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

Chapter 206 "204" When Will This Cycle of Vengeance End?
"Holy crap! What's going on?"

"Yeah, why did he lead a group to fight with that overseas 'red stick'?"

"I don't know either, let's see how it goes."

Seeing the sudden encirclement and fight, many people were completely bewildered and had no idea what was going on.

Hara Aono held his own against five opponents, staring intently at Tachibana Masahito with a fierce expression. He was like a tiger descending a mountain, suddenly grabbing Shark En's fist and then quickly turning around and throwing him and his fist out together.

He knocked over Ah Wu next to him, and Shark En slammed into the wall before bouncing up quickly.

However, Yuan Qingnan suddenly threw another punch, directly at Zheng Wei. Zheng Wei quickly drew his sword and slashed at him, while Gao Jin also raised his palm and struck Yuan Qingnan's chest.

Yuan Qingnan quickly dodged to the side, his fist still swinging like steel and concrete, and then he raised his other hand to grab Gao Jin.

In an instant, he countered Gao Jin's attack with a palm strike, his fist shattering Zheng Wei's broadsword and slashing at his ribs, sending him flying backward in a fetal position.

However, a blue octagonal Han sword also pierced through at an odd angle, striking the chest and then thrusting towards the throat.

Yuan Qingnan's gaze sharpened, and he retreated swiftly.

A tearing sound rang out, and Hara Aonao's Mai was ripped open, revealing a shocking bloodstain that ran from his chest to the edge of his throat.

The sword tip then casually knocked off his beard and baseball cap.

If Yuan Qingnan hadn't taken a step back in advance, his upper body would probably have been split in two.

It was at this moment that his disguise was completely exposed by a single sword strike.

A young man with a fierce look, well-defined muscles, and an explosive aura appeared before them, making everyone feel breathless.

Even Gao Jin was taken aback.

The young man's eyes were like those of a wild beast, devouring hearts and souls, filled with ferocity and madness. His murderous aura was almost overflowing. Despite his height of 1.7 meters, coupled with the blood-soaked chest, he looked like a blood-soaked mountain of hell.

The sense of oppression was really too strong.

Yuan Qingnan practically crawled out of piles of corpses in Southeast Asia. Every one-on-one fight in the arena was either you die or I die. His aura was almost indistinguishable from those mercenaries who killed without hesitation.

How can someone like this be compared to a gangster?

Like a god of death.

“Now, it’s just the two of you left.” Yuan Qingnan glanced at the bloody wounds on his body, revealing his sharp white teeth, and grinned maliciously at Gao Jin and Luo Tianhong. Then he slowly beckoned with his finger.

"bring it on."

With a bang, a white figure flew swiftly between Gao Jin and Luo Tianhong. Yuan Qingnan remained unmoved and suddenly threw a punch.

In an instant, Tachibana Masahito staggered back a few steps, and before he could fly away, his ankle was grabbed and a punch was aimed straight at his heart.

He was too fast, but Yuan Qingnan was even more ruthless and decisive, killing him almost instantly.

If that punch had landed directly on Tachibana Masahito's chest, he probably would have been crushed to death.

However, at that moment, someone grabbed Tachibana Masahito's shoulder, pulled him back, and used a knee kick to block Hara Aono's fist, then smashed it into the other's chest.

Yuan Qingnan felt a sharp pain and immediately took three or four steps back. He squinted at Gao Jin, who was expressionless in front of him, and realized that Gao Jin had not used his full strength before.

"Xingyiquan plus Baguazhang? I'd like to see how much more you have up your sleeve."

"Then come on." Gao Jin gave a slightly cruel smile and suddenly rammed forward.

Tachibana Masahito got up again, steadied himself, and quickly joined forces with Luo Tianhong to attack from both sides.

Then A-Wu took up his sword again and returned to the arena.

……

This scene shocked everyone, not just the few red sticks who wanted to fight one-on-one.

Even the thousands of thugs around were completely dumbfounded.

Are there any guys as good at fighting as you?
Five experts attacked one person, and not only did he not die or become crippled, he even almost killed two of them. Is this even human?

"You're the king of gangsters, why aren't you going to step up?" Old Tai, seeing this, swallowed hard before turning away.

He pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and watched the beating with interest. Then he glanced at it and said, "You want me to go in? With Black Star? Or Bomb?"

He scoffed again: "Am I a fucking good citizen?!"

"Your name is 'Person with Double Flowers,' but I never see you with 'Person with Double Flowers'?"

The simple-minded old Thai man looked embarrassed.

He really forgot about his identity as the leader of Hung Hing.

Going up there would only make you lose face.

After all, the reputation of "King of Fighters" was so great that everyone almost forgot that he was also one of the Top Ten Outstanding Youths and a Good Citizen.

How can you just casually get into a fight with someone in the street?

It's illegal.

However, LZ also realized that Hara Aonan's strength was actually similar to his own, about 0.9, especially in terms of burst damage.

The key is pure brute force.

He was quite curious: Yuan Qingnan had never practiced Muay Thai, so where did he get such strength?

Is he really born with superhuman strength?

Even Chang Wei isn't as awesome as him.

Yuan Qingnan's only weakness is that his stamina and endurance are not as good as his own.

Besides that, it's just a copy of myself.

In fact, Hara Aono was an undefeated legend in Japan. He was invincible and even challenged a sumo wrestler weighing several hundred pounds in the super heavyweight category, ultimately defeating him with a few powerful punches...

It can be said that Yuan Qingnan has the greatest advantage in a short period of time.

If it becomes a fierce battle, they will surely be defeated.

On the contrary, Wolf Fang Abu is the opposite. If a master of the same level were to engage him in a burst of damage, he would be overwhelmed. But in a prolonged battle, almost no one could defeat him.

In short, both of them are top-notch fighters, but they have different specialties.

Nan Zheng happens to have both of these special skills.

Compared to that, I'm definitely cooler.

As expected, after a few minutes of fighting, Yuan Qingnan was already drenched in sweat and somewhat exhausted; it was clear that he couldn't handle fighting five opponents at once.

Gritting his teeth like a wild wolf, he desperately endured a lot of damage, all for the sake of becoming Tachibana Masahito.

Suddenly, Shark En, who had recovered from his shock, tripped him from behind, and Yuan Qingnan stumbled and fell to the ground.

He was then stabbed by swords and knives thrown by Luo Tianhong, A Wu, and Zheng Wei.

His muscular body was riddled with holes, and even a god couldn't save him.

In less than five minutes, the group was panting heavily, looking at Yuan Qingnan on the ground with deep apprehension in their eyes.

Only Gao Jin's expression remained calm.

Fortunately, Tokugawa Yuki didn't show up. Otherwise, if Hara Aono had known that he had been cuckolded and that the child in his belly wasn't even his, he probably would have gotten a real beating from Tachibana Masahito.

However, Yuan Qingnan was able to persevere for so long because he was like a cornered beast fighting for its life.

They were completely surrounded and couldn't escape, so of course they had to fight for their lives.

"Alright, that's a wrap." Nan Zheng snapped her fingers, and Gao Jin and A Wu immediately stuffed Yuan Qingnan into the trunk.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Five or six people beating up one person, isn't that against the rules?"

"Fuck your mother!" Shark En punched the thug, knocking him unconscious on the spot, and cursed:

"You can't even beat me, what right do you have to talk about rules?"

"You're such a lousy jerk!"

"You guys continue." Nan Zheng didn't even glance at these people, then gestured to the simple-minded old Tai, and put the bag in her pocket.

Before leaving, he pointed at Masahito Tachibana again: "After you've taken care of these trivial matters, come find me in Tsim Sha Tsui."

"Don't keep me waiting too long."

Tachibana Masahito's face flushed, not understanding what this meant.

Everyone was surprised by the swift and decisive action, and they were still in a daze.

However, everyone also witnessed Tachibana Masahito's strength.

But compared to Gao Jin, he's just average.

Because Gao Jin's expression didn't change much from beginning to end.

Even his breathing was steady.

It was as if he hadn't used his full strength at all.

The people around looked at each other in bewilderment. Was this still a martial arts competition?
It seems like the arrival of the Grand Duke Jupiter has stolen the limelight from even the top martial arts champion.
Because he had more than one Gao Jin by his side, and everyone he brought was extremely capable in combat.

It was only then that they understood why the King of Fighters was so invincible.

With a bunch of formidable men under his command, how could he not be invincible?
Everyone had a question in their minds.

How strong must a gangster king be to have so many masters under his wing?
……

Nan Zheng came and went quickly. He wasn't interested in the martial arts champion, and when he saw that Tachibana Masahito was even inferior to Zheng Wei, he immediately looked down on him.

This is supposed to be a Double Flower Red Stick? A Martial Arts Champion?
They probably spent a lot of money bribing people.

Nan Zheng felt that it was a waste of her energy and a disgrace to work with a double-flower red stick, which had little value.

After returning to the nightclub, Nan Zheng had Tokugawa Yuki brought over, and then dragged Hara Aono's body into the basement.

When Tokugawa Yuki arrived here, he saw Hara Aono's body lying there, and his expression was somewhat complicated and distressed.

Nan Zheng was able to eliminate this potential threat, so we should thank her.

"Now that your husband is dead, you can elope with your lover."

"Of course, I need to get what I need beforehand," Nan Zheng said calmly.

Taking down Yuan Qingnan was just a convenient thing to do.

Most importantly, the Tokugawa family and the Yamaguchi-gumi.

If we could take down those two underworld tycoons, we'd be rolling in money.

You need money to exchange for attribute points and buy more of what you want.

His goal was to create an endless nesting of dolls.

"Where's Tachibana?" After a moment, Tokugawa Yuki also took a deep breath and calmed down: "I hope nothing happened to him."

"Don't worry, your lover is fine. He's such a useless piece of trash... I'm too lazy to beat him to death." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette in a great mood.

Tokugawa Yuki felt a chill in his heart.

She then realized that Nan Zheng was truly ruthless, not only wanting to get rid of Yuan Qingnan, but also Tachibana Masahito.

He probably had no conflict with Tachibana Masahito, so why did he kill Tachibana... But does a big shot like him really need conflict to get things done?

Being unhappy is enough.

"Get ready. Tachibana Masahito is coming over tonight. You can catch up with him then, and then head to Japan," Nan Zheng said, turning around.

Tokugawa Yuki hesitated for a moment before nodding, then asked softly, "Excuse me, what do you want to do by taking me back to Japan?"

"Hey X, wanna do it or not?" Nan Zheng smiled kindly. Tokugawa Yuki felt a chill run down his spine.

"Go keep an eye on the outlying islands. We have things to do tonight, so we need to nip this in the bud!" After dismissing the men, Nan Zheng sat on the sofa, looked at Yuan Qingnan on the floor, and pondered for a moment.

This guy is definitely a talent.

It would be such a waste to skin him alive like this, but what use would it be otherwise?

"Are there any pills or similar substances that can bring someone back to life, or turn them into a puppet?"

"I don't know if the Golden Finger Shop has it." Nan Zheng opened the shop.

If that's true, it would be interesting to treat Yuan Qingnan as a stand-in.

If I become Mr. White and he becomes Mr. Black, wouldn't we be able to conquer the entire world?

Since they're already dead, and they're all incredibly strong with their limbs, it would be a shame not to make good use of them.

"Oh ho, there really is one." Nan Zheng rummaged through it for a bit and immediately laughed.

He then started cursing again: "Seven-figure attribute points? A fucking seven-figure attribute point, are you robbing me?"

"These are enough for me to buy several pairs of kidneys."

After careful consideration, I decided to have Wei Jixiang take a few photos, and then freeze them for later.

We'll see how things go before deciding whether to use it.

Not long after I returned to the office, Xiao Li called me directly.

"Boss, good news!"

"Let the fart go."

"That Mrs. Ma is actually the leader of the Crescent Moon Group, a branch of the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"That's the name of the friend of the God of Gamblers, the one with the opposing surname, you're destined to meet him."

"Is that so?" Nan Zheng asked, somewhat surprised.

Yamagami's second son is from the Japanese Black Tiger Society. He used to fight with the Crescent Moon Group over the casino in Osaka. After the dispute became irreconcilable, he challenged Chen Jincheng to a duel.

To put it bluntly, putting aside the conflicts in Macau, Ko Chun and Chan Kam-shing are both cards for the Black Tiger Society and the Crescent Moon Group, respectively. Whoever is stronger will win.

However, after that, the Black Tiger Gang and the Crescent Moon Group cooperated. They became friends after fighting, and even reopened a casino in Osaka.

After hearing about the casino's exploits, the leader of the Crescent Moon Group wanted to invite Nan Zheng to Osaka. Gao Jin had called him quite a few times before because of this.

I never expected that Mrs. Ma was the team leader.

Nan Zheng thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that in the plot, Mrs. Ma came to Hong Kong Island because of Mr. Ma's death.

But how could Mrs. Ma, as the leader of the Crescent Moon Group, marry such a scoundrel?
Could he be a stand-in from Hong Kong Island?

Just like Nan Zheng had just thought, give the other party a title, and then if anything happens, there will be a reasonable reason to come and plant your flag and expand.

After all, the old trick of having a subordinate fall and then the boss personally leading a group to take revenge no longer works, so the conflict isn't that deep.

Generally, we can talk it over and just let it go with a small financial loss.

But if you label your younger brother as your husband, then it's a different story.

Arson, murder, and looting are all considered reasonable.

Most importantly, it can earn a lot of money.

"Go and find out what Mrs. Ma's name is," Nan Zheng said again.

"No problem," Xiao Li nodded.

A short while later, the phone rang again: "Once you find out the other person's identity, it's much easier to find their name."

The other person's name is Yoshiko Aoyama. She is from Osaka and there are about three or four thousand people there. She also runs a casino.

It seems they are cooperating with the Black Tiger Society.

Boss, she's really got a connection with you! Most importantly, she exudes a strong sense of wifely charm, is incredibly alluring, and has a seductive and wanton vibe..."

"Why the hell are you spouting so much nonsense?" Nan Zheng cursed directly.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke again: "Go, take care of all those bastards Yuan Qingnan left in the warehouse."

The person just died, and they were from out of town, far from the main island, so the news certainly didn't travel that fast.

Take Zhang Chun and Chen Yiyuan's men there; let's finish this quickly.

"By the way, call Aoyama Yoshiko over, I want to have a chat with her."

When will this cycle of revenge end?

If the other party doesn't respond first, then there's no point in seeking revenge.

……

Less than an hour later, Tang Yuli and Chen Jianan also brought the money. Nan Zheng took her ten million and then went to the Major Crimes Unit.

As soon as he entered the office, he slammed the money onto the table with a beaming smile.

"Holy crap!" Huang Bingyao was startled to see so much cash piled up on the table and constantly falling to the ground.

"Inspector Wong, have you never seen so much money before?" Nan Zheng asked, glancing sideways as she sat on the sofa.

"It's not that I've never seen anything like it before, it's that I've never even dared to dream of it in my entire life!" Huang Bingyao stared wide-eyed at the fifty million in cash, a broad smile on his face.
"We're rich now, we're rich now..."

"If you give me 50 million, I'll never have to worry about anything for the rest of my life, even if I break my leg."

“If you were in this position, you might make fifty million in your lifetime,” Nan Zheng said with a smile. “But what if you retire?”

"Don't even mention this life, even if you add your past life and the next life, you still couldn't earn that much in three lifetimes!"

"I know you're the most powerful." Huang Bingyao pouted, but his face was still full of joy.

If this money were invested in the foundation, it could reduce the number of police officers killed or injured by hundreds each year.

How could this not make him happy?

After a short while, Huang Bingyao said, "The money has arrived, but what should the name be?"

"The Nightless City Logistics Police Officer Subsidy Foundation," Nan Zheng said directly.

"I'll make a call and ask," Huang Bingyao thought for a moment and then called Pete.

After all, this is a big deal, and he still needs to ask the Wan Chai Chief Superintendent.

Pete arrived in a flurry of activity, followed by several reporters.

"Mr. Nan, you really are a great philanthropist! You're practically one of the nine greatest philanthropists in the world!" Pete said with a grin as soon as he saw so much cash on the table, and immediately shook hands with Nan Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa.

He then quickly looked at several reporters:
“Look at this, this is what good citizens of Hong Kong should do.”

"Not only did he help the police maintain public order, but he also voluntarily donated money to the government to ease its burden... There are not many people in the whole world as compassionate as Mr. Nan. Without him, how could we live?"

Huang Bingyao stared at Pete in disbelief.

Even the reporters were stunned.

Seriously, is this some kind of excessive praise? It's way too exaggerated.

However, Nan Zheng laughed heartily, greatly admiring Pete's professionalism and work ethic.

If you give him money, he'll actually get things done.

“Mr. Nan, this foundation is very important. It concerns the safety of our entire police force. We should make a grand announcement about it.”

"How about we hold a press conference in a few days?" Pete thought for a moment and then smiled.

"This suggestion is excellent; it suits my status perfectly!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

"However, I won't go. I have things to do."

He definitely needs this identity.

However, being featured in the newspaper is also an option.

After all, I'll be going to Japan in a few days. It would be so embarrassing if people there saw me, a good citizen of Hong Kong, playing T-kill in Japan.
I donate money every year anyway.

Given Pitt's style of doing things, he'll probably have to brag about it a lot every year.

Otherwise, how can his achievements and strength be demonstrated?
Pete chatted with Huang Bingyao for a few minutes and agreed. After all, Ye Weiyang was a foundation, and anyone with eyes could tell whose name those first three words belonged to.

"Mr. Nan, may I ask you if you have anything else to say?" a reporter asked while writing.

Nan Zheng thought for a moment and then said, "Go to Tokyo, JF Japan."

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reporter:………

Pete: ………

Huang Bingyao: ...

Huang Bingyao was so angry he wanted to beat this little bastard to death. Why did you have to say anything about fighting and killing?

"What I mean is, R is a rapidly developing region, yet it's rife with violence. I want to use all my energy to eliminate this bad influence and ensure that all ordinary people receive the best possible equal legal services. After all, Officer Pete said I'm a good citizen," Nan Zheng explained with a smile.

"So that's how it is." Pete suddenly realized, and Huang Bingyao's expression softened considerably.

He was genuinely afraid that the kid was talking nonsense.

After all, Hong Kong media are the most unscrupulous; they can say all sorts of nonsense.

Last time, someone just said he was drinking in Sham Shui Po, but a reporter, disliking him, wrote that after drinking, he claimed Sham Shui Po belonged to him...

Then that person was stabbed dozens of times and is still in the hospital.

Verbal violence.

Although Nan Zheng will not experience this situation, her popularity will definitely suffer.

After all, they don't even consider his status.

After chatting for a few minutes, Nan Zheng left, waiting for the press conference in a few days, where various bills and catalogs would follow.

Pete is greedy for money, but he loves performance even more, because the British medal will be more valuable when he returns home, so there's no need for him to be greedy here.

Finally, he personally saw Nanzheng off at the door.

"Mr. Nan, Mr. Nan, please take care."

"Tsk tsk, Officer Pete, you suddenly sent a few reporters to my door today without telling me. I can't give you money now."

"It's okay, we're brothers for life, we can give it to each other next time."

"I like your honesty, and I like your greed even more!" Nan Zheng pointed at Pete, who had a mischievous grin on his face, and then got into the car laughing.

Having someone like this around means you won't be afraid of getting promoted, making a fortune, or losing your boss.

What a great friend!

If someone were the kind of person who was rigidly traditional, Nan Zheng might have had to take care of them.

Foreigners are all greedy for money. If you're not greedy, are you just being high-minded?
On the way, Nan Zheng suddenly received a call from Ai Lian. She finished smoking a cigarette before answering.

"Hey?"

"Ah Zheng, it's me... Something's happened in Yau Ma Tei, come over right away."

"Oh, what is it?"

(End of this chapter)