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

Chapter 232 "230" I realized I really underestimated you
Almost at the same time, at the Chang Le headquarters, the leader, Ah Long, also received news of Dong Xing's crushing defeat.

It wasn't even a crushing defeat; it was a one-sided annihilation.

All the leaders of Tung Sing were being shot repeatedly; the dense gunfire in the East District was chilling to hear.

Ah Long's eyes revealed deep apprehension: "Dongxing is finished this time."

"It's truly over!" Huo Wu, the head of ZTE, said calmly while drinking his wine.

"Given Liangzheng's personality, she'll probably have to go all the way to Yuen Long and wipe out Tung Sing completely, leaving no one alive..."

"Hiss..." Ah Long gasped.

"So cruel?"

"Liang Zheng's ruthlessness is beyond your imagination!" Huo Wu nodded noncommittally.

"The boss once said that he is a vengeful and ruthless person."

Anyone who provokes him will basically get their revenge tenfold.

Now that Tung Sing has fallen from grace, Yip Wing-tim is gone, and the Lee family has remained silent, it seems they have no intention of confronting Hung Hing head-on...

Ah Long, you'd better think carefully about your escape route.

Ah Long fell silent.

Speaking of which, Nan Zheng and A Long also have a connection.

Because Fei Hong's Chang Le Gang was originally a branch of the Chang Le Society.

Back then, Nan Zheng set a trap and swallowed him whole.

The current Chang Le Society, including its leader Ah Long, are all members of Ye Rongtian's gang...

If Nan Zheng were to seek revenge later, they would be doomed.

From this perspective, Ah Long and Fei Hong are truly destined for each other.

When they died, they were the dragon heads; when they descended, they were still the dragon heads, flying away together.

“Ah Wu, you are the leader. Although you are not as good as your brother Huo Wen, the strategist... you are much better than me in terms of shrewdness, wisdom, and even backing.” Ah Long said after thinking for a moment.

"We've been friends for a long time, do you have any ideas?"

"If I had no other choice, why would I be here today?" Huo Wu retorted.

"You knew Tung Sing would lose?" Ah Lung suddenly looked up, his face full of surprise.

Huo Wu smiled but remained silent.

In fact, Huo Wu was also surprised.

Because Dongxing's defeat was certain to his boss, and it was a 100% certainty of their loss.

He didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems that Tung Sing's decline was ridiculously fast, even beyond everyone's expectations...

Huo Wu's boss was Guo Yingnan.

That's right, it's Guo Yingnan, the current real estate tycoon who has repeatedly tried to curry favor with Nan Zheng.

Speaking of which, Guo Yingnan started from scratch, but now his power is even stronger than that of the Li family, making him a truly groundbreaking figure.

Of course, his main theme was patriotism.

"Since you have a solution, then stop talking nonsense and stop being so mysterious, it could kill someone!" Ah Long asked anxiously again, he was an impatient person.

Huo Wu took a sip of tea and said, "It's very simple, just go and talk to Liang Zheng directly."

"Negotiations? Are you fucking insane?"

“Don’t you know what kind of person Liang Zheng is? If she knew I was someone Ye Rongtian was keeping, she would skin me alive!” Ah Long cursed.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Huo Wu were old friends for many years, he would have almost suspected that the other party had taken money from Liang Zheng.

After all, this method is utterly ridiculous.

Now that Nan Zheng has already wiped out Dong Xing, what chance does she have against a small place like Chang Le?

Even if you go, they might not be willing to accept you!
"Wait, I haven't finished yet..." Huo Wu drawled, then laughed:

"My boss will get involved in this matter, and I'll act as a peacemaker."

"What?" Ah Long exclaimed in disbelief. "Mr. Guo will get involved? Are you kidding me? What makes me worthy of such an offer?"

"Ah Wu, Chang Le is much smaller than Dong Xing, with only seven or eight thousand people, not even ten thousand... Mr. Guo will help me? Are you kidding me?"

"Not everyone likes fighting and killing, or constantly fighting and killing," Huo Wuping said calmly.

“Liang Zheng is killing animals every few days, which has seriously affected the ecological balance, and the people above are already dissatisfied.”

As one of them, Mr. Guo naturally had to step in to stop it...

However, Liang Zheng was not someone to be trifled with, and no one wanted to touch this hot potato.

Therefore, I'm asking you to intervene in this matter.

"It can help you resolve your troubles and also make Liang Zheng back down. Why not?" Huo Wu explained in detail before taking a sip of wine.

Ah Long suddenly realized: "I see."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Since you've intervened and Mr. Guo has spoken, then there's no problem."

"But I also need to ask my boss's boss what he thinks."

“Sure, whatever you want,” Huo Wu said.

"But we need to hurry, my boss doesn't have the habit of waiting for people."

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

They are both businessmen from Hong Kong Island, so logically the Lee family and the Kwok family should be quite familiar with each other.

However, the reality is that starting from scratch is a separate circle for those who start from nothing, while being from a wealthy or established family is a separate circle for those who have a long history of wealth and power.

The two sides must have met, and may even have had drinks and chatted.

But they may not be familiar with it.

Therefore, these matters need to be reported by the lower-level staff and communicated with each other.

Otherwise, instead of dealing with Liangzheng, the two above her would start arguing.

That would be big trouble.

……

"okay, I get it."

"Ah Ting, drive in!"

Meanwhile, in Yuen Long, Yiu Man hung up the phone, quickly put on his mask, grabbed his AK, and had Ah Ting drive the car into the Tung Sing headquarters.

"Boss, who wins and who loses?" Ah Ting pressed the accelerator hard, but he didn't suppress his curiosity at all.

"Hung Hing won." Yiu Man said, puffing on his cigarette, keeping a close eye on the situation in Tin Shui Wai.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder he's known as the King of Fighters in the underworld."

"They actually won again."

Previously, Yiu-man was also certain that Hung Hing would win, but Ah-ting didn't believe it.

Now it seems he really underestimated him.

After all, Liang Zheng's influence is beyond imagination. Without a certain level of expertise, it's really impossible to see how capable she is.

For those who have reached a certain level, looking at Nan Zheng is like a mayfly looking at the blue sky.

One can imagine how terrifying their status was.

Soon Ah Ting drove to a nightclub, which was the headquarters of Tung Sing.

The car stopped quickly, and Yaowen, along with three or four gunmen armed with AKs, charged straight in.

Their purpose in coming this time was very simple.

The goal is to completely wipe out the top brass of the East Star headquarters.

Leave no one behind.

Now that Nan Zheng has helped them up, she should naturally do something about it.

However, when Yaowen arrived, he only saw a few henchmen guarding the entrance.

They immediately led their men and opened fire.

A moment later, Ah Ting quickly returned, panting, with Ah Dong and Ah Xiang: "Boss, there isn't a single customer or ghost here, only these few henchmen and waiters."

"Wait, don't move. They're just employees," Yaowen said, frowning.

Then he relaxed again and gave a cold laugh:
"That's fucking smart!"

"Boss, did they all run away?" Ah Ting asked curiously.

"Whether they've run away or not, I don't know, but they're definitely hiding." Yaowen circled the nightclub lobby, then turned and left.
"Since the person is gone, it proves they were prepared in advance, so there's no need to continue searching."

"Let's go."

……

A dozen minutes later, after Yaowen and his group left and there was no major commotion outside, the flustered waiter hiding under the bar finally made a phone call to report the situation.

After a while, Uncle Ben and his men came up from the basement with grim faces.

This basement is located right below the large wooden cabinet in the storage room.

If you're an outsider, you won't be able to find it at all.

Uncle Ben stared at the henchman who had been beaten to death on the ground, his face grim and uncertain.

"Boss, the other party doesn't seem to be Liang Zheng's people. The leader is called Yao Wen..."

"Yaowen? Hengji? Yau Ma Tei War God?" Uncle Ben thought for a moment and knew where the other party was from. Yaowen used to be quite famous.

He waved his hand and said, "Alright, this is none of your business."

"Let's get a few more people to clean up the floor."

"no problem."

"Uncle Ben, Crow and the others might all be dead." Da Dong couldn't help but say as he followed the old man into the office.

The old man lit a cigar, his face full of worry: "If they haven't returned by dawn, then they're all really dead."

"Sigh..." Da Dong sighed.

Wuming Hu Dadong was born into a family of straw sandals and used to be a stable boy.

To put it bluntly, it requires using your brain, unlike the old Five Tigers who were all about fighting and killing.

Therefore, the old man with white hair did not let him pass, but instead kept him by his side as a close companion.

In retrospect, that was indeed correct.

If Da Dong went there, he would probably be doomed.

After all, the crows and the others were chopped up.

"Chen Tianxiong was cut in half at the waist, Situ was shot, and Sha Meng was chopped into pieces. Now only Lei Yaoyang remains, and his whereabouts are unknown..."

“Da Dong, starting tomorrow, Dongxing will probably cease to exist.” The old man with white hair had a complicated expression on his face.

He's a smart man; even though Hung Hing hasn't attacked yet, he's already considered the outcome.

Those businesses in the Eastern District and Wan Chai District will definitely be swallowed up by Hung Hing.

With almost all the middle and senior management gone, it seems unlikely that Yuen Long, their stronghold, can be held.

Even if Hung Hing disliked the area for being full of cow dung and refused to plant their flag, other gangs would. After all, not every gang is as large and powerful as Hung Hing…

"Should we call the Netherlands?" Da Dong couldn't help but ask.

"I don't have any better ideas either. The only option now is to have someone from headquarters come."

"I've already made the call." The old man with white hair shook his head sadly.
"I heard that a group of people have been secretly transporting oil recently, so the people at the Dutch headquarters are investigating who these 'big shots' are. They're so bold as to dare to steal their business..."

You know, oil is called black gold, isn't that much more profitable than selling minerals?
Shui Ling and her group were also leading people to plunder people at sea.

I haven't been back to the Netherlands for over a month.

“Aside from the Ten Heroes of Shui Ling, the people at headquarters hardly care about Hong Kong Island, so as long as Shui Ling doesn’t return, support will be a long way off.”

After hearing these words, Da Dong looked utterly hopeless.

People are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of knowing that this day is coming and not being able to stop it.

That's the most fucking shitty thing.

Just run away?

If they run away, the entire gang will be wiped out, and they won't be able to stay in the gang when they come back.

"Is there really no other way?"

“I do have one…” The old man thought for a moment, then looked at Da Dong.

"any solution?"

"Let's change its name back to Dongxing and lay low for now. If the Dutch come, we'll change it back," the old man said, expressing his idea.

Tung Sing was originally called Tung Ying, and it used to be a branch of Liu Fu's Dongguan gang.

Later, the founder of Tung Ying established connections with Tung Sing in the Netherlands, and thus chose to switch sides, making Tung Ying the Hong Kong branch of Tung Sing in the Netherlands.

Reverting the name of Tung Sing back to Tung Ying is essentially telling the Hong Kong triads that Tung Sing is cowardly, scared, and begging them not to attack.

If Hung Hing had any pride, they would most likely let the other side off the hook if they saw how cowardly they were.

At least they won't wipe them out completely.

Although this opportunity is humiliating, it seems there is no other way to go.

"Let's see how many people come back alive tomorrow. It shouldn't be too late," Da Dong thought for a moment and then said:

"However, you are the second-ranking marshal, and you are currently the highest-ranking one."

"Your word is final."

……

"Boss, everyone who was supposed to fall is fallen. Now only Lei Yaoyang is left," Tian Yangsheng said as he walked into the office.

They saw Nan Zheng lying on the sofa, touching Yu Wenhui's thigh, while Yu Wenhui massaged his shoulders.

"Can't find him? Where could he have gone?" Nan Zheng said lazily.

“Call Wang Jianguo and tell him to seal off Hung Hom and the area around Kowloon City… As long as we can’t find him here, he must still be on the island.”

"Damn it, you want to mess with me? I'll play you Tung Sing Eggs to death!"

Of all the thugs in Tung Sing, Lui Yiu-yeung was the most capable fighter.

He mainly comes from a martial arts background and then gets high on adrenaline.

He looks like Iori Yagami.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to escape from Paotai Mountain.

"No problem, I'll arrange it right away." Tian Yangsheng nodded.

Yu Wenhui gently fed Nan Zheng a washed grape and said softly, "You have a lot to do tonight, don't you?"

"What a bunch of idiots, doing nothing right." Nan Zheng scoffed.

They never took Dongxing seriously.

That was true before, and it's even more so now.

After thinking about it for a while, I called Ah Wu again:
“Lei Yaoyang isn’t dead, but I don’t know where he’s gone… You take a hundred brothers and get into Locke Road.”

"Get Dongxing and Lei Yaoyang and their men out of here first."

“OK!” A-Wu said enthusiastically. “If we find Lei Yaoyang, is there a reward? How much is it for him, dead or alive?”

"You're always talking about money. You should find the person first," Nan Zheng cursed.

He then threw the mobile phone on the table.

Now, Tung Sing is basically a disorganized mess, its development has been completely disrupted, and it's estimated that it won't be able to move for the next twenty or thirty years.

However, Nan Zheng was also a little curious. This bunch of idiots didn't even notify the Netherlands, yet they dared to challenge her to a duel.

Are these fans really that audacious?

"Mr. Nan!" A moment later, Taibao strode in, shaking his head.

"what happened?"

"Now, we've dealt with quite a few high-ranking members of Tung Sing at Fortress Hill. There are about thirteen people in charge, including three of the Five Tigers, as well as various bigwigs and underground boxing champions... Now, only Lei Yaoyang is left. We haven't found Cola yet."

"The rest are all basically in perfect order," Taibao briefly reported.

It also means to indicate what to do next.

"Let's take over Fortress Mountain first, then let Chen Haonan and his men handle the rest," Nan Zheng said after a moment's thought.

"I only want Lockhart Road and Fort Hill."

“Okay.” Taibao nodded.

Lockhart Road is the wealthiest place in Wan Chai, followed by Causeway Bay.

Causeway Bay originally belonged to Chan Ho-nam, and Chan Ho-nam's territory belonged to Nam Kwong, so there was no need to interfere much.

The top of Fortress Hill is a wealthy area. If we go and collect property management fees from rich people, we can earn hundreds of millions more every month.

While you're at it, buy some land and big villas, and you'll make ten or twenty times the profit.

This is what making money is all about.

Otherwise, why would Nan Zheng go to such lengths to try and break into Paotai Mountain?
Of course there are benefits.

"Go and inform Huo Huan later, and have him send some of his acquaintances in Tai O to keep an eye on the pier and see if any of the Tung Sing members are leaving Hong Kong Island," Nan Zheng said to Yu Wenhui.

Yu Wenhui understood immediately and tentatively asked, "You mean, Lei Yaoyang and his group might go to Macau?"

"Who knows?" Nan Zheng said with a smirk.

"These egg-selling cases have a stack of records all over Hong Kong Island, big and small."

But things are different in Macau; records aren't shared, so their identities might be clean...

If they want to flee, they should go to Tai O, then transfer to Ho Kong, and then take a plane back to the Netherlands.

Doesn't that make perfect sense?

"You can even figure this out? The boss really is the boss." Yu Wenhui said in surprise.

If Nan Zheng hadn't reminded her, she really wouldn't have understood.

"Of course, don't you know who I am? I'm the hottest guy in Tsim Sha Tsui!" Nan Zheng said with a laugh, without any politeness.

Then he shoved the person onto the sofa.

This immediately drew a gasp of surprise.

"Boss... didn't you say I should go find Huo Huan?" Yu Wenhui's face was flushed, and her whole body felt hot and burning.

The stockings are all torn.

"What's the rush? I'm really angry right now. Let me calm down first!"

……

The next morning, before Nan Zheng was even fully awake, the phone rang.

It rang again after being hung up, and then hung up again after it rang.

"Who the hell are you?" Nan Zheng cursed as soon as she answered the phone, her eyes full of hostility.

"What the hell are you doing calling so early in the morning? Don't you know that disturbing someone's sweet dreams can kill your whole family?"

"Mr. Nan, is there any need to get so angry?" A strong voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Guo Yingnan".

"Guo Yingnan?" Upon hearing this, Nan Zheng's expression immediately changed, and she said calmly, "Oh, it's you. Then it's nothing."

Before he fell from grace, he had given himself tens of millions of yuan in gifts when he was the head chef at the restaurant.

For the sake of money, I consider myself generous.

“Mr. Nan, I think we have some misunderstandings. Shall we talk about it?” Guo Yingnan said with a smile.

"Guo Sheng, I don't think I have any conflicts with you, do I? What do you want to talk about?"

"Chang Le," Guo Yingnan said calmly.

"Although this gang doesn't have many members, it's a gang belonging to a friend of a friend of mine... However, his boss recently offended you."

"Now they've gotten what they deserved."

"However, this friend of my friend lives in constant fear, so he asked me to mediate."

"Wow, the head of Changle is asking a real estate tycoon like you to mediate? Is he that powerful and influential?" Nan Zheng scoffed.
Do you think I'm stupid?

"Mr. Nan, it's just an excuse to meet, you don't need to be so blunt, do you?" Guo Yingnan said with a self-deprecating smile.

Nan Zheng immediately laughed: "I fucking love honest people like Guo Sheng, just like myself! Not hypocritical at all."

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Alright, since Mr. Guo is going to grace us with his presence, you can come anytime."

"Then let's do it this afternoon," Guo Yingnan said. "After all, Mr. Nan might not have time in the evening."

Wow, you actually guessed that?

"After all, Mr. Nan is a very busy man. He just closed a big deal, so he'll definitely be working overtime tonight," Guo Yingnan joked with a smile, implying that he wanted to take a share of Tung Sing.

“Guo Sheng, I realize I really underestimated you,” Nan Zheng said with great interest.

"Sure, I'll be waiting for you at Nightless City."

After hanging up the phone, he pondered for a moment, wondering if Guo Yingnan had connections to the highest levels.
To be honest, Nan Zheng had already found out who Ye Rongtian was supporting.

We'll settle accounts after we've dealt with Tung Sing.

I never expected that Guo Yingnan would call me about this...

Nan Zheng definitely wouldn't believe that he came to find her just for Chang Le.

This is similar to Guo Yingnan saying that he started his business by selling fish.

Just listen to it.

Anyone who believes that is a fool.

However, he was also curious as to why Guo Yingnan would suddenly seek him out.
They were complete strangers, yet the other person was constantly trying to please them.

It seemed like he wanted me to help him in some way.

That's getting interesting.

(End of this chapter)