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

Chapter 212 "210" Arrival in Shinjuku

"You really went to cause trouble for Liang Zheng?" At the Li family home, Li Tianming looked at Li Tianzhao, whose face was bruised and swollen, feeling both helpless and angry.

"Have I ever told you that we and him are from different worlds? People from two different worlds can't be treated the same way?"

"Using our methods to deal with a gangster? You've never died before, have you?"

"I didn't know that bastard was really that crazy, he doesn't even respect the Li family!" Li Tianzhao covered his face, looking humiliated.

He hated Liang Zheng even more in his heart.

On the surface, he was at most beaten black and blue, but only he knew how he was treated behind the scenes.

I'm being fed shit!

Who in their right mind could bear such an injustice?
If Li Tianzhao hadn't had such strong mental fortitude and resilience, he probably would have committed suicide out of shame and indignation by now.

However, he didn't intend to talk about it; instead, he kept it to himself.

Because it was really too embarrassing.

If word got out, it would not only be a disgrace to the Li family, but Li Tianzhao himself would also be utterly humiliated...

"Brother, that bastard is really too ruthless. I heard that even some of my friends have been messed up by him."

Those who want to make money can't make money, and those who want to sail can't sail.

"Another one was sent to the anti-gang task force, supposedly for selling candy. They caught him red-handed..." Li Tianzhao said through gritted teeth.

"That bastard is ruthless and vicious, not only in writing, but also in business."

"No wonder he's doing so well."

"I told you long ago, Liang Zheng is no ordinary person, but you wouldn't listen," Li Tianming said, exasperated.

After thinking for a moment, he said again, "In short, you shouldn't concern yourself with this matter anymore."

Take good care of your injury.

I'll see how to handle this and find a solution..."

"A deal has been reached?" Li Tianzhao's face was full of disbelief.

"Otherwise what? You started it, so it's perfectly reasonable for them to retaliate?" Li Tianming glanced sideways at Li Tianzhao.

"My original plan was to let him take an inch and then strike at his vital point."

Now that he's got a slight advantage, won't he bite like a mad dog?

"Big brother, you should have said so sooner!" Li Tianzhao was even more miserable. He didn't expect that his boss already had a way to deal with Liang Zheng.

"I told you sooner or later, you would still go and make threats to Liang Zheng, and even overestimate yourself by trying to subdue her to do things for you..."

Li Tianzhao was speechless.

"How many years has it been? I know you better than you know yourself."

"Alright, I'll take care of your men. As for the rest, focus on recovering from your injuries. We'll talk about it later." Li Tianming sighed, shook his head, and left.

After returning to his study, he made a phone call.

I dialed several times, and it took almost an hour before someone finally answered.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Nan."

"Same number, similar voice...you must be Li Tianming, right?" Nan Zheng said lazily on the phone.

Li Tianming smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, you are indeed exceptionally intelligent; you guessed it right away."

"I didn't need to guess to know you'd call." Nan Zheng scoffed, "Just say what you have to say, or shut up."

"Release Xu Wenbiao and Ma Zhiqiang, Mr. Nan." Li Tianming wasn't angry; instead, he smiled calmly.

"We'll discuss other business later, and I guarantee it will help Mr. Nan reach even greater heights."

"You think you can just release me like that? Wouldn't I lose face?" Nan Zheng said sarcastically.

“I have a minibus route in Wan Chai here. If Mr. Nan is willing to put aside his prejudices and make friends, I can offer it to you with both hands…”

There are many minibus routes, but basically each stop is considered a separate fare segment.

Depending on the journey and distance, one can earn millions more per month.

Especially legal and compliant.

Not to mention, this is the world of Hong Kong variety shows, with a much larger population than in later generations. If you were to take over a minibus route, you could easily earn several million in revenue.

"I knew Mr. Li was a great philanthropist, just like myself!" Nan Zheng's expression changed, and she laughed heartily.
"Alright, since Mr. Li is so sincere, how could I not give you face? We're all businessmen, after all. It's no fun to always talk about fighting and killing. We all value human relationships and social niceties."

"That Ye Rongtian..."

"I don't know about that," Nan Zheng said with a shrug and a smile.
"However, if Ye Rongtian himself has not broken the law, then it may be that the police made a mistake in their enforcement. Mr. Li will have to go and discuss this with a lawyer himself."

"I understand," Li Tianming said. Nan Zheng's words had already made it very clear that as long as a lawyer was sent over and money was spent, the matter would be resolved peacefully.

"Mr. Li, your brother may be a good-for-nothing, but he's not very bright."

But I really admire you! You gave me a minibus for such a small thing.

"I'm really looking forward to meeting you," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Li Tianming smiled and said, "In that case, Mr. Nan, please come to Causeway Bay when you have time. We can have a good chat then."

"Okay, it's a deal then."

"However, I'm busy these few days. I'll talk to you about the Causeway Bay land king later."

As soon as she finished speaking, Nan Zheng hung up the phone in a good mood.

But Li Tianming's eyes turned cold.

He stared at the mobile phone on the table, a murderous aura flashing within him.

……

"This is the only country where organized crime is legally allowed to operate," Nan Zheng said with a smile as she walked out of the island nation's airport after hanging up the phone.

The area was bustling with crowds and traffic, and most importantly, it looked very prosperous.

It has an even stronger sense of life than Hong Kong Island, and this is now Asia's second-largest economy.

"Hey bro, doesn't the Netherlands allow it too?" Big Foot said, carrying the luggage beside him.

"The Netherlands allows gangs, candy stores, casinos, and organ transplants to operate freely... but freedom is freedom, not legitimate legality."

"The only legal option is here." Nan Zheng turned around and pointed to the Tokyo airport behind her.

In fact, the use of the prefix "Hong Kong Island" is also legal; it's just that the people involved are not legal.

Therefore, many characters are repeatedly removed and then reappear, making it impossible to completely eliminate them.

Essentially, they are a company, a chamber of commerce, or a workers' group.

Just like the water room, they are all workers in the same factory. Once they have a title, they are considered to be part of the organization and can legitimately recruit more people.

The same applies to the characters in the name; it's just that if the people inside cause trouble, the only recourse is to arrest them.

The situation is different in island nations, where all gangs are legally permitted violent groups, not only authorized by the government but also controlled by the police.

Conversely, it means black gloves.

After all, these legitimate gangs, at their peak, could openly recruit members on the street, just like a company recruiting employees.

At its peak, it exceeded 10 billion US dollars in a single year.

If this kind of company doesn't have government backing or act as a black glove, it can easily crush the Fortune 500 companies.

The Yamaguchi-gumi is a case in point.

With the current economic boom, they are setting up branches all over the world, like a dragon crossing rivers and planting its flag. I heard that they even have a presence in Atlantic City.

During this period, the island nation's per capita income was about four or five times that of Hong Kong Island, making it undoubtedly the hegemon of Asia.

The Four Asian Tigers—Hong Kong, South Korea, and Taiwan—all learned from island nations, with Hong Kong, in particular, making a fortune through direct translation.

Secondly, South Korea imitated Hong Kong.

However, these are all small-scale operations. Even if they earn tens or hundreds of billions, it's not in US dollars.

But what if we wait two years, and the island nation and the United States sign the Hiroshima Treaty?

That island nation truly earns and spends US dollars, which is extremely exaggerated.

The exchange rate between the Japanese yen and the US dollar changed from 240:1 to 120:1 in just two years. The stock market, finance, and real estate all experienced explosive growth, seemingly without end.

People from island nations genuinely believe they have more money than they can spend in their lifetime, as if they could find a piece of gold at every turn.

For example, even ordinary bank employees have loan targets of several hundred million yuan. If they can't meet the target, they can get loans from relatives and friends. Basically, as long as you have a job and real estate, you can get a loan.

It's easy to imagine how extravagant they were.

From 86 to the early 90s, it was arguably the most decadent and extravagant period in the island nation's history.

It can also represent a period of making money.

Whether it's swindling, cheating, burning, killing, or looting, they can always make a fortune.

Nan Zheng naturally wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.

The simplest way is to keep the shareholder and company structure nested and shelled, extracting cash from various banks.

A shell company with only one million yuan can easily swindle tens of millions of yuan in cash.

Since she was going to leave after making her money, Nan Zheng naturally never thought of coming back.

Once the money is in hand and the person leaves, who can do anything to me?
If he's really not convinced, then we'll really blow it up together.

These days, nothing makes money faster than robbing someone.

……

Nan Zheng randomly picked a restaurant in Tokyo for a meal. Just after paying the bill, Tian Yangsheng and the others slowly walked over.

"boss."

"Hmm, have you eaten yet?" Nan Zheng nodded gently, then gestured for someone to sit down.

Tian Yangsheng sat at the other table and poured himself a glass of water. "We've already eaten. The translator is looking for a car now, otherwise there won't be enough people." "Can we trust him?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette.

"If you don't trust them, just kill them. It's simple," Tian Yangsheng said indifferently.

Abu glanced at Tian Yangsheng and then at Tian Yangyi and his group, and chuckled, "Quite the menacing aura, mercenaries?"

"Boss, is this newbie?" Tian Yangsheng glanced at Abu, then looked at Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng nodded: "Your strength is not bad. You can have a competition in the future."

"Alright." Tian Yangsheng revealed a cruel smile, and Abu returned the smile.

Both sides sensed that the other's aura was very strong.

When the time comes, we'll naturally have a contest.

A few moments later, several MPVs pulled up at the door. Nan Zheng got into one of the cars, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and Tian Yangsheng said directly, "We've already investigated Shinjuku. Shiro is currently there."

"Also, it seems that news of Yuan Qingnan's death hasn't been relayed back."

"There were only two branches in Hong Kong Island. One was the Yamada Group, whose entire members were killed..."

The second one is called the Crescent Moon Group.

Unfortunately, I managed to seduce him.

"If this gets out, I'd like to know how the island nation found out," Nan Zheng said dismissively.

Tian Yangsheng was immediately dumbfounded.

"I said Yuan Qingnan seems to have been dead for several days, and not a single word has come out."

"So you managed to get the information sorted out."

"I admire you, boss!"

"Nonsense, don't you know who I am?" Nan Zheng said with a grin, not being polite at all.

In fact, news of Hara Aono's death probably already reached Japan long ago.

However, without concrete evidence, the Yamaguchi-gumi will not make any move.

Because any movement signifies revenge, and revenge signifies a large army pressing in.

Since the Yamaguchi-gumi members hadn't seen the body with their own eyes, naturally no one could prove that Hara Aono had died...

That's why there's been no movement.

Tokugawa Yuki and Tachibana Masahito have now gone to Osaka with Aoyama Yoshiko.

After Nan Zheng and Tian Yangsheng met up with him, their next goal was quite simple.

First, take care of Shiro, then deal with the current acting leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

We'll deal with the rest once we've sorted things out.

"There are many brothels in Shinjuku, so there are also many Chinese people who illegally cross the border there."

The largest human smuggling gang at present is called the Fuqing Gang.

The legitimate people inside are all at the higher levels; it's not that there aren't any legitimate people, but rather that the majority are illegitimate.

These people are like desperados when they fight; they ram people with cars, shoot them, smash Molotov cocktails... They're way crazier than people on Hong Kong Island.

"Because they're all illegal immigrants, undocumented, and without legal status, they're even more brazen," Tian Yangsheng explained briefly.

“The key is that the Fuqing Gang is a legal gang, but those unregistered individuals are members of the Fuqing Gang, but they are not officially registered with the Fuqing Gang, so the police can’t do anything about it, right?” Nan Zheng said with great interest.

Tian Yangsheng nodded: "That's really true. Otherwise, the Yamada Group, with three or four thousand people, wouldn't have been unable to defeat Fuqing, who only had one or two thousand people."

“There is a difference between being ruthless and being insane.”

"Only the wicked can subdue the wicked!" Nan Zheng couldn't help but exclaim.

Fortunately, I'm not a good person either, otherwise I might have been punished by them this time.

It has been confirmed that the Yamada Group's headquarters is located inside a geisha performance hall.

Whether Silang is present or not is another matter.

It didn't matter, Nan Zheng never thought he would be there, as long as she beat him up.

……

In the evening, Nan Zheng arrived at Shinjuku, where there were many cherry blossom trees. When the wind blew, the cherry blossoms fell slowly. Many night markets were decorated with red lanterns, and many men and women dressed in kimonos were strolling around.

It looks quite lively and nice.

But if everyone remained silent, the scene would be creepy and terrifying enough.

Like a horror movie.

Tian Yangsheng got off the car first, then had several MPVs parked, and led the way directly to the geisha performance hall.

To put it bluntly, it's similar to a nightclub. The pole dancers on stage are all dressed as golden lion kings, but they've been transformed into a group of women in kimonos wielding knives and guns.

In the underground, many people from the island nation knelt in the private rooms or the lobby, chatting and drinking.

It may seem like an elegant place, but it's actually not much different from a brothel.

If any YN on stage is pretty, then spend money to buy her for one night.

This night is yours to do as you please.

The most elegant-looking place is actually the place of birth, and these Nan Zheng are already used to it.

After casually finding a private room to sit down, Tian Yangsheng lit a cigarette and said, "This is the Yamada Group's headquarters. Some of the people here are from the Yamada Group, and most of the rest are guests."

“Shiro rarely comes here because he is now in charge of the entire Yamada Group.”

"We have to go and check on anything that happens."

"Especially now that Yuan Qingnan is gone, the Fuqing Gang is keeping a close eye on things and the fighting is fierce..."

"Simple, if he doesn't want to come, we'll just give him a hand later," Nan Zheng said, eating sunflower seeds on the table, while Big Foot Scar and the others were in the opposite booth.

A private room is equivalent to a tea room and cannot accommodate many people.

But it's just right.

If a fight breaks out later, they could block the intersection.

A few moments later, several women in kimonos bowed respectfully and entered, kneeling softly before Nan Zheng to inquire what services she needed.

After casually ordering a massage and some food and drinks, Nan Zheng couldn't help but shudder.

Damn, no wonder everyone says you have to marry a Japanese woman to know what happiness is.

Her soft and delicate appearance almost made Nan Zheng unable to resist.

"Isn't it great?" Tian Yangsheng said with a smile from the side.

"I couldn't resist at first and ordered one..."

Later I realized that they were just good-looking, nothing more.

The most visually appealing and fun items are all hidden away inside, only brought out for bidding towards the end of the event, with the highest bidder winning.

"Damn, are you kidding me?" Nan Zheng immediately became interested.

"Why would I lie to you? I definitely tried it before telling you," Tian Yangsheng said with a smile, while Tian Yangyi, Tian Yangzhi, and the others also had mischievous grins on their faces.

It looks like he's had quite a bit of fun.

Only Tian Yangen rolled his eyes.

Nan Zheng thought that since it was only the first day, she could enjoy herself first before going to find Si Lang. That wouldn't be a bad idea.

After all, you need to experience the local customs and culture firsthand to understand why their economy is so developed.

How can you imitate or surpass someone if you haven't experienced it yourself?
“Alright, then I’d like to see if those candidates are really that awful,” Nan Zheng said.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than a quarrel broke out outside the hall.

Tian Yangsheng immediately opened the window and then saw several Japanese people and several Fujian people cursing and pointing at each other.

Before the Yamada group could even arrive to stop the fight, the two sides had already started fighting.

Chairs and tables were all used.

In less than a minute, both sides were bleeding from head wounds, their eyes bloodshot, and they were furious.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to see a show like this tonight. I thought only others could watch our show," Nan Zheng laughed.

"Something's not right," Tian Yangsheng said, frowning.

"how?"

"The two sides went all out from the start, showing no mercy even to the Yamaguchi-gumi, which is quite unusual."

"You don't want them to have a grudge against each other? It just so happens that we're having a meal together today?"

“But no matter who’s causing trouble, they still have to consider the local bullies, just like when someone causes trouble at your nightclub,” Tian Yangsheng said.

"Damn, I really forgot." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead, then laughed:
"Let's watch the show first, I want to see what they're up to."

"Is the gun ready?"

"Don't worry, everything is in the trunk."

……

P.S.: I had a migraine all day and still felt weak and painful. I took ibuprofen in the afternoon and slept for half an hour, which made me feel much better.

However, my typing speed and brain processing ability are not as good as before, so I can only type a little bit at a time.

As for abandoning the project... haha, I updated over a million times in 40 days! If I wanted to abandon it, would I have updated so much?
Publishing a million words over four months would not earn you more.

It's purely because my brain can't take it anymore. I can't even hold my phone. Tears well up as soon as I look at the screen. I've been in so much pain these past two days that I can't even post a single chapter.

I will definitely update more. You guys can tell by my usual update volume, which is consistently around 20,000 to 30,000 words. I definitely won't abandon the project.

Things have calmed down a bit now, and I'll try my best to maintain a stable daily update schedule.

Also, this section is free; it's less than 200 words, so I'm too lazy to post a separate chapter.

(End of this chapter)