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

Chapter 197 "195" The Eighteen Warlords Against Dong Zhuo? I'm so scared!
Lantau Island, outlying islands.

Several airships quickly approached the shore. In the dim moonlight, the two leaders could be seen with cold expressions and a strong aura of arrogance.

Behind him were at least twenty gunmen dressed in black, of varying sizes.

After landing, the group quickly arrived at the agreed-upon woods on Lantau Island, where they met the young man with a buzz cut sitting in the MPV.

"Team leader!"

"Team Leader!" Ichiro and Nifu bowed respectfully, and the twenty professional gunmen behind them also bowed in unison, their attitudes extremely humble.

Yuan Qingnan nodded gently: "Get up."

"Team leader, as you instructed, all our firearms and ammunition are ready." Yifu pointed to several wooden crates on the airship docked at the shore.

He then revealed a cruel smile: "We've traveled a long way, several days to get here. Who exactly are we going to kill?"

"For the team leader to mobilize twenty of the Yamaguchi-gumi's top assassins, the opponent must be formidable," Jiro said calmly.

"However... no matter how difficult it is, the task of wiping out an entire family must be left to me."

"It's been a long time since I've had sex before killing them; those girls are too green."

"It's been a long time since I've tried something new."

With the most indifferent tone, he uttered the most heinous and inhuman words—that is Erlang.

Kazuo also revealed a cruel smile, occasionally licking his lips. He was inherently violent and his appearance was as perverted as could be.

Yuan Qingnan said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, you'll soon have a chance to prove yourselves."

"The car is ready."

"You all come with me to leave the island first, and we'll talk about it when we get back to the main island."

"Get in the car." Yuan Qingnan snapped his fingers, and Yifu and Jiro nodded and got into the front seat.

The remaining gunmen were then picked up by an MPV that arrived at the same time.

The remaining cargo on the airships was taken away by another group of Yamaguchi-gumi members.

The total number of people is about thirty.

Yuan Qingnan had come to the outlying island area to meet his four protectors after their conversation at the restaurant, so he was unaware of the situation on the main island.

Just then, someone called him and quickly told him what was happening on the island.

The guild hall was bombed and collapsed... The Sakura Guild was burned down... More than a dozen gang leaders were killed or wounded... Thousands of people fought a bloody battle on the main island... The dozens of Yamada-gumi members who remained on the main island were almost all killed...

Yuan Qingnan's heart sank immediately.

"What happened? Tell me slowly, what exactly happened?"

"I've only been out for less than two hours, and you're already telling me so much has happened?" Yuan Qingnan's expression finally changed, no longer as nonchalant as before.

The seriously wounded Yamada gang member shouted in terror, "Boss, the Hung Hing gang suddenly launched a large-scale gunfight and explosions! We can't fight back at all! They're too fast; they dare to pull out AKs and assassinate people right here on the street..."

"Little friend, who are you talking to on the phone?" Suddenly, a strange laugh came from afar, making Yuan Qingnan's scalp tingle.

Then the phone went silent.

What followed in an instant was a terrifying scream that sent chills down one's spine.

A moment later, a voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yuan Qingnan, is that you?"

"Who are you?" Yuan Qingnan narrowed his eyes, his mind racing, and he probably guessed the ending.

The remaining members of the Yamaguchi-gumi probably didn't escape their clutches either.

He was captured alive...

Or rather, the seriously injured member never escaped the other party's grasp from beginning to end.

What the other party wanted was for the members to escape, and then follow the clues to find the rest.

Let's see if we can get ourselves out of this mess!
Thinking of this, Yuan Qingnan felt a chill run down his spine, a bone-chilling cold.

Because he didn't know who the other person was, and the unknown is what's most frightening.

“Yuan Qingnan, don’t you know who I am? I think you should know very well.”

"The person behind Liang Zheng?"

“If I’m not mistaken, you must be one of Liang Zheng’s people,” Yuan Qingnan said, narrowing his eyes.

"Only his people would be so ruthless as to kill my people without any restraint."

“You guessed right.” Scarface looked at the dying Yamada-gumi member at the alley entrance and grinned cruelly.

Then he stabbed the knife into his eye.

The screams rang out again in an instant!
“However, I’m not only Liangzheng’s man, but also from Guangdong and Guangxi,” Scarface said slowly.

"Want to guess who in Guangdong and Guangxi loves dog meat the most?"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Skin them, pull out their tendons, boil them alive," Scarface said, squatting on the ground, lighting a cigarette and laughing.

"Of course, your kind of dogs are poisonous. I don't like to eat them, but I don't mind playing with them."

"This is the last member of the Yamada Group in Causeway Bay. I've sunk the rest of them into the sea."

“He’s in a dead end. I’m going to skin him alive later. I’ll trouble you, as the elder brother, to come and collect the body… Yuan Qingnan, please don’t let me look down on you.”

"Idiot." Yuan Qingnan sneered, then hung up the phone.

He knew perfectly well what Scarface wanted to do: deliberately lure him over there and then kill him.

Or it could be a targeted blast.

But do you even consider that Japanese gangsters and Hong Kong triads are not the same?
Why would a gangster care about the life or death of its underlings?

Especially in gangs like the Yamaguchi-gumi, where the hierarchy is absolutely clear.

They have always treated the lives of the weak as worthless.

Don't talk about loyalty or anything like that. If your underlings don't do their job well, they'll have to commit seppuku, hang themselves, or jump into a well.

It's completely different from the loyalty and brotherhood of Hong Kong gangsters.

To put it bluntly, there are rules, but no humanity.

Naturally, they would not be bound by such rules.

Of course, Japan also has a nicer name for it: Bushido spirit.

They have a willingness to make sacrifices.

"Team leader, who called you?" Yifu asked while driving.

"Our enemy..." Yuan Qingnan said expressionlessly, briefly explaining the situation, his anger and killing intent rapidly building up inside him.

Erlang said directly, "Team leader, we can't go. There must be an ambush."

"I'm not stupid," Yuan Qingnan said through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with ferocity.

He never expected that the stronghold he had built would collapse so quickly.

Liang Zheng was much more decisive and ruthless than he had imagined.

"Turn around," Yuan Qingnan suddenly said, and Yifu immediately stopped the car.

"Disperse the people, don't go to the main island. Find a place to board a ship and go to the peninsula."

"I'm going to kill Liang Zheng by surprise, and I'll make sure her whole family dies!"

“Yes!” Ichifu and Jiro said in unison.

Originally, Yuan Qingnan wanted to let the island's guild and Liang Zheng fight like dogs, and then wait for an opportunity to make his move.

I never expected that after coming out, both my headquarters and the consulate would be wiped out.

Yuan Qingnan was so angry that his lungs felt like they were about to explode.

They had no choice but to change their plans at the last minute.

However, he also knew that the current situation was so chaotic that although Liang Zheng seemed to have the advantage, in reality, as long as those local gangs gathered together, their numbers would overwhelm their strength.

Even if we use sheer numbers to fight against Liang Zheng, we still have a chance to win.

Even if there isn't one, shooting from the shadows is fine.

Therefore, Hara Aono decisively chose to launch a midnight sneak attack.

……

"Damn it! We lost again."

Inside a casino in Tsim Sha Tsui, a young man saw that he had all in on Big, but when the dice were rolled, it was three of a kind and he cursed loudly.

"Losing thirteen hands in a row, are you cheating at your casino? Could you be any more outrageous?"

The dealer was somewhat embarrassed.

Tai Bao, puffing on a cigar, walked over with a smile. "Young Master Fei, you're having a bit of bad luck, so take a break."

"You've been losing all night."

"I refuse to accept this!" Long Zhifei said irritably, waving his hand again.

"Bring me another three million chips."

“Young Master Fei, you’ve already lost all three million in chips I gave you before,” Tai Bao said directly.

"Plus, you're managing five people, so three times five equals fifteen, which translates to fifteen million..."

After deducting this three million, you still owe our casino twelve million.

Let's settle the bill first.

"Damn, you really think I'm broke? Hand over the three million first, and I'll pay you back if I win." Long Zhifei said, his face full of resentment.

"This time I'm going to take on ten of them!"

"You want to keep defaulting on your debts even though you don't have the money? Do you really think our casino is a sham?" Taibao sneered, then ordered several men to grab Long Zhifei.

"What are you doing? What do you want to do?" Long Zhifei panicked immediately.

"Follow the rules. If you can't pay back the money, then chop off your hands and stomp your feet," Taibao said calmly.

"I'll give you my hand back the moment you pay me back the money."

"Don't worry, our surgeons are all veterinarians, and their knife skills are very precise."

"I guarantee you can still masturbate after you get back."

Long Zhifei's hair stood on end instantly.

Tai Bao waved his hand, and several of his underlings immediately dragged the man to the basement.

Long Zhifei kept begging for mercy and wailing, but it was all in vain.

There were many other gamblers around, looking at each other with mocking expressions.

Gambling when you have no money?
Doesn't he deserve it?

Most of the people here are nouveau riche and second-generation rich kids who can afford to spend any amount of money, so naturally they look down on people who owe money and don't pay it back.

Nan Zheng walked over slowly with a cigarette in her mouth, and Tai Bao immediately walked over with a smile.

"Boss."

"What's going on? I haven't even come in yet, and I can already hear ghostly wails."

"It's nothing, this guy's name is Long Zhifei, just a gambling addict," Taibao said with a grin.

"His boss, Long Zhiqiang, is quite capable. I heard he robbed a bank in Macau of over ten million dollars a while ago."

However, it's likely that his younger brother has secretly gambled it all away.

They lost five million just from us, and now they still owe thirteen million.

"That's really bad luck." Nan Zheng chuckled, then pondered for a moment, "Long Zhifei? Long Zhiqiang? Two brothers? Why do those names sound so familiar?"

Which guys kidnapped the tycoon in Chasing the Dragon 2?
"Bring the person to the office," Nan Zheng thought for a moment and decided to take a look first.

Since we've already run into each other, wouldn't it be a waste to just cut off their arms and legs?
We definitely need to make use of waste.

He remembered that in the story, these guys were the ones who kidnapped the Li family.

Yuan Qingnan's rampant expansion in Causeway Bay was also a covert operation tacitly approved by the Li family...

Doesn't that match up perfectly?
(Although it hints at Li Ka-shing in Chasing the Dragon 2, the plot actually focuses on the Li family, so this has been modified accordingly.)
"No problem." Taibao shrugged, then snapped his fingers, signaling his underlings to pull the man back.

Long Zhifei knelt in the office, wailing and howling in anguish.

He almost peed and defecated everywhere.

He hasn't even seen a knife yet, and he's already acting like such a coward. He's even more useless than Chen Tailong.

"Shut up!" Tai Bao shouted, then continued cursing, "If my boss hadn't said he'd give you a chance, I'd chop you up and feed you to the dogs right now."

"Damn it, you have no humanity at all. Are you gambling with your mother's money?"

"Big brother, big brother, please let me go," Long Zhifei pleaded.

"Tsk tsk, Taibao, how can you be so heartless? You're even scaring the kids?" Nan Zheng said with a smile, crossing her legs.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed again and said, "Make a call, give it to your boss, I'll talk to him."

"If things go well... maybe you can go back, and you'll save that 15 million."

"Really?" Long Zhifei immediately stopped crying and his eyes widened.

Nan Zheng did not speak.

Taibao glanced at him, then slapped him across the face and cursed, "Just hit me when I tell you to, why the hell are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'll hit you right now."

"Are you going to hit me or not, you fucking idiot?" Taibao slapped him again.

"I said stop hitting me, I'm calling my boss right now," Long Zhifei said, covering his face in grievance.

He couldn't even understand such simple human language? He suspected the other person was doing it on purpose.

A moment later, Taibao handed a phone to Long Zhifei and asked, "Boss, what brings you here today?"

"It's simple. It's not safe lately. Keep the casino small so it doesn't get hacked."

"Understood." Taibao nodded immediately. "Recently, we'll only accept acquaintances; we won't accept any outsiders."

"I won't even mentor newcomers if they're someone I know."

"Hmm." Nan Zheng nodded in satisfaction. He liked Tai Bao, this seasoned old hand who was always able to handle things with ease.

The fighting on the main island is almost over, and it's almost dawn. The police have to clean up the mess and start cleaning up the aftermath.

They robbed what they could and killed what they needed to kill.

Half of the major threats have been eliminated.

However, Nan Zheng knew very well that things were far from over. As long as she didn't hurt them, the fighting would only get more and more intense tomorrow and the day after.

Therefore, it is absolutely necessary to remind you of this.

"Also, call He Min, Ruby, and Qiu Di and tell them to bring guns and bodyguards when they go out, so that no one can steal from them."

"Otherwise, if something really happens, I won't care whether they live or die."

"Wow, boss, that's so cruel," Tai Bao chuckled slyly. He knew Nan Zheng was lying; after all, they were his girls, how could he really not care?

"How can it not be cruel?" Nan Zheng said calmly, "You can't reason with a damned ghost!"

"Also, have you checked the area around the docks? Has anything major happened?"

"I found some," Taibao said after thinking for a moment, unsure.

“Our men saw scattered groups of men in black coming by boat from the other side of the island.”

"But it's uncertain whether it's Yuan Qingnan's people. After all, Victoria Harbour is quite large, and some people might take a boat back after a night cruise."

"How many exactly?"

"Seven or eight? Ninety? I'm not entirely sure. They weren't together. I just happened to see those people taking boats to various piers in Yau Tsim Mong."

"Keep an eye on them and see if you can find their address... Better to kill a thousand than let one go," Nan Zheng said directly.

Taibao nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

After all, the other party is a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi. If we don't eliminate them completely this time, they will spring up again and launch a comeback, which would be troublesome.

In particular, the leader, Hara Aoko, is the future successor of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Eliminating them would solve the problem once and for all, and if the Yamaguchi-gumi wanted to take revenge, they would be severely weakened in a short period of time.

Because morale has plummeted.

But if the other side manages to escape back to Japan, it's hard to say whether they'll go all out and fight to the death.

After all, it's the spirit of Bushido.

Before long, a young man with long hair and a suit arrived alone in a flurry of activity.

"hooligan!"

"Big brother?" Long Zhifei turned his head and saw Long Zhiqiang walking towards him angrily. He immediately hugged his leg and cried loudly.

"Big brother, save me, big brother!"

"They're going to chop off my hands and feet..."

"You deserve to have your hands and feet chopped off!" Long Zhiqiang slapped him across the face and cursed, leaving Long Zhifei stunned and bewildered.

"You stole my money and lost it all at the casino. It's only fair that they cut off your hands and feet."

"Alright, stop putting on an act here." Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

"I called you here today not so you could fight and yell at me and put on a show for me."

"You're the Zheng Ge from Tsim Sha Tsui?" Lung Chi-keung immediately changed his expression, grinning as he asked.

"Brother Zheng, give me some time, I promise I'll pay you back in a few days!"

"What, planning to rob a tycoon?"

Long Zhiqiang's expression immediately changed.

"I know you're going to make a move, but don't rush, I happen to have a target too." Nan Zheng smiled and got up, walked over, patted Long Zhiqiang's shoulder, and whispered in his ear:
"Wait for my news within three days."

"If you settle this, I won't take a single penny of the 15 million gambling debt; I might even give you 15 million..."

"Brother Zheng, I can tell you're a good person just like me. Who are you going to mess with?" Long Zhiqiang said with a smile on the surface, but his heart sank.

Because he never expected that his thoughts would be discovered by the other party.

"You'll find out when the time comes." Nan Zheng patted Long Zhiqiang on the shoulder again, and before leaving, she added:

"Let your brother stay here well for a few days, and I'll let you know when it's time."

"Oh, by the way, leave your phone number."

"If you try anything funny, then you'd better prepare a sack to collect your brother's body."

Long Zhiqiang's expression immediately turned gloomy and uncertain.

Although he didn't know what Liang Zheng wanted him to do, he was sure it wouldn't be anything good.

But because of this good-for-nothing younger brother, I have no choice but to do it now.

He didn't have a choice.

……

"You little bastard, you're really crazy! You actually dared to bomb the Japanese consulate?" The very next morning, Huang Bingyao called angrily.

Nan Zheng picked at her ear and chuckled, "Officer Huang, I heard your Major Crimes Unit is seriously over budget. I'm a law-abiding citizen, so I'm thinking of giving you some extra funding. Would ten million be enough?"

"Don't try to bribe me with that. I'm telling you, you're dead this time. Even Jesus couldn't save you. I'm telling you!" Huang Bingyao cursed.

“I’ll contribute ten million, Tang Yuli will contribute ten million, Chen Jianan will contribute ten million, Liu Yaozu will contribute ten million, and Tang Judy will contribute ten million…”

And what do you think about adding another million dollars to the budget each year to establish a police department logistics foundation specifically for subsidies for various wounded soldiers?

In addition to these tens of millions, there are also business owners from various districts of Yau Tsim Mong who regularly donate money to the foundation every year as a way of accumulating good deeds.

The key point is that the Major Crimes Unit gets priority in receiving subsidies; that's the crucial point...

“Mr. Nan, shall we make a plan?” Huang Bingyao’s tone changed as he smiled.

"For example, when was this foundation established? When did it start, and when...?"

"Now I'm definitely not going to die?" Nan Zheng smiled and lit a cigarette.

"Mr. Nan is a living Buddha! How could he just die like that? Right?"

“You’re lucky. That consulate was just a temporary address; they all close long before dawn. Otherwise, if a few diplomats had died and it had become an international political event, even Jesus couldn’t have saved you,” Huang Bingyao said, his tone softening.

He suddenly felt that Nan Zheng had to live well and absolutely could not die.

Otherwise, who would give him tens of millions?

"They're all gang members? Tsk tsk, that's a real shame..." Nan Zheng said with some disappointment.

"What did you say?" Huang Bingyao asked, looking shocked.

"It's alright. I said those bastard gangsters deserved to die, they died a good death, they died a wonderful death!"

Nan Zheng was very clear about one thing: those violent gangs were legal in Japan, but criminal in Hong Kong.

Therefore, even if they all die, not only will there be no problem, but it will also be a great achievement.

It's like taking a flight from a state in the US where marijuana is legal to South Korea, only to have South Korean customs detect that you've used drugs and you'll go to jail.

This is a principle.

If this happened in the north, the consequences could be severe enough to result in execution.

However, if there are diplomats present, that's a different story.

Nan Zheng didn't care; he actually wanted to make a big deal out of it.

Let's see how the foreigners handle this.

Since he was bored out of his mind, he didn't mind causing some trouble for the Japanese and foreigners.

I've seen dogs fight dogs all the time, but ghosts fighting ghosts? That's a first for me.

After all, there's no evidence to prove that Nan Zheng did it.

Just like when Wong Bing-Yiu made this call, it was also a test of their attitude.

That's why he remained completely calm.

"In short, I will get Wan Chai back in order within a few days," Nan Zheng said, taking a drag of her cigarette.

"After all, you know yourself that those bastards are Japan's lackeys. If we don't get rid of them, they'll become too big to handle in a few years."

“They’ve recently acquired a batch of new drugs over there, even more outrageous than those in the Golden Triangle. If these drugs were brought to your jurisdiction, could you handle them?”

"Officer Wong, I'm trying to help you!"

"Three days? I'll give you three days at most. Any more than that and you'll be in jail." Huang Bingyao said angrily after a moment of silence.

Let alone other cops, even Wong Bing Yiu himself would have a hard time dealing with Nam Keng.

It's not just a matter of lacking evidence; he's simply too cunning.

Even if all suspicions are directed at him, it will never be him who did it.

Because the person who does the work will disappear completely from Hong Kong Island after finishing their task.

Until the storm passed and the fire died down.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng, in a good mood, called A Wu over.

“Give Wang Jianguo and Scarface and those who did the dirty work a bonus of 200,000 yuan each.”

"Ten times the medical expenses and resettlement allowance for injuries."

"Damn, when can I get one too?" A-Wu said with envy and jealousy.

"Don't worry, you'll be needed soon," Nan Zheng sneered. He knew very well that the gangs on the island wouldn't give up easily.

After all, they've fought this far; it's practically a fight to the death.

How could they possibly stop?
Just then, Taibao called.

"Hey?"

"Boss, something's happened! All those gang leaders on the island have gathered together again."

"And unlike before, it's not just them who have mobilized, but all their henchmen have also mobilized... There are more than a dozen gangs in total, a massive force, at least tens of thousands of people." Tai Bao anxiously and quickly relayed the information he had gathered.

"I suspect they never intended to take back the land they lost last night."

"On the contrary, we'll just hit you directly!"

"Wow, tens of thousands of people in broad daylight...tsk tsk, is this the Eighteen Lords' Campaign against Dong Zhuo? Are they treating me like Dong Zhuo? I'm so scared." Nan Zheng sneered.

Unexpectedly, they gathered even faster than anticipated.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Then let Thirteen Sister and the Crown Prince prepare the manpower."

When the time comes, they will attack from both sides.

Chen Haonan and his men should hold their ground and remain inactive...

Also, prepare all sorts of luxury vehicles, including dump trucks and bulldozers.

There's probably going to be a major battle in the Hung Hom Tunnel tonight.

"I understand, boss." Taibao turned around and quickly ordered people to prepare.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng thought for a moment and felt it was time to gather Gao Jin and the others and prepare for action.

We must not let our guard down, especially on the defensive side.

Because there's also Yuan Qingnan, who might stab you in the back at any time.

……

Almost simultaneously, the top-ranking companies on the list gathered together again.

"Luo Tianhong swallowed up two streets in Yi'an, and more than a thousand people were scattered. People like Lin Guoyang, who were in charge, were beheaded and displayed in public, and were dragged to the street and hanged alive. Liang Zheng is so ruthless that it makes people lose their minds." Lei Long of Hong Sheng Gang said through gritted teeth.

Sophie, the agent of the New Star Society, slowly said, "Liang Zheng didn't spare any of the leaders of the Prince Gang, including their fathers, uncles, and even sons. They were all wiped out."

They also swallowed up the business of two streets of theirs, leaving them no room to maneuver.

It now seems that Liang Zheng has no intention of giving up and intends to wipe us out completely.

We must fight back.

"We can't just not fight back. I almost got shot to death last night." Fu Sheng said, his face extremely grim.

"Where is Yuan Qingnan?" someone asked.

"Forget about that Japanese bastard. His headquarters has been wiped out, his men have been killed, and even his mother's consulate was bombed. Isn't he going to crawl back to Japan like a dead dog and become a womanizer?"

"This time it's not about profit, it's about our pride, we have to get rid of him!"

"Since Liang Zheng is determined to wipe us out, then we'll wipe him out too. Forget about those Hung Hing leaders planting their flags and sweeping the area; we'll just go after Liang Zheng alone! Send gunmen if you want, call in reinforcements if you want, and take down his Tsim Sha Tsui tonight!" Wo Hing Shing's God slammed his fist on the table and roared.

“That’s right, if he uses a gun, we’ll use a gun too. If he doesn’t show his face, we’ll take out the people around him.”

"When the time comes, I'll kill his girlfriend and his whole family, and let's see what he can do then."

The other gang leaders echoed this sentiment through gritted teeth, clearly harboring deep hatred for Nan Zheng.

Hatred and fear have driven them to madness, even to the point of being willing to pay any price.

At this moment, they only had one thought in their eyes:

—I can forgo making money, but Liangzheng must die!

(End of this chapter)