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

Chapter 215 "213" Please, be a little tougher!

After eating and drinking along the way, Nan Zheng leisurely arrived in Osaka on the afternoon of the second day.

Where is the Crescent Moon Group's headquarters?

“It’s within ten kilometers, we’ll be there soon,” Tian Yangsheng said.

Before he arrived, he had already found out many of the Yamaguchi-gumi's branches in various districts.

Of course, there are other underworld organizations as well.

However, it's mainly the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Because he knew very well that his boss hadn't come here for tourism...

The boss can travel, but the employees certainly can't.

That's how it seems, at least for now.

"There's an Osaka Hotel near the Oe Bridge, and there's also a fishing ground. That area is the headquarters and business of the Crescent Moon Gang."

If you go a little further back, that's where the Black Tiger Gang's territory is.

They used to be enemies, but after the betting match, they formed an alliance..."

“However, with Master Ma dead, the Crescent Moon Group is beset by internal and external troubles. The Black Tiger Society also wants to take advantage of the situation, and Chairman Biao Hu wants to annex the Crescent Moon Group. Therefore, he has already won over many of the Crescent Moon Group’s high-ranking members, preparing to seize Aoyama Miko’s business share in one fell swoop.” Tian Yangsheng thought for a moment and then said.

"Is Aoyama Miko dead? Won't she fight back? Go for it!" Nan Zheng said dismissively.

If this happened on Hong Kong Island, anyone who dared to act this arrogantly towards him would have already dug up his ancestral graves.

"For a woman to be able to hold on is already quite an achievement... especially with internal and external troubles. I don't know who in the Crescent Moon Group is supporting her and who is opposing her. How can she fight back?"

"Maybe before the fight even starts, someone will tip off the Black Tiger Society, allowing them to coordinate an attack from within," Tian Yangsheng said.

He was unaware that Aoyama Yoshiko was the true person in charge of the Crescent Moon Group.

"Thinking too much is no substitute for doing it!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

"Being attacked from within is dangerous, but there's also an old saying: 'Even a master can be defeated by a flurry of punches!'"

"Who cares if someone's working against us from the inside? Let's do it first. She's the boss's wife, after all. Are we really afraid she'll get eaten alive?"

"If their actions are illegitimate, don't they have to answer to the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

“That’s true.” Tian Yangsheng pondered for a moment and said, he had forgotten that the Crescent Moon Group was not a single name, but just a branch.

"Alright, let's go take a look first."

"Find out where the Black Tiger Gang and the Crescent Moon Group's casino is, and go check it out later."

"no problem."

Nan Zheng didn't plan to rush to meet him; she figured she'd rather get things done first.

He has already come to regard the Black Tiger Society as his own.

Since they're all yours, it's normal to kill a few dogs that bite people randomly.

Only the owner can slaughter a dog.

In the 1980s, gambling and red-light districts were not legal in Japan; most of them operated on the fringes of the law.

The gambling industry was only officially legalized in some regions around 2018.

However, for gangsters, they don't need to care about laws at all.

Just do whatever makes money.

Otherwise, how could they be called a gang?

As a legitimate gang... frankly, it's just a way for the higher-ups to control them better. Do they really think it's legal?
If they're unhappy one day, and the royal family says they're illegitimate, then they're still illegitimate.

The peaches should be ripened before being picked.

This approach has remained unchanged for thousands of years, regardless of the place or country.

After spending a few days here, I was surprised to find that despite the island nation's developed economy, the pace of life wasn't too fast.

After all, with the rapid development of the economy and the times, a fast-paced life is inevitable. What is most suffocating is the bustling crowds and traffic, with everyone coming and going like they are going to a market, which makes people feel depressed.

Nan Zheng didn't see anything too unusual. She figured that the rich were all out shopping abroad, while the poor were all at home eating.

They soon arrived at the Osaka Hotel. Nan Zheng sat down and asked the others to split into several tables. She then called over a waiter and ordered some okonomiyaki.

Ready to try it out.

Island nations aren't really that fun. Aside from having more and prettier scenery and flowers than Hong Kong Island, they're pretty average.

Of course, this excludes specialty massage services.

However, Nan Zheng had eaten okonomiyaki a few times in her previous life and found it quite to her liking.

The most important thing is seafood.

Before long, the waiter brought out the okonomiyaki, which was mostly squid and the like. However, before they could even pick up their chopsticks, several men in black with dragon and tiger tattoos swaggered in.

"Everyone disperse! No business today! Close down!"

The two waiters immediately looked flustered.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" the bearded man in the lead shouted at the waiters, who turned pale and retreated.

"Damn, he's not the boss, why is he being so fierce?" a customer who knew a little about the inside story muttered, and then someone grabbed his collar and pulled him up.

"Baka!" the bearded man said fiercely.

"I said I'd close the door, so I'll close it. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no..." the guest said in a panic, as the bearded man rubbed his head.

He then put the person down, saying, "Since you have no objections, then shut up."

"Get out of here right now."

The man immediately paid and ran out the door, and the other customers also left one after another.

These are clearly gang members; you can tell by their tattoos and distinctive features.

However, there is a clear difference between the underworld in island nations and the underworld in Hong Kong: the former, no matter how fierce they are, are always more polite to their customers.

Because they can tell who their benefactors are.

The latter is different; they flaunt their power for a little bit of prestige and even dare to beat their benefactors.

However, they are essentially the same: brave, fierce, and ruthless.

There's absolutely no sense of loyalty involved.

Except for Nan Zheng herself.

"Hey, here in Osaka for tourism?" The bearded man glanced around at Abu and his group and chuckled, "Just got your teppanyaki here?"

"Or are you Hong Kong people who don't understand Japanese and need me to find a few people to translate for you?"

"No need." Abu picked up a piece of squid, took a bite, and the translator next to him muttered something. He nodded and said.

"Now that you have a translator, don't you understand what I'm saying? I'm telling you to get lost..."

Before he could even utter the word "get lost," Abu suddenly grabbed the teppanyaki grill and slammed it directly onto the bearded man's head, instantly sending steam billowing from his head.

His entire head turned red and wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was cooked in just a moment.

The bearded man was in so much pain that he screamed and howled on the spot.

The remaining gang members were taken aback. Abu suddenly overturned the table, rushed over, and punched each of them, knocking out several of their teeth.

He immediately lay on the ground, curled up in pain.

"Then you fucking translate this for me, what does 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do' mean?" Abu grabbed the top of his head, which was almost burning hot, and made the bearded man's painful face lift up. He sneered and patted his face.

The translator hired by that island nation was also very dedicated. Even so, he swallowed hard and stepped forward to translate for the bearded man.

His mouth is like a Gatling gun.

"I don't know what 'when in Rome, do as the Romans do' means, but I know you're dead! I'm from the Black Dragon Society..."

Halfway through the translation, Abu suddenly grabbed a knife from the table next to him and chopped off one of the bearded man's hands.

The pain was so intense that his eyes almost popped out, and he screamed in agony.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"I still prefer your unruly self, you bastard." Abu sneered, then looked at Nan Zheng in the corner.

While eating squid, Nan Zheng said, "Next time, please be quicker. Do you have to wait until others have finished cursing before you make your move? Are you being a jerk?"

"You won't feel guilty this way." Abu smiled as he stared at the bearded man, who was both surprised and angry.

"To kill or not to kill?"

"Abu, when did you become as inhuman and heartless as Tian Yangsheng?"

"We're fucking tourists! Coming to someone else's territory and shouting about fighting and killing? Wow, outsiders will think that all those royal bastards were born from you."

Bigfoot and his group burst into laughter.

"Since we've already chopped off one hand, we might as well chop off the other one too..."

"Isn't this teppanyaki? We're out of squid, but we can fry the ones we have on hand."

Nan Zheng took a few bites and thought it tasted good. With a playful expression, she leaned back on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

The translator continued translating as usual, but Nan Zheng felt that this guy was being a bit too dedicated.

The bearded man's expression changed.

"No, don't do this to me! I'm the Black Tiger Gang leader's confidant. If you really treat me like this, he definitely won't let me go... Ah!"

The bearded man cowered and trembled as he cried out.

Now there was nowhere to cover the two wounds, and the blood flowed freely.

"You idiot, even if I didn't treat you like this, your chairman wouldn't let me off the hook!" Abu threw his hand into the frying pan, his face full of sarcasm.

Then he stood up and kicked the three thugs to the doorway.

"Just wait, someone will be here soon." Nan Zheng lazily exhaled a cloud of smoke.

He was originally wondering how to get things done, but he never expected to finish the job while sitting and eating.

Is there such a good thing?

This is the Crescent Moon Group's territory; the Black Tiger Gang members are clearly here to cause trouble.

As expected, this business is most likely owned by Yoshiko Aoyama.

Or it's to support Aoyama Yoshiko's uncle's business.

Nan Zheng was right; it was a business run by Aoyama Yoshiko and an uncle.

The first thing the staff did after the incident was to make phone calls, and now both sides are receiving passersby on their way.

However, in no time, a large group of over a hundred men in black, armed with knives, guns, and clubs, surrounded the restaurant.

His clothing was almost identical to his full beard.

Except for the slightly different pattern on the chest.

Clearly, the Black Tiger Society members arrived before the Crescent Moon Group members.

Then Tiger swaggered in with a dozen or so henchmen, glaring menacingly at the Hong Kongers in the hall: "Who dares to touch my men?"

“It’s him.” Nan Zheng pointed directly at Abu, speaking in Cantonese as if afraid he wouldn’t understand.

"What, you don't accept it?"

"If you're not convinced, then beat him to death. If you're not convinced, he won't even give you a second thought!"

Abu smiled and beckoned with his finger.

He was a newcomer, so no one knew exactly how strong he was.

Nan Zheng has now indirectly given us an opportunity.

Abu was naturally more than happy to oblige.

"Where did this punk come from? Someone from the Fuqing Gang? How dare you." Biao Hu glanced at Nan Zheng, who could speak Japanese, and then glared fiercely at Abu.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Give me... Boom!"

Before he could finish speaking, Abu suddenly turned around and slammed his leg down like a piece of reinforced concrete, sending Biao Hu flying like a cannonball.

Several of its ribs snapped in mid-air with a crackling sound, before it crashed heavily and precisely onto a trash can three meters away from the doorway.

The pain was so intense that I fainted immediately.

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Not only were the Black Tiger Gang members dumbfounded, but even Tian Yangsheng and his group were somewhat bewildered.

Holy crap! Another Hara Aoyama?

This time, Abu listened to Nan Zheng's advice and was too lazy to listen to their nonsense.

If you don’t accept it, I’ll beat you.

He picked up a chair and charged forward, taking on a hundred men single-handedly.

"Boss, this kid's a bit reckless." Tian Yangsheng said in disbelief as he watched Abu actually fight with over a hundred people.

"Damn! How dare he... Is he even human?" Scarface and his gang were also dumbfounded.

"Having courage and having ability are two different things." Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of mist and laughed heartily.
"Whether he can fight or not, we'll find out soon enough."

In the storyline, Abu takes on a hundred elite thugs from the Crescent Moon Group.

Most importantly, even with a burden like a child holding them back, they still manage to win in the end.

That's the coolest.

Needless to say, the Black Tiger Gang members are clearly a level below the Crescent Moon Gang members. They have no burdens and more suitable weapons... By all accounts, Tabu Tonglin has the advantage!
After watching for a while, Nan Zheng understood that Abu's overall burst of power was still a notch below her own, and quite a distance from Yuan Qingnan's.

The key is that its endurance and resistance to blows are abnormally high.

While others become weaker the more they fight, he becomes stronger.

A pure and simple roly-poly toy!
In less than three minutes, the restaurant collapsed in layers, with people piled up on top of each other in the lobby and on the street, groaning and writhing in pain.

The remaining half of the people were stunned by Butonglin's fighting prowess. They all stared at him in fear, standing still and trembling.

It's not that we're afraid to fight, it's that we're too damn afraid to run away!
When they were knocked down by a dozen or so, they already wanted to run away, but when they turned around, that bastard Bu Tonglin twisted their hands and feet and broke them. Who would dare to run?

Even if others don't want to fight him, he insists on dragging them into it.

Damn it, this is the first time they've ever experienced such a frustrating firefight.

You can't beat them in a fight, and you can't run away... You might as well just take over Black Tiger's property.

"Come on, you bunch of punks." Abu grinned as he tossed aside the broken chair, then picked up a relatively intact steel rod and gripped it.

It feels like whack-a-mole would be perfect.

The group became even more frightened.

"What happened?" Just then, more than a dozen MPVs pulled up outside. When Aoyama Yoshiko got out of the car, she was stunned to see the Black Tiger Gang members lying all over the place.

"There's nothing going on, just a proper Bushido duel." Nan Zheng then strolled out unhurriedly, her hands in her pockets.
"No more, no less, one against a hundred."

"Hiss..." Upon hearing this, the Crescent Moon Group members all gasped.

Like Aoyama Yosuke, Aoyama Yoshiko's eyes were also filled with disbelief.

You call this a gangster?
"So, are you still going to fight or not?" Nan Zheng tilted her head and looked at the Black Tiger Gang members, raising an eyebrow and spreading a fierce aura.

Several restaurant staff members rushed over in a panic and quickly told Aoyama Yoshiko what had happened.

"Mr. Nan, please give me some face and let them go for now," Aoyama Yoshiko said, taking a deep breath and suppressing her shock.

"Let them go? There are so many of them... Shouldn't they be the ones letting me go?" Nan Zheng picked at her ear, then kicked one of the men in the stomach.

In an instant, the person collapsed to their knees, falling five or six meters away, clutching their stomach and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His face was contorted in extreme pain.

"Damn it! A bunch of people come here to cause trouble just to have a meal. Do they really think I'm a nobody?" Nan Zheng shook her head and smiled at the crowd, but her eyes suddenly turned cold:
"I think it would be better to do it all!"

They originally thought that Butonglin was strong enough.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Nan, who was leading the group, was even more powerful.

One kick was enough to cause a stomach hemorrhage.

Even if the Black Tiger Gang members were incredibly stupid, they wouldn't stand here and confront each other anymore.

They all turned and ran.

They didn't care about being the boss or anything like that anymore.

Anyway, since the boss is dead, they're the bosses now.

"Pull him out." Nan Zheng turned around and beckoned to the trash can. Biao Hu, who had been kicked into a folded screen, was dragged out by Tian Yangsheng.

He was kneeling on the ground, screaming and groaning in pain.

It felt as if his waist had been broken by that kick.

"So what? I'm going to take action against your people now. What are you going to do to me?" Nan Zheng stepped on Biao Hu's head and poked his head.

He slapped someone so hard he knocked out four teeth:

"Answer me, speak!"

"Mr. Nan, I... I know I was wrong..." Biao Hu gritted his teeth and forced a smile through the pain, not daring to utter a single harsh word at this moment.

Overall, the people in this island nation are quite sensible.

Apologize when you should, and be straightforward and decisive.

After all, they've worked with both little boys and big fat kids, so they're very experienced.

"Damn! You're so agreeable, I'm almost embarrassed to touch you."

"Please, fucking be tough! I haven't even had my fill of fighting yet," Nan Zheng cursed, kicking the man over and slamming him against the trash can.

Biao Hu clutched his stomach and groaned.

Damn it, you're already backing down but you still keep hitting me... Can't you give me some face?

"Mr. Nan, shall we talk again back at the casino?" Aoyama Yoshiko asked tentatively, just as police sirens sounded outside.

"Alright, now I can give you face." Nan Zheng casually tossed away her cigarette, turned around, and happily put her arm around Aoyama Miko as they got into the car, making no attempt to hide their true feelings.

"Let's take care of things by putting people in the trunk; that way we can get everything sorted out at the same time."

"no problem."

Tian Yangsheng shouted, and the group of people immediately got to work.

Soon the restaurant was left in a mess.

Aoyama Miko's face flushed slightly. She hadn't expected Nan Zheng to be so brazen, openly putting his arm around her waist as they got into the car.

After all, Master Ma had only been dead for a short time...

Although the two never had a relationship, outsiders wouldn't think that way.

“Call all your uncles to the casino again,” Nan Zheng said with a sidelong glance, her fierce aura emanating from her, startling Aoyama Miko.

"You want to take care of them together?"

"Nonsense! I already said, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine..."

"Now that those bastards are messing with my casino, I'll skin them alive and fry them like okonomiyaki!"

……

"This is quite a large scale." Nan Zheng took a stroll around the Osaka casino and found that it was even larger than the one in her hometown of Haojiang, with a total of four gaming halls.

After all, it is now the richest country in Asia, so naturally, both gangsters and members of parliament are making a fortune.

They're throwing money at everything they do.

The only difference between here and in Macau is that casinos are illegal here, while they are legal over there.

But it doesn't matter, since it's all mine now anyway.

"Where is he? Has he arrived yet?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette. Just then, Tian Yangsheng dragged Biao Hu into the hall and casually picked up a wooden stick to break his leg.

She screamed in pain again.

"Tian Yangsheng, how can you be so inhumane? His back is already broken, and you still want to break his leg?" Nan Zheng grimaced as she watched.

"Who knows if he's an imposter?" Tian Yangsheng said nonchalantly.

"But whether he was an imposter or not, he can't pretend anymore now."

"Then I really admire your professionalism and moral standards." Nan Zheng immediately grinned.

Having subordinates like this around makes things go smoothly.

It can also save you a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, if you find a few loyal but brainless people, they might just run away with someone as good at acting as Biao Hu.

"They're already on their way. We've called them all and made sure they're all in place," said Yoshiko Aoyama as she walked over after hanging up the phone.

"That's fine." Nan Zheng nodded.

He knew that as long as the problems with the scattered high-ranking members of the Crescent Moon Group weren't resolved, Aoyama Yoshiko would never be safe.

Her instability is a reflection of her own instability.

If they don't make sure you're safe, they're trying to kill you. If they want you dead... then why bother talking nonsense with them?
Just do it and that's it.

"Aoyama Yoshiko!" Within minutes, several uncles stormed in, each with fierce-looking tattoos covering their necks and above, looking like they were not to be trifled with.

Especially when he entered the door, his face was contorted with malice.

That would be even more intimidating.

"Qingshan Meizi, what are you up to now? What's wrong with you? How dare you hit our partner?" An uncle walked over and cursed, looking at Biao Hu kneeling on the ground, he was even angrier.

Pointing at Aoyama Yoshiko's nose, he cursed, "The Crescent Moon Group belongs to Master Ma, not you. You give it to me..."

"Done."

At a command, Tian Yangsheng rushed over and suddenly grabbed the man by the neck.

Click——!
The uncle was completely astonished.

It then went limp.

Nan Zheng took a drag of her cigarette, looked at the other two somewhat bewildered old men, and smiled, "I'm a very democratic person. If you have any words, opinions, or suggestions, feel free to speak them directly."

"I'll listen slowly."

"You, who are you..." An uncle looked at Nan Zheng with a mixture of shock and anger.

Another elder cursed, "Bastards! We are high-ranking members of the Crescent Moon Group, the Yamaguchi-gumi..."

"Done."

Tian Yangsheng also swiftly grabbed his neck.

click-

In an instant, she unconsciously collapsed.

The last person was terrified when he saw this!
This is insane! Absolutely insane!

How dare Aoyama Yoshiko?
A minute later, more than a dozen uncles arrived one after another; these were almost all the high-ranking members of the Crescent Moon Group.

Everything except the dead came.

As soon as they arrived, Nan Zheng snapped her fingers, and Big Foot and Scarface quickly closed the door.

At first, the uncles didn't understand what was going on, but when they went into the hall, they saw two people lying on the ground with their necks twisted and pressed against the ground. They were shocked.

Even if they were idiots, they would understand what was going on when they saw these two unlucky guys.

That bastard has really turned into a ghost.

"Yoshiko Aoyama, what are you trying to do? Rebel?"

"Don't forget, the Crescent Moon Group belongs to Master Ma, not you!"

“That’s right. Without us, you couldn’t possibly control the Crescent Moon Group by yourself. There are thousands of people here, and no one will respect a woman like you.”

Most of the uncles were both angry and furious.

The rest remained silent, some clearly supporting Yoshiko Aoyama, while most maintained a neutral stance.

To put it bluntly, they're just opportunists.

"Bring those guys out here." Nan Zheng sat on a gambling table, swung her legs, and Tian Yangsheng and the others immediately made their move.

Unexpectedly, each of them was armed.

Abu slammed a chair at them, and the others instinctively raised their arms to block it.

Tian Yangsheng and his men had already drawn their guns.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, they became sieves.

"Good, good, good." Nan Zheng clapped and laughed, her heart overflowing with joy.

"I was originally planning to have a leisurely chat with you guys, but I didn't expect you to pull out your guns yourselves... What a stroke of luck! This is really fucking convenient."

"Who exactly are you?" The remaining few fence-sitters also showed fear at this moment, realizing that Aoyama Yoshiko had remained silent and let the other party do as she pleased, which clearly meant that this young man was the one in charge.

"They asked me who I am. Do you think we should tell them?" Nan Zheng smiled and put her arm around Aoyama Miko's slender waist.

Don't even say it.

The wife's hands feel so good.

It's like it has no bones.

Asheng glanced at Aoyama Miko, whose face was flushed, but she still nodded.

“Mr. Nam Ching, the leader of the Hung Hing triad in Hong Kong and the king of gangsters in Southeast Asia.” Only after receiving permission did Ah Sang step forward and say.

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the Crescent Moon Group stared at Nan Zheng in disbelief.

What the hell?
How did Yoshiko Aoyama manage to get him to come over?
Seeing the incredulous expressions on the faces of all the old men, it was clear they had definitely heard of Liang Zheng's name.

And it's not just something I've heard about; I've probably investigated it thoroughly.

They knew Liang Zheng's background and methods.

Otherwise, two of them wouldn't have looked so shocked.

"Now you know who I am?" Nan Zheng asked, a cigarette dangling from her lips, tilting her head as she looked at them.

"Now, whatever I say goes. Does anyone have any objections?"

“This casino is, after all, run by our Crescent Moon Group and Black Tiger Society. It has nothing to do with Hung Hing, right?” one of the uncles hesitated for a moment before asking.

The Yamaguchi-gumi may not be afraid to offend Hung Hing, but the Crescent Moon Group may not dare to.

These are two differences.

Damn it, if I had known you had this status, you should have said so earlier. Would I have stopped you from making the decisions?

I fucking hate these bastards who pretend to be weak to actually do something stupid.

"I said, what's hers is mine, and what's mine is mine. Does anyone have any objections?" Nan Zheng looked at them with great interest.

He wanted to see who else dared to face death without fear.

"I do not have."

"I do not have either."

"It would be an honor for the New Moon Group to cooperate with Hung Hing." Several uncles who supported Aoyama Yoshiko immediately expressed their opinions.

Cooperating with Hung Hing would definitely be beneficial, and quite a few at that.

After all, an island nation is only so big, but the number of gangs is no smaller than that of Hong Kong. The Crescent Group is at most a branch of a group with a few thousand people. How can it fight against so many gangs?
Therefore, going directly to Hong Kong Island to establish a family line would undoubtedly be the best choice.

Besides, they had no other choice at the moment...

Anyone with a brain should know that they shouldn't be intimidated by Liang Zheng's frown at this time.

However, not everyone has a brain.

"I do have some questions. Are you working with Master Ma, or with Aoyama Yoshiko?" a fence-sitter asked.

The second person nodded in agreement: "That's right, these are two different things. If you're going to work with Master Ma, wouldn't it be better to work with us? Our status and resources are much better than Aoyama Yoshiko's."

“That’s right, this woman is vicious. As soon as Master Ma died, she wanted to take control of the Crescent Moon Group. If Hung Hing were to cooperate with her, she might rebel!” The last one also spoke frankly.

"Good, very good, thank you for all your suggestions and opinions..." Nan Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

"Next, I'm going to play a game with you. Whoever wins, I'll tell them the answer."

"What game?" They had thought that Nan Zheng had agreed to their request and chosen to cooperate with them, but the sudden suggestion of playing a game left the three of them completely bewildered.

“That is—who is alive!” Nan Zheng smiled and took out a deck of cards from the card table.

"We play a game of 'big or small,' whoever gets the higher score wins, and it also means who survives and who knows who I need to cooperate with..."

If we lose, it's simple too.

It boils down to one word: death!

In an instant, the expressions on the three people's faces changed drastically.

They opened their mouths, but before they could say anything, Nan Zheng turned over a card to the first fence-sitter: the 3 of clubs.

He flipped over a plum blossom 4 himself.

"Hey, I'm a little older than you!" Nan Zheng snapped her fingers as she looked at the first opportunist whose face had turned deathly pale.

boom!
Tian Yangsheng raised his hand and fired a shot.

Various bright red splattered the faces of the other two fence-sitters, instantly froze them in place in fright.

"Are you ready?"

"I'm going to start." Nan Zheng continued flipping cards with a smile, but in her heart she also felt that the game's name was not very good.

It should be called a death game.

Whoever plays this game will die.

It's another 3 of clubs, and he himself has a 4 of clubs.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how come I'm a little bigger again? And it just so happens to be the same deck of cards? My luck has really struck, there's no stopping it." Nan Zheng's smile widened.

Bigfoot shouted from the doorway, "Because you didn't shuffle the cards at all, I saw it from the doorway!"

"The process isn't important, the outcome is." Nan Zheng snapped her fingers.

In an instant—bang!

The second one flew straight out with its head tilted back.

I'm stunned, completely stunned!
The last one was completely stunned, staring blankly at Nan Zheng, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

He couldn't understand why Liang Zheng had gone on such a killing spree.

They even went so far as to kill without any attempt to hide it.

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

“You’re next… Are you ready?” Nan Zheng grinned, and the man gritted his teeth and grabbed the cards.

Regardless of the other party's reasons for doing this, he could no longer sit idly by and wait to die.

Otherwise, they'll really end up like those other guys, completely wiped out.

This time, I'll draw the prize!

The man frantically shuffled the cards a few times, then dealt himself the King of Spades and the 3 of Clubs to Nan Zheng.

Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "I won! I won!"

"They are all the three of clubs. Now, it's your turn to be the three of clubs."

"You really won?" Nan Zheng tilted her head and laughed heartily.

boom!
The uncle still had a joyful smile on his face, but his eyes revealed a stark contrast of terror before he fell straight down.

His eyes were wide open.

A typical case of dying with unresolved grievances.

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen old turtles lay scattered on the ground... The three or four old men who sided with Aoyama Miko couldn't help but sneer inwardly at the sight.

What an idiot!
Why did they choose to work with Yoshiko Aoyama instead of you?

Yoshiko Aoyama has such a great figure, what a loser!
If you can't even figure this out, no wonder you've all failed miserably.

These elderly people who had chosen the right side, although they didn't know what kind of cooperation Aoyama Yoshiko and Ryouko had reached, knew that the two had arrived in the island nation one after the other.

Not long ago, a group of Hong Kong people assassinated He Si, and the gunman was Takenaka Masahisa...

If you connect that group of Hong Kong people with this group of Hong Kong people, then it becomes quite clear that they should be Liang Zheng's people, or even Liang Zheng herself.

The reason they came to the island nation was not simply to rob the casinos.

Instead, they aim to lead the Crescent Moon Group and Yoshiko Aoyama to dominate the Yamaguchi-gumi!
Of the seven or eight elderly people, half of them were against Aoyama Yoshiko yesterday, but after their own internal discussions, they quickly guessed this crazy and audacious idea.

Therefore, the group of Hong Kongers who immediately assumed that Liang Zheng and her group were the ones who assassinated the Yamaguchi-gumi's high-ranking members, decisively chose to take sides.

Sure enough, we stood in the right spot.

At least they had choices and didn't make the wrong ones; they didn't even have to die.

There might be even bigger benefits to be gained in the future.

After all, with so many uncles dead, wouldn't most of the business and land have to be handed over to them to manage?
That's what made them immediately choose sides.

The benefits are readily available.

"Now, does anyone have any thoughts or questions? Speak up, let's discuss them." Nan Zheng clapped her hands and looked at the others.

"Whatever Mr. Nan says goes!"

"That's right, I unconditionally support Mr. Nan."

“If Mr. Nan tells me to go west, I will never go east. If I follow Mr. Nan, I will definitely have food to eat!” The other old men echoed.

They all seemed more excited than the last.

Although there were many dead people on the ground, they knew that they had chosen the right side, and as long as they behaved themselves, countless benefits would naturally come their way.

There's a saying that goes, "When you encounter a bear in the forest, you don't need to run fast, just faster than your teammates."

The same applies here—I don't need to be capable; just kill off all the capable ones, and I'll become capable.

"Very good, I appreciate your attitude!" Nan Zheng pointed at everyone and laughed heartily.

"In that case, I wish you all a pleasant collaboration in advance..."

Tonight, we'll take over all these failed businesses and neighborhoods. You only need to hand over half of it to Yoshiko Aoyama.

In addition, from now on, the leader of the Crescent Moon Group will be Yoshiko Aoyama.

After I finish speaking, who agrees and who disagrees?

"no!"

"I agree!"

"Unanimously approved!" the crowd shouted in unison, their faces filled with excitement and joy.

After all, how much money would it take to swallow up the businesses and neighborhoods that more than a dozen uncles had run for decades?
Even if they hand over half, they would probably earn an extra ten to twenty million every year.

Who wouldn't want the benefit of getting something for free?
Of course, all they had to do was stabilize the situation within the Crescent Moon Group and prevent any unrest from the subordinates, but that was all.

Once this is done, you can earn an extra ten or twenty million every year. Who wouldn't be happy about that?
Everyone was absolutely thrilled!
Before long, several old men came out overjoyed. Nan Zheng stared at their backs and said, "Scarface, send someone to keep an eye on them."

"If even one of them is dishonest, I'll take action against them."

"Just make sure the aftermath is clean."

“No problem.” Scarface nodded and waved for his two bodyguards to follow him out.

If we don't have enough people, we can recruit from outside.

With enough money, you can hire mercenaries or gunmen anywhere in the world.
Meanwhile, the internal conflict that had troubled Aoyama Yoshiko for so long was resolved by Nan Zheng in a short time.

To put it bluntly, it's just that Yoshiko Aoyama doesn't seem to be suited to do this job.

After all, there's the Yamaguchi-gumi above them. If they were to take action themselves, the Crescent Moon Group wouldn't be able to explain themselves.

But Nan Zheng is different. Anyway, he has a conflict with the Yamaguchi-gumi.

So what if I did it? What are you going to do about it?

If you're not happy, come to Hong Kong Island and chop me up.

"Mr. Nan, as expected of you, you resolved the matter in just a few moments." Aoyama Yoshiko smiled, waving her hand to signal Asheng to take people to clean the floor.

"Of course it's me! Who else in Japan is this awesome besides me?"

“I, Liang Zheng, am so powerful throughout Southeast Asia!” Nan Zheng said with a laugh, without any politeness.

"Tonight I'll take care of the rest, and the Crescent Moon Group will be completely mine," said Yoshiko Aoyama in a gentle tone, but every word was filled with murderous intent and ruthlessness.

"No need to rush, after all, they're on your side. If they listen to you, what's wrong with letting them earn some retirement money?"
Once you're truly in charge, you can still come and go as you please, even with fabricated charges...

If you don't listen, I can take care of it for you tonight.

"Anyway, it's all just something that comes along easily." Nan Zheng said casually, but the ruthlessness beneath her nonchalant tone sent chills down Aoyama Yoshiko's spine.

It's still broad daylight, so the casino isn't crowded, but it'll be lively at night.

He gave a few instructions to warn people, and then had Tian Yangsheng drag Biao Hu into the office.

"What do you plan to do with this person?" Aoyama Yoshiko asked through gritted teeth, clearly harboring deep hatred for him.

"One egg, whatever," Nan Zheng scoffed, not taking the other party seriously at all.

"I... I have 100 million Hong Kong dollars, please let me go, please..." Biao Hu looked at Nan Zheng with pleading and fear in his eyes.

He saw everything that just happened.

Liang Zheng's methods were so ruthless that they were chilling, even terrifying.

This time, he wasn't in pain and unable to speak; it was his mother who was terrified.

Liang Zheng is really too cruel.

“One hundred million Hong Kong dollars, how about it?” Nan Zheng asked with a playful expression.

"Let's see how sincere they are first." Aoyama Yoshiko let Asheng in, and then Biao Hu quickly gave instructions.

Less than half an hour later, Ah Sheng walked in carrying a leather bag.

Nod.

"Skin them alive and hang them at the Black Tiger Gang's headquarters. Tonight, we'll devour all of Tiger Gang's businesses!" Aoyama Miko's eyes flashed with ferocity.

Tiger was so scared he almost exploded on the spot!
However, before he could even speak, Ah Sheng's dagger had already stabbed him.

"Tsk tsk, those old bastards said you were a snake and a scorpion, and I didn't believe them... but now I do. You're really fucking venomous." Nan Zheng clicked her tongue in amazement, her eyes filled with admiration.

He likes this kind of resentful horse.

"So, do you like it?" Yoshiko Aoyama lit a cigarette, gently exhaling smoke, her eyes filled with a hazy and melancholic look.

"I'll fucking make sure you can't get out of bed, then you'll know whether I like you or not!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

Tian Yangsheng and Asheng took charge of the matter and then led their people out.

Then Asheng knocked on the door from the outside: "Mr. Nan, Kusakari Kazuo just called and said that if we see you, please ask you to go to Kobe. He wants to turn your enmity into friendship."

"We'll talk about that later... I have urgent, important, and crucial matters to attend to right now!"

(End of this chapter)