, and the Malaysian Datuk only took 10% of the shares for himself? And you gave me the remaining 90%? How embarrassing! Well then, thank you." Nan Zheng exclaimed in amazement, leaving Chen Jianan completely dumbfounded!

"No, I mean..."

"Alright, alright, Mr. Chen is indeed sincere. I'll take the gold and agate, and I'll also take the shares of that luxury cruise ship worth 90 million. As expected, the Malaysian Datuk is really rich! After seeing this today, I'm truly impressed. Mr. Chen... oh no, I should say Master Chen! The Malaysian Datuk is so generous, he absolutely deserves my respectful address as Master."

Nan Zheng didn't even give him a chance to speak before immediately agreeing with a laugh, putting her arm around Chen Jianan's shoulder and calling him brother.

He immediately felt that Chen Jianan was incredibly close to him!
He's a true philanthropist to bring such a generous gift right from the start.

"Mr. Nan, you've really misunderstood. I meant giving you 10% of the shares, not that I'd only take 10%." Chen Jianan was dumbfounded and had no idea whether Nan Zheng was genuinely stupid or pretending, so he quickly explained.

"Oh, so you're saying you're playing me? Everyone heard you say you only took 10% of the shares, and now you're turning your back on me?" Nan Zheng's eyes immediately turned cold.

He kicked the table over and angrily cursed:

"You dare to mess with me in my own home? Where did you get the nerve?"

"Chen Jianan, I think you're really tired of living!"

Chen Jianan was so shocked that he jumped up and dodged, narrowly missing the entire table. He felt his back suddenly become completely soaked.

Chen Jianan was stunned, truly stunned.

Because he simply couldn't understand Nan Zheng's thought process, and he didn't react at all.

I'm the one who's losing out by giving you shares! How come it's like you're the one who's at a disadvantage?
"Mr. Nan, please let me explain..." Seeing the fierce glint in Nan Zheng's eyes, Chen Jianan broke out in a cold sweat and anxiously tried to explain again, but subconsciously turned his head to look.

Suddenly, several cold gun barrels were pointed directly at his forehead.

Chen Jianan's scalp tingled instantly!

(End of this chapter)