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

Chapter 227 "225" Please put Huan-ge into the pot one slice at a time.

In a hospital in Taipa, Macau, Crow hurriedly approached Sandman, who was sitting in the corridor, and asked directly, "How is Lao Ding now?"

"Seriously injured and unconscious, he's still in critical condition." Sha Meng's expression was rather grim.

"Damn it!" the crow cursed.

Both of them are very angry right now.

It's not because camels can't wake up, it's because camels can wake up!
What they wanted was for the camel to collapse.

It was sent too early, damn it.

"We can't let him live, otherwise, if we can't frame Liangzheng, our secrets might be exposed. Most importantly, just in case..." Crow said in a low voice.

That's right, he had already conspired with Ye Rongtian and knew that Ye Guohuan was to assassinate Camel.

Therefore, preparations were made long ago.

While on the train, the crow had considered whether to kill the camel and just get rid of it.

But there were still quite a few henchmen and drivers present, and the camel was already half-dead. After considering all factors, they didn't take action...

I never expected the camel to be so lucky.

"Damn it! They're already inside, and there are so many people around here, what can we do?" Sha Meng's mind raced, but he couldn't come up with a good solution.

Now that we've been dragged into this mess by the crows, we might as well go all the way.

"Let's see what the doctor says when he comes out," Crow said after thinking for a moment.

A moment later, the doctor and two nurses came out, and the two of them immediately went over to them.

"Doctor, how is the patient inside?" the crow asked.

"Who are you to him?" the doctor asked.

"He's just like my biological father. Who do you think I am?" The crow exuded a murderous aura, making him seem like someone not to be trifled with, which intimidated the doctor.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "They haven't passed the critical period yet, and there's a high probability they'll become a vegetable..."

"But don't worry, I'll try my best."

"I want your mother's as much as I can! I want him dead!" Sandman cursed under his breath.

After chatting for a few more minutes, they sent the person away.

After glancing around again, the two quietly pushed open the door and went inside.

Seeing the camel lying on the hospital bed with a ventilator on, its lower body and temples wrapped in gauze, the crow narrowed its eyes, its gaze filled with no pity, but rather with murderous intent.

A stray bullet grazed the camel's temple, which was the cause of his serious injury.

If it's just a lower body injury, then it would only result in paralysis.

Far from being in a vegetative state...

But the crow had made up its mind and didn't want him to wake up, much less become a vegetable.

I just want him dead!
With a sudden burst of determination, the crow abruptly removed the respirator and grabbed a pillow to cover the camel's airway.

"Holy crap! You're for real?" Sandbug stared in disbelief at the scene.

"What's there to be afraid of? We've already come this far, so let's just blame everything on Hung Hing." Crow's face grew even more ferocious, and Sandman gritted his teeth and strangled the man to death.

Whether it was suffocation or strangulation, only God knows.

Neither of them held back.

A few minutes later, the crow opened the window, leaned against the wall, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the camel that had completely died. Its sinister grin grew even more chilling: "That old bastard, he should have died a long time ago!"

“We’ve been holding onto Hung Hing for so long, but after Leung Keng took over, we’ve been thwarted time and time again…”

"Now he actually wants to be Liang Zheng's dog? I'll send him down to be his dad's dog!"

"So what do you plan to do now?" Sandman asked, lighting a cigarette as well.

“Find a few people, pretend to be Hung Hing members, and then…” Crow had already planned out the opportunity to frame them, and quickly told Sandman.

The sand bug suddenly realized what was going on.

Damn it, no wonder that bastard crow was so bold as to kill the camel.

It turns out that he and Ye Rongtian had a backup plan.

Half an hour later, a man claiming to be a henchman of Hung Hing's Chan Ho-nam arrived at the camel's ward, and a doctor soon discovered that the camel had died.

They immediately started calling for arrests.

The 'Chen Haonan's henchman' was so frightened that he jumped out of the window and left.

Within minutes, a dozen or so hospital security guards and Tung Sing henchmen were chasing the other party all over the street.

All around were shouts and reprimands.

The crow and the sand bug were standing on the rooftop when they witnessed such a dramatic scene.

He couldn't help but laugh smugly to himself.

It's done.

……

"It's done." In a private room at the hotel, Ye Rongtian hung up the phone and revealed a smug smile.

"Camel, you probably never imagined that you wouldn't die at the hands of Hung Hing's men, but at the hands of your own trusted confidant, right?"

"You took my money and didn't do anything? You'll be screwed!"

"Someone come here," Ye Rongtian called out again, then smugly lit a cigarette.

He had made a deal with the crow long ago, all for this moment.

Either Tung Sing goes to war with Hung Hing, or they kill Camel and frame him to force Tung Sing to go to war with Hung Hing... There is no third option.

Blame it on the camel for being so tactless, trying to please both sides; otherwise, Ye Rongtian wouldn't have treated him this way.

After all, he is one of the three great godfathers of the Netherlands.

It has a great influence.

If any mistakes are made, the consequences could be unimaginably serious.

But there was no other way; Ye Rongtian had already clashed with Liang Zheng, so they could only fight to the bitter end.

Moreover, the Li family is now also facing problems.

One tree cannot support a forest. What if Ye Rongtian doesn't let Tung Sing hold off Hung Hing, and Liang Zheng really hits him instead?
Anyway, if Tung Sing can't beat Hung Hing, Ye Rongtian can still survive once the Lee family recovers.

It just takes time.

Therefore, there is no fear of any problems arising.

"Boss, you wanted to see me?" A driver walked in a moment later.

"Yes." Ye Rongtian nodded, then said:
"Where are Benlei Hu and Situ? Are they in this hotel?"

"Yes," the driver said. "The camel was assassinated, and this matter has caused such a big stir that they are all afraid of being implicated, so they are all staying here and not coming out."

Some were calling for help, while others were watching TV or sleeping.

Anyway, none of them went out.

They're probably all waiting for news of the camel's fate.

"Waiting for news? Waiting my ass! They're just afraid of dying, afraid it was Liang Zheng who did it." Ye Rongtian sneered.
"A bunch of greedy and useless bastards, who else would they care about besides themselves?"

"However... now they can't just stay out of it."

"Go, spread the word that Liang Zheng has been caught in a serious accident! We must return to Hong Kong Island immediately, not a minute can be wasted," Ye Rongtian said directly.

"Huh?" The driver was dumbfounded; the amount of information was too much for him to process for a moment.

"What do you mean 'ah'? I told you to send it, so send it." Ye Rongtian stood up and cursed.

"What are you waiting for? Go on!"

"Oh, good!"

The camel falling to its death is indeed a big deal.

Let alone the driver, even people from Dongxing might not be able to accept it.

After all, when they saw the camel get shot, it was only in its lower body...

However, just as the driver opened the door, a young man in the corridor suddenly kicked it.

They crashed into the room, door and all.

"Who are you...it's you? Bu Tonglin?" Ye Rongtian was stunned for a moment, then was greatly surprised.

Abu cracked his neck, circled the room, and then laughed, "I haven't been here long, and you already know my full name?"

"It seems that Mr. Ye has really investigated my boss and the people around him quite thoroughly."

"What do you want to do... Ah!"

Ye Rongtian kept backing away, leaning against the wall trembling. Suddenly, he turned around and tried to escape through the window, but Abu kicked him over before he could.

He immediately clutched his thigh and screamed in agony.

Abu's kick dislocated Ye Rongtian's joint.

“When the camel was assassinated, I saw you hiding beforehand… You must have been involved too, right? You treacherous bastard.” Abu had clearly anticipated Ye Rongtian’s escape, so he put in a lot of effort.

It was a single, decisive move that defeated the enemy.

Then, without any haste, he grabbed Ye Rongtian's dislocated leg and dragged him out of the house.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Yaoyang and his men emerged from various rooms along the corridor, each of them looking at Abu with hostility in their eyes.

It seems they heard the noise.

Abu smiled at the Dongxing group, his eyes showing no fear, only eagerness.

However, at that moment, Da Fei and Chen Haonan swaggered in with their men, followed by dozens of law-abiding citizens.

"All of you from Dongxing, come out with me and follow me... My boss, Mr. Nan, has some instructions!" Dafei, who was usually rough and slovenly, was noticeably more restrained when he mentioned Nan Zheng's name, simply picking his nose.

"You think we can just agree like that?" Lei Yaoyang said playfully, while Situ Haonan and the others were ready to turn hostile at any moment.

“I said I’ll go, and I’ll go!” Dafei sneered. “If you’re not happy, wait until Mr. Nan arrives, and he can have a chat with you.”

"Trying to intimidate me with your fancy kite? Should I be scared now?"

"Whether you're scared or not is your business... But you guys were way too slow getting the news. Camel's dead! My boss needs you all to come for the funeral." Dafei pointed at the crowd with disdain.

The Dongxing group's expressions changed drastically.

Then many people received the call at the same time and found that it was indeed true.

We don't know when he died.

I only heard that some Hung Hing members went to the hospital and then the camel died.

And he was strangled to death!

"I won't go into details about the frame-up. All of us spent the entire night at the casino; there are CCTV cameras to prove it," Dafei said with a nonchalant sneer.
"Don't the people who framed him know what surveillance is?"

"Using this method to shift blame?"

"That's fucking stupid!"

……

Ten minutes later, Dafei stormed onto a beach.

At this moment, a bloodied and mangled human figure was tied to a wooden stake near the sea.

There's also a pot of boiling water below.

Nan Zheng was sitting in a chair, a cigarette dangling from her lips, watching Ye Guohuan in front of her with great interest.

“Mr. Nan, Lei Yaoyang and his gang of bastards all jumped off the building and ran away in the chaos,” Dafei said indignantly.

"Oh?" Nan Zheng was somewhat surprised.

"Damn it, his mother actually called the police beforehand, and all the cops came. He stirred things up and jumped out of the window to escape. Now Chan Ho-nam and his gang are chasing him." Da Fei said, looking annoyed.

He never expected that he would capsize in such a ditch this time.

Those bastards from Tung Sing are really cunning; they actually resorted to this trick.

Fearing that Hung Hing would kill them, the gangsters actually called the police...

"So what if they ran away? It doesn't matter. We can clean up the mess when we get back," Nan Zheng said dismissively.

"Today is not the day to deal with them."

"What?" Dafei's eyes darted around, not quite understanding at first.

"Tian Yangsheng and the others had just arrived at the hospital when Camel died, and Crow and Sandfly disappeared without a trace... Since some people have already escaped, why not wait for them to gather together and then catch them all in one fell swoop?" Nan Zheng said sarcastically, biting her cigarette.

"It's better to take them all in one go than to have a clown jumping around everywhere."

“That’s true,” Dafei said after a moment’s thought.

If we were to kill Benleihu and his gang now, it would be like stirring up trouble.

The crows and sand bugs could go who knows where.

It will be difficult to catch them then.

But if they return to Hong Kong Island together, intending to start a war with Hung Hing, that would be a different story.

We can conveniently take down their base while we're at it.

As for the Netherlands...

We've received the news, and troop deployments will take some time.

Are we really going to wait for them to come? By then, those crows will probably be eight feet tall overgrown with weeds on their graves.

Nan Zheng never intended to win over everyone in Haojiang.

Of course, that would be ideal. But my main reason for coming here is to see Ye Rongtian.

A moment later, Han Bin and Chen Haonan's group returned, cursing and swearing.

Abu dragged the screaming Ye Rongtian to Nan Zheng's side and threw him aside.

“Mr. Nan, they’ve all jumped into the sea.” A hint of mockery flashed across Chen Haonan’s lips.

"They're planning to swim back to Hong Kong Island?" Nan Zheng found it somewhat amusing.

"No, I just wanted to invite them to watch a show. I really didn't mean to do anything to them. There's no need to be so scared."

"Boss, don't you know what your reputation is like?" Abu couldn't help but tease.

"What, am I some kind of serial killer?"

"He is truly wise and powerful!" Abu said against his will.

There's no reason to say that your boss is ruthless, vindictive, and so vicious that even a dog would run away with its tail between its legs.

I've never seen such an 'honest' employee before.

"Abu, your flattery skills have improved. I've decided to reward you." Nan Zheng took out a wad of banknotes from her pocket, counted them, and tossed a coin over.

"Here's a reward for you; I happen to have some loose paper."

Abu: ………

Seeing Abu happily accept the gift, Nan Zheng slowly looked at Ye Rongtian, who was lying on the beach in fear, and said with interest, "Boss Ye, it feels like we've been apart for a long time, even though this is our first time meeting."

"Liang, Liangzheng... what exactly do you want?" Ye Rongtian asked through gritted teeth, suppressing his panic.

"Tsk tsk, everyone says that those who work for the wealthy must be very shrewd; discretion is the better part of valor," Nan Zheng sneered.

"But why do I feel like you don't understand this principle at all? You won't even call me 'Mr. Nan,' so it's very difficult for me to treat you well!"

Then, waving his hand, Ye Rongtian opened his mouth to explain, but Abu grabbed a short knife and chopped off the other man's right hand.

A scream suddenly came from the ground.

Plop.

The severed arm was casually tossed into the pot by Abu and cooked in no time.

"Abu, you've become so inhumane now? You actually like playing this kind of trick?" Nan Zheng said, grimacing.

"Isn't that how it's done?" Abu glanced at the terrified Ye Rongtian, then at Ye Guohuan, who was hanging on a wooden stake and barely alive, and his expression suddenly became somewhat surprised.

"I was trying to catch seafood to make a magic soup! Who knew you'd be so cruel? Wow, I really underestimated you." Nan Zheng looked at Abu with disgust.

Abu was speechless.

Fine, you're the boss, whatever you say goes.

Anyway, you're both a person and a ghost.

I'm neither human nor ghost.

"Now, do you know who he is?" Nan Zheng then pointed to Ye Guohuan across from her.

"If you were going to ask this, you should have said so earlier. Do you think I wouldn't know?" Ye Rongtian said, forcing a smile.

That's really ruthless.

Who cuts off a hand first and then asks if the person knows the stranger?

Ye Rongtian was a businessman with some influence in the area and he had many gangsters under his wing, but this was the first time he had ever seen such a ruthless gangster.

It's absolutely chilling.

"It's good that we know each other." Nan Zheng took a puff of her cigarette, swung her legs, and then smiled.
"Ye Guohuan, a ruthless bandit...tsk tsk, he said someone told him to kill the camel and then frame me."

But we just don't know who the big spender is.

Mr. Ye, you're a big shot in Hong Kong, with far more connections than I do.

Do you know who did it?

"I have some guesses in my mind, but there are too many enemies, it's hard to guess!" Nan Zheng tapped Ye Rongtian's forehead and laughed loudly.

Ye Rongtian felt his hair stand on end.

This bastard is really torturing people. He knows who did it, but he won't say. Instead, he wants the murderer to confess on his own...

What if I don't tell you?

The next finger might end up inside the body or in the pot.

"That's right, I sent them." Ye Rongtian admitted through gritted teeth without thinking much.

"Liangzheng, I'm willing to accept my loss. I just beg you to give me a quick death and stop torturing me!"

"Boss Ye, you don't seem convinced at all? How can I let you go?" Nan Zheng smiled and tapped his forehead again.

"Also, you're wrong about something... You framed me, but I don't blame you."

On the contrary, I should thank you properly.

Otherwise, how can I legitimately bring out Tung Sing and swallow it whole?

There's a saying, "Grow the peaches before you pick them." You're the boss... Don't you know exactly what that means?

Upon hearing this, Ye Rongtian's eyes widened in shock.

Crazy, absolutely crazy!
This bastard's real goal was to use a counter-strategy to devour the entire Dongxing?
No wonder, no wonder Ye Guohuan's assassination went so smoothly... It turns out that all of this was deliberately allowed by the other party, who wanted me to do it this way.

It's possible that Tung Sing in Hong Kong Island is just a stepping stone.

What he really wants is Dutch East Star.

The Netherlands is a haven for international organized crime, where casinos and illicit transactions are generally legal, and most gangs make a fortune there.

If we could swallow up Dutch East Star, that would be true prosperity.

The kind of life where you wouldn't have to worry even if your legs were broken for a hundred lifetimes!

Ye Rongtian was filled with disbelief; he still couldn't believe that Nan Zheng had devised such a crazy plan.

Where did he get the guts and courage?
"Alright, take Mr. Ye home and get some rest. Before you go back to Hong Kong, think carefully about how much money you have and how much wealth you have..." Nan Zheng patted Ye Rongtian on the shoulder with a smile.

"I'm a very democratic person. Whether you're the one who falls apart or your whole family falls apart, it's your choice."

"You should know Boss Zhu, right?"

Ye Rongtian looked utterly hopeless.

At first, when rumors spread that Boss Zhu had deliberately buried himself, he scoffed and called the guy an idiot for liking to commit suicide and having long legs but not being able to run away...

But when that day came to him, he realized how terrified Boss Zhu had been.

Liang Zheng is a real lunatic.

"Let's go." Just as Dafei was about to pull the person up, Nanzheng waved her hand and then pointed at Ye Guohuan.

"No hurries?"

"There's still a big show to watch."

"What big show is it?" Dafei asked with a suspicious look.

"Since the pot is already dirty, let's make it completely dirty... Find a few veterinarians and ask Brother Ye Guohuan to put the pieces into the oil one by one."

"It's not too late to let Boss Ye go back to sleep after he's finished watching this big show."

Dafei's scalp tingled when he heard this!
Abu felt a chill run down his spine, not to mention those with weaker constitutions like Thirteen Sister and Brother Ji, whose faces began to turn pale.

After giving all the instructions, Nan Zheng lazily got up and went back to sleep.

He was in a pretty good mood.

After all, Ye Rongtian already owns a real estate company, and he's also a member of the Li family, so he must have a lot of money in his pocket.

This single act of exploitation could potentially amount to tens of millions.

What money can come faster than this?

If Nan Zheng invests Ye Rongtian's money in Ye Rongtian's real estate, she doesn't know how much money she can make in a couple of years.

This is what it means for money to make money.

Less than half an hour later, screams like pigs being slaughtered echoed from the beach.

There were also occasional sounds of retching.

As for who caused the camel to fall... Nan Zheng didn't explain, nor did she bother to explain.

What's there to say about this?

Anyone who isn't brain-dead knows that Hung Hing was definitely not behind this.

Who would sabotage their own business?
If someone really has such doubts.

It was gone as soon as I did it.

……

"Boss Zhou, why are you still gambling?" The next morning, Nan Zheng arrived at the casino yawning and looked at Zhou Baosheng, whose eyes were bloodshot, with great interest.

According to Long Da, the father and son have been here for almost a day and a night.

I'll come back after grabbing a bite to eat.

If it weren't for the air conditioning here, I'd probably smell terrible.

Zhou Baosheng, smoking a cigarette with his fingernails covered in tar, said with a flushed face, "Damn it, last night I did a full-service massage, I had already broken even and made eight million, but I still couldn't stop."

"We absolutely have to stop the bleeding today!"

Stopping the bleeding essentially means winning back the money you've lost, or at least half of it.

This is the only way to stop losses in time.

A straight is when you continuously play the same card, such as in a game of big or small hands. If you continuously play the big card, it's called a long straight.

Zhou Baosheng lost all night and still owes the casino more than 30 million yuan.

And it's a one-to-two setup.

It doubled, reaching nearly 70 million.

Nan Zheng was truly surprised that Zhou Baosheng could endure so much; he was truly impressed.

"People must balance work and rest to achieve success," Nan Zheng snapped her fingers.

"Brother Long, give Boss Zhou Baosheng another ten million chips."

"Consider it a gift from me."

"Okay." Long Da nodded as he came out of the office.

Zhou Xiaobao, sitting at the gambling table, was overjoyed.

"Dad, our chance to turn things around has come! Mr. Nan also wants us to win."

“That’s right. We made a profit before thanks to Mr. Nan’s three million. We’ll definitely do it this time too!” Zhou Baosheng felt his blood surging and became excited and proud.

Nan Zheng was in a good mood; of course, the more of these soft-shelled fish, the better.

How could I refuse such a large sum of money given to me on the very first day of business?
As for ten million...

Just think of it as releasing water.

After glancing at the dealer and gently shaking his head, Nan Zheng understood the situation.

Another unlucky guy.

After all, it's a newly opened business; how can you lose tens of millions so quickly?

It goes without saying that I'm incredibly unlucky.

However, even if they do lose, the dealer won't make the loss too embarrassing for the other party.

Otherwise, other guests might think there's something supernatural going on here.

"Mr. Nan, Tung Sing has made their statement." Tai Bao came over and said as soon as I sat down in the office.

"Oh, what did they say?"

"Crow has spread rumors that you made the camel, and he's going to gather the entire East Star to beat you up."

"Wow, I'm so scared!" Nan Zheng laughed, seemingly not scared at all, but rather playful and disdainful.

Actually, the crow had already said those words last night.

However, news of Ye Rongtian and Ye Guohuan's assassination attempt on Camel also spread early that morning.

It was covered up for a moment.

Now Tung Sing claims it was Hung Hing that did it, while Yip Wing-tim says he framed them...

Anyone with a brain knows what's going on.

But Nan Zheng wants the present moment.

There were some frictions between the two sides before, but they were just frictions and did not amount to a fight to the death.

Now that the Dongxing Camel has been dealt with, the time and opportunity have arrived.

"Since they say they want to play with me, then I'll play along."

"Pass the word out that Han Bin and the others should return to Hong Kong Island first and get their weapons ready."

"I'll play along with whatever Dongxing wants, even if it means blowing up the graves of all their ancestors for eighteen generations and wiping out tens of thousands of Dongxing's people!"

“No problem.” Taibao’s blood boiled instantly, because he knew very well that this time it was really time to take action.

It's another gangster war in Hong Kong.

I wonder if this time it will be even more devastating than the Hung Hom Tunnel incident.

Even rivers of blood...

(End of this chapter)