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

Chapter 237 "235" No way, boss, you're using someone's whole family to attack their nest?

"Of course there are, but it's not on such a large scale in the Netherlands. They're mostly a bunch of retired old folks," Nan Zheng said casually.

"However, Hung Hing also gave them money and helped us gather information from time to time... We helped each other so they wouldn't starve to death or tarnish Hung Hing's reputation when they got old."

"We have people in places like Thailand, Singapore, and Canada."

"I see." Tian Yangsheng suddenly realized that he had really underestimated Hung Hing.

I originally thought that Hung Hing was the only dominant force there, and that they had no influence in other areas.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been suppressed by Dongxing for so long.

It now appears that Hung Hing has always had an overseas presence.

However, the focus is all on Hong Kong Island.

After all, this is one of the Four Asian Tigers.

Nan Zheng only learned of this by looking at Hung Hing's account books and expenditures.

In the storyline, the overseas branch of the Hung Hing triad in the Young and Dangerous series has an eight-fingered uncle in the Netherlands who owns several boats in Amsterdam to live out his retirement.

In the main hall's account books, there was also a Thai man named Kwan Ye, who was also the key figure connecting Hung Hing's overseas faction.

The specific location is in Pattaya.

Secondly, there's Uncle Nanyang, who runs businesses in countries like Malaysia and Singapore.

It's just one branch, not very powerful.

"Just do as I say. When we get to the Netherlands, have Xiao Fu send someone to find Uncle Eight Fingers and have them do some preliminary research, but don't let Xiao Fu go there himself..."

"Call me as soon as you get the news. I want to see if those chasing the ship are the same group of the Ten Heroes of Dongxing Water Spirit," Nan Zheng instructed.

"Why not let Xiao Fu go and find that Uncle Eight Fingers himself?" Tian Yangsheng had just opened his mouth to ask when he suddenly realized what was going on.

Yes.

Even if Hung Hing spends money to support them.

But after all, it's a long and arduous journey, and who knows what the situation is like over there?
Now that so many leaders have come and gone, who knows what the other party is really thinking?

There are many people who take money but don't do the work.

There are also quite a few who take money and then rip people off.

Therefore, it's always good to be cautious.

“Okay, I’ll go and let them know later,” Tian Yangsheng said after thinking it through.

"Should I bring some men with me? Can Xiao Fu handle this by himself?"

"It's a minor issue," Nan Zheng said dismissively, clearly indicating that Tian Yangsheng was aware of Nan Zheng's thoughts.

That means secretly tracking their movements and then taking care of the Water Spirit Ten Heroes.

We don't need many people.

Just let Xiao Fu take a few good men with him.

Regardless of whether the group chasing the Black Gold Ship is one of the Ten Heroes of Water Spirits, they must be eliminated.

Tung Sing, the Hong Kong Island branch, is practically finished, so naturally they'll be next.

Taking the beating passively is not in Nan Zheng's nature.

Knowing your opponent means you must take the initiative.

After giving a few more brief instructions, Nan Zheng took a car and returned home.

"You're back so early today?" He Min, who was cooking in the kitchen, replied without turning her head when she heard the voice.

"I don't have anything to do," Nan Zheng said lazily, sitting on the sofa.

We have to pick up the ship tonight.

Come back and rest for a bit when you have nothing to do.

"If you have nothing to do, how about going on a trip?" He Min's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she immediately put on an apron and ran out.

"You smell like cooking oil, go away." Nan Zheng waved her hand dismissively.

He Min punched him angrily: "Now you're disgusted by me being a haggard old woman?"

"You weren't picky about food when you slept with me!"

"Damn it, did I say that?" Nan Zheng cursed irritably.

When did I say that?

I really don't understand women's thought processes.

"I still have things to do these days, so I don't have time to completely relax," Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

"When I have some free time, I'll take you to Taiwan."

"Really?" He Min was skeptical.

Why would I lie to you about this? Just go over there and have some fun when you have time, and you can take care of some things there.

really.

This is the real Nan Zheng.

He can't stop talking about business; anyone who sees him would think he's an ambitious person.

But He Min knew this guy's personality; he'd probably found another girl over there and wanted to catch up with her.

But she didn't care what happened; she just wanted to travel.

Whether it's domestically or internationally.

Life on Hong Kong Island moves at such a fast pace!

……

In a tiled house in Tung Tau Village, Yuen Long, Tai Tung smoked a cigarette, looking haggard with bloodshot eyes.

one day.

It only took less than a day.

Hung Hing wiped out almost all of Tung Sing's 70% of its territory.

Most of the lucrative businesses were also swallowed up.

They had virtually no power to resist.

Even Tin Shui Wai, their stronghold, was swallowed up by Heng Yiu-man.

There are even numerous gangs in the surrounding area, constantly encroaching on its territory...

In just a few days, the entire Dongxing Jiucheng Tuo land was completely divided up.

Once a top-tier gang, Tung Sing now has only a little over a thousand members left. They don't even have a decent piece of land, and their strength is not even as good as the Sunset Gang.

The change happened so fast.

Hung Hing left no room for maneuver, and those wolves and tigers were wiped out without mercy.

A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs; there is no better example than this.

"Ah Dong, what should we do now?" a long-haired man next to him asked.

"With our headquarters gone and the Netherlands unreliable... If this continues, we might not even be swallowed up by Hung Hing before our income is gone, and our underlings will skin us alive."

The man's name was Shih-ying, and he was Da-dong's childhood friend. Both of them came from humble backgrounds.

Now that Da Dong is the biggest, only Shi Ying would dare to say that.

If it were anyone else, disrupting morale would likely have resulted in them being made an example of on the spot.

“Go to Saigon.” Da Dong took a deep breath and finally made his decision.

"With our current strength and abilities, we have no way to go against Hung Hing, and we can't even resist Heng Kee, which is a bit weaker."

They had no choice but to abandon all of Tung Sing's current businesses and start afresh.

Only in this way can people put aside past grievances, and we can rise again.

Da Dong's words were very clear: if you still hold onto Dongxing's businesses, then it means you're still a member of Dongxing.

Hung Hing also has reason to start a fight.

But giving up all your businesses and neighborhoods, revamping your entire operation, and starting over is a different story.

Even if the other side knows that Da Dong and his men are still Dongxing's troops, they will still restrain themselves.

At least they've started afresh.

“We still have more than ten streets and over a thousand people. We can definitely hold them off. Are we really going to just throw them away like that?” Shi Ying’s face was full of resentment.

"There's nothing we can do about it. If we could, who wouldn't want their own mountains of gold and silver? Let's listen to Brother Da Dong." A guy with curly hair chimed in. This guy was called Gu Huolun, and he was Da Dong's strategist.

“That’s right. Even if we give up this mountain of gold and silver, as long as we’re alive, there will be another mountain of gold and silver! There’s no need to overthink it. Let’s think long-term,” Da Dong said directly.

“I have found my target. Big Fool in Saigon has been smuggling seafood there for a long time, but he only has a little over 500 people... We’ll take over tonight, swallow up his business and profits, and we’ll still be the phoenix.”

"Alright, let's fight! Whatever the boss says, I'll do." A young man next to him shouted. This man was called Curry, and he was Da Dong's top fighter.

Curry, Shih-ying, and Young and Dangerous... these are the core members of Da Dong's current team.

He intends to use these few people, along with the remaining thousand-plus, to create a sect of his own—Dongying.

Da Dong is also an ambitious person.

Seeing Liang Zheng rise to become a behemoth in such a short time further fueled his competitive spirit.

If Hung Hing could become famous throughout Southeast Asia in a few years, why can't Tung Ying?

Da Dong will compare himself to Liang Zheng, then catch up, and then surpass her!
As for revenge...

After witnessing Hung Hing's current strength, Da Dong no longer harbored such thoughts.

Now he wants to achieve his goals.

He didn't want Liang Zheng to see him off.

……

Meanwhile, Tai Tung, a flag bearer from both Guangdong and Hong Kong, returned to his rented room in Sham Shui Po.

"Boss, what exactly did you mean by what you told Liang Zheng?" his trusted confidant, Wu Yingtou, couldn't help but ask.

“Yeah, at first we thought they were really going to fight,” his subordinate, No. 8 Middle School, chimed in.

"What's the rush? We're already back. It's not too late to wait for Brother Dong to explain," Fat Aunt said calmly.

The live chicken next to them nodded in agreement.

These people are all Da Dong's confidants and henchmen.

There were three or four others, but they had all been killed earlier.

Da Dong put down his briefcase, threw it on the table, and then immediately unzipped it.

Millions of dollars in cash were suddenly revealed.

This immediately made the chickens and the others widen their eyes.

"Here's one million, a deposit." Da Dong glanced at his men and said calmly.

“If we can resolve this matter, Mr. Nan will give us another payment.”

"At least nine million."

"One deal can make you rich, one deal can make you fat... Whether we drink porridge or eat rice, it all depends on this one deal," Da Dong said again.

These words caused the group of people, including Shengji, to gasp in shock.

Nine million?
In other words, with this additional million, everyone will receive at least two million in cash!
What is this concept?
They might not be able to get two million even if they robbed a gold shop ten times.

Especially since this time it was all done in one go!
"Boss, what exactly are we going to do?" Fat Girl immediately asked, clearly intrigued.

The boy from No. 8 Middle School had greed in his eyes: "Murder or kidnapping? That's probably all the gangsters do..."

“This time it was our doing, it has nothing to do with Mr. Nan, just remember that.” Da Dong directly distanced himself from Nan Zheng.

He then added, "As for what it will do... On Saturday, an armored truck will travel from Gloucester Road through the Hung Hom Tunnel and head straight into Kowloon."

We need to take out these people here and get the cash inside.

Some people will arrange an escape route for us, and others will give us enough time to escape...

All we have to do is act.

“But this is different from a regular robbery. We have to be quick, accurate, and ruthless! If someone accidentally falls to the ground, then we can only say that I, Da Dong, ordered it. Do you understand?” Da Dong said, looking at the others.

Upon hearing this, Fatty and the others, not being fools, immediately understood.

Da Dong went to Nan Zheng's place; there was no way he could keep it a secret from them.

But it's best to take precautions beforehand.

After all, you're paying people to solve their problems.

Da Dong isn't a man of his word either; the main problem is that Liang Zheng is far too ruthless.

If they were to be caught by the police while on the wrong side, these henchmen might accidentally say something...

The most tragic thing would be if Liang Zheng didn't target Da Dong, but instead targeted his entire family.

This is what Da Dong is afraid of.

……

That evening, Nan Zheng led Tian Yangsheng and the others to the dock. After getting out of the car, she looked around and found the area quiet.

"Have you taken care of my business yet?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette and looking up at the sky.

"It was all settled this afternoon." Tian Yangsheng nodded and made an OK sign.

"I just called Xiao Fu, but I don't know if there was no signal or if he didn't answer. Anyway, he should be on the plane now."

Those who are out in the world of business are basically inseparable from their communication devices.

Otherwise, no one would even know if I died.

With Xiao Fu's skills, he's the kind of person who can either fight or run away.

Therefore, abandon the idea of ​​being killed.

It can only be done on a plane.

Nan Zheng glanced at the time and estimated that Xiao Fu would arrive in the Netherlands tomorrow, which wasn't too late. She then made a phone call to Kusakari Kazuo.

"Hello, Mr. Nan."

"Where's the boat?"

"Wait another half hour, it should be here soon. Kusakari is a reliable person." What Kusakari Kazuo meant was that Kusakari was leading the way on this ship.

The two parties had been in contact before.

“Okay, I’m in a good mood today, so it’s not impossible to wait,” Nan Zheng said calmly.

He then got into the car and smoked.

Tian Yangsheng and his group turned off the lights and remained on guard in the darkness.

Less than half an hour later, a dilapidated ship arrived at the dock, and then someone on the deck kept waving a flashlight.

Then the call landed on Nan Zheng.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Nan, I've arrived."

"I see you," Nan Zheng said calmly, then told Tian Yangsheng to drive the car over.

Just as Kusakari was about to ask where Nan Zheng was, he saw a Chevrolet with its lights off slowly drive up, and the snakehead behind it, along with a dozen or so henchmen, immediately drew their guns.

“Let go, he’s our contact in Hong Kong,” Kusakari said, and then Nan Zheng casually opened the door and got out of the car.

The snakehead relaxed when he saw the newcomer.

Then have the henchmen bring the boat completely ashore and place a few planks across it.

So that the other party can get on the ship.

“This wrecked ship… it really is a wrecked ship! Is your Yamaguchi-gumi this poor?” Nan Zheng could only jump up, covering her nose as she reached the deck.

The air was thick with the smell of the sea, and even the deck was rusty and yellowed.

Kusakari smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, this ship just came out of the shipyard half a year ago. It's just been painted a little to make it easier to pass through customs."

The underlying meaning of this statement is that the ship is a new ship, but it was deliberately designed to resemble an old fishing boat.

It was all to cover up the truth.

Smuggling ships usually do the same thing, but they don't have the same skill.

It is possible to modify the surface of a new ship to resemble that of an old ship.

There were no lights on late at night, and even Nan Zheng was fooled.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder your Yamaguchi-gumi can make so much money, you guys are really something." Nan Zheng sneered.

"Mr. Nan, would you like me to take you to see our black gold?" Kusakari asked with a smile.

"It's all oil, not real gold, why would I bother looking at it?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

It's obvious that when Kusakari built his fishing boat, he would cover the surface with fish barrels to conceal the oil and then get away with it.

There's really nothing to see here.

Nanzheng is here today because it's our first collaboration, and she's just making a token appearance.

While we're at it, let's think about how the Yamaguchi-gumi operates in the smuggling business.

It will be easier to take over when it's convenient to get rid of him later.

Looking at it now, I understand it pretty well.

"The boat can just stay here. Both the underworld and the legitimate world in Yau Tsim Mong basically have to look after me. There's no need to worry about any accidents."

"Then I won't be polite," Kusakari said with a smile.

The Yamaguchi-gumi only cooperated with Nan Zheng because they recognized his connections, background, and strength, using Hong Kong Island as a transit point.

Otherwise, the goods will be intercepted by the water guzzler before they even reach the seller.

After Nan Zheng brought Kusakari and the others back to her office, she sat down and asked, "Approximately how much cargo is on this shipment?"

"Less than two tons, you won't make much money," Kusakari laughed.

"You fucking think you can fool me like a child?" Nan Zheng sneered.

In ordinary countries or regions, oil may not be very profitable.

But for those who profit from national disasters...

Oil in a scarce market can generate profits of tens or even hundreds of times the market price.

A round trip would cost in the millions of US dollars.

Otherwise, why go through all the trouble of smuggling? Wouldn't it be better to just go home and drink milk if you don't make any money?

There might be more than two tons of black gold on this ship, but Kazuo Kusakari is just hiding it from everyone.

However, Kusakarirou didn't want to say the specifics, and Nanko didn't care too much.

Anyway, this is just a transit point.

He'll have plenty of time to investigate later.

After all, Kusakari was just a henchman and didn't have the authority, so it's normal that he didn't dare to speak up.

"Someone will come to take over this week," Kusakari said calmly.

"This matter still needs to be handled by Mr. Nan, because you are the one in charge here."

"Within this week? That's quite efficient." Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow:
"The people over there?"

“South Korea, people from the Kimmun Group,” Kusakari said directly.

"They have always had a lot of influence in South Korea, and are one of the major powers there... We don't know what they're going to do with the black gold."

But as long as the transaction is successful.

The money will be in your hands immediately.

"Okay." Nan Zheng pondered for a moment. Jinmen Group? New World?

Is this not just a world of Hong Kong variety shows? Or is it a comprehensive world of film and television?
Nan Zheng looked amused.

This is interesting.

Nan Zheng originally thought that this world was mainly dominated by Hong Kong variety shows, but she didn't expect that Korean variety shows would also be involved.

For a period of time in my past life, the movie "New World" was very popular.

He became famous mainly because he imitated Infernal Affairs.

It is quite famous throughout Asia.

Therefore, Nan Zheng had also learned some things. The boss of the Kinmen Group was called Shi Dong, and there were three factions under him who didn't like each other.

After the chairman's death, a power struggle ensued.

The most famous character in this movie is, of course, Ding Qing.

He's the elevator god.

“If you’re not in a hurry to go back, then stay here for now. I’ll have someone take you to the Peninsula Hotel,” Nan Zheng said.

"It's not too late to talk about it after the South Koreans arrive and the deal is finalized."

"Thank you, Mr. Nan." Kusakari nodded.

This matter is of great importance, and it marks the first time that the Yamaguchi-gumi and Hung Hing have collaborated on smuggling.

As the adopted son of the fifth generation head of the Yamaguchi-gumi, he naturally had to stay and check the paperwork.

Kusakari knew this without Kusakari Kazuo even needing to tell him.

……

Amsterdam, The Netherlands.

When Shui Ling returned to the East Star headquarters and learned of Camel's death, Bai Tou Weng's shooting, and the near annihilation of the entire branch, she was furious.

He kicked the table in front of him aside and yelled, "Are you all dead? Why aren't you helping?"

“Shui Ling, you know what the situation is like on Hong Kong Island,” a young man said as he approached.

"Hung Hing is the most powerful, what use would it be for us to go there? By the time we get there, Tung Sing will have already been completely swallowed up."

Furthermore, this matter has nothing to do with us. It was Crow and his gang who acted on their own initiative and insisted on fighting with Hung Hing, which caused this loss.

Our headquarters hasn't even confronted him yet!

"Settle accounts? Camel is dead, what accounts are there to settle? Now Crow and the others have been killed too, do you want me to send you down to settle accounts with them properly?" Shui Ling stared at the young man through gritted teeth.

"Lin Yi, don't force me to kill you now!"

Lin Yi's heart sank immediately.

In reality, Luo Zhengwu was merely a leader of the Tung Sing Group in Hong Kong Island, not its founder.

The founder was an old man named Lin San, who was a close friend of Luo Zhengwu.

It was also because of him that Luo Zhengwu got in touch with Dutch East Star.

Lin Yi is Lin San's son.

As for why headquarters doesn't help the branch... the reason is quite simple.

That means it's not worth it.

It wasn't because the Hong Kong Island branch was bad, but because the competition was too strong.

After careful consideration, the headquarters decided to abandon the Hong Kong Island branch.

This is also the code of conduct for their international gangs.

If the risks outweigh the benefits, then they will abandon it without hesitation.

Stop loss in time.

“Shui Ling, when we learned that Crow and Liang Zheng were fighting, Camel had already been assassinated in Haojiang… We are still investigating the specific details of his death; it’s not as simple as we think.”

Lin Yi was also afraid that Shui Ling would go crazy, so he quickly explained what had happened.

Shui Ling holds a high position in the Netherlands and is a senior executive at Dongxing.

His subordinates, the Ten Water Spirits, were a bunch of mad dogs.

Shui Ling is the only one to follow.

Although Lin Yi was Lin San's son and also a high-ranking official in headquarters, he didn't possess Shui Ling's strength. He was also afraid of being killed outright to vent his anger...

"You mean, the camel's death was most likely due to infighting within the branch? Killed by its own people?" Shui Ling quickly calmed down and narrowed her eyes.

“That’s right.” Lin nodded.

"This is also the main reason why we did not send anyone to Hong Kong Island to provide support."

If we bring people there to start a fight before we've fully investigated the situation, we'll only be the ones who suffer the losses.

"Don't forget, Camel is also one of our Tung Sing members. If it really was Hung Hing who did it, do you think we would just sit back and swallow this insult?" Lin Yi retorted.

Lin Yi is not like those gangsters from Hong Kong Island; he's not someone to be fooled.

When MGM Grand opens, Camel goes to show his support, and then Liang Zheng will send someone to kill him at that time?

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that's impossible.

If he doesn't handle the ending well, he can forget about doing any business for the rest of his life.

That's why Lin Yi turned his suspicions towards his own people in the branch.

"I don't care about all that. The entire branch was destroyed because of Liang Zheng, and I'm going to go and take revenge!" Shui Ling said through gritted teeth.

Before Luo Zhengwu died, he instructed Shui Ling to take good care of the camels and the branch.

Now that the branch office has also been swallowed up, she has to go there to demand an explanation, both morally and logically.

Otherwise, how will I be able to make a living in the future?
After pondering for a moment, Lin Yi said, "I'll go and inform my father, and also have a meeting to discuss this properly... It's not a question of whether I agree to let you go, but rather whether you can take more people with you, how about that?"

"I'll give you two days at most." Shui Ling glanced coldly at Lin Yi, then turned and left.

Shui Ling worked wholeheartedly for headquarters, and now that Camel is dead, she's the last to know.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't angry.

She wished she could slaughter everyone at headquarters.

However, the biggest and most important enemy right now is Hung Hing, and we have to deal with them first.

Shui Ling had also heard of Liang Zheng.

It is quite famous in Southeast Asia and the Netherlands.

But so what?

He's just a young man. Shui Ling went to Hong Kong Island, so he has to die!

……

The next morning, at the airport in the Netherlands, a man in a suit wearing sunglasses slowly disembarked from the plane.

There were several young men behind him.

They were Zhang Chun, Chen Yiyuan, and a Vietnamese man named Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng was Xiao Fu's assistant when he passed through Cambodia.

He's quite capable, and he also came from the Vietnam War.

However, Chen Yiyuan and his group didn't know this and thought he was just like Xiao Fu, serving in the military in the Golden Triangle.

Xiao Fu glanced at the note in his hand and decided to go to Uncle Eight Fingers at the address after leaving the airport.

He was not famous here, and he wasn't afraid of being recognized.

So I just wore a pair of sunglasses and came over.

If you really want to be on the safe side, it's not too late to disguise yourself when you're actually doing something.

Two hours later, in a seafood restaurant, Uncle Eight Fingers met a young man in his early twenties in a private room on the third floor.

"Are you Li Fu from Hong Kong?" Uncle Eight Fingers asked Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Bazhi, whether I am Li Fu or not is not important. What is important is... what is the specific situation in the Netherlands?"

“Grandpa has urgent business to attend to. I’ll finish this first, and then we can talk in detail later.”

"Young people are ambitious and dedicated!" Uncle Eight Fingers exclaimed.

Then he explained the situation of Dongxing:
"The headquarters of East Star is in Amsterdam, where they are the biggest local gangsters, followed by the Italian Mafia, and finally the Number Gang."

The Ten Water Spirits were indeed not in the Netherlands some time ago, but I don't know exactly where they went.

But just last night, she returned with her Ten Beauties.

I heard there was a big fire at headquarters, it must be about the camels…

“Shui Ling is Camel’s stepmother. Now that Camel is dead, she won’t let this go.” Uncle Bazhi slowly looked at Cheng Feng with a very strange expression.

He's a veteran here, and Tung Sing has been fighting Hung Hing for so many years.

Naturally, he knows a lot of inside information.

Although Nan Zheng only made a phone call and didn't say what Xiao Fu was coming over for...

But Uncle Eight Fingers isn't stupid; he could guess that this trip was aimed at Tung Sing.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Eight Fingers." Cheng Feng took out ten thousand US dollars from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“This is a gift from your grandfather to thank you for the contributions you made to Hung Hing.”

“You did things for Grandpa, and he will never forget it. Every year on this day, he will give you a reward.”

"Please thank Mr. Nan for me." Uncle Eight Fingers glanced at the US dollars on the table, his smile widening.

"If you need me to do anything else, just tell me! Of course, the premise is that it has nothing to do with me..."

“Okay, we’ll meet again.” Cheng Feng nodded, got up and left.

Uncle Eight Fingers has indeed gotten old.

It's impossible to continue fighting and killing.

His next sentence meant that he could help Hung Hing investigate information.

But it can't do anything.

Because if he gets involved, he'll be too old to even escape being hacked down.

In no time, Cheng Feng circled around several times. After confirming that no one was following him, he went to the apartment building he had arranged, gave the password, and went inside to meet Xiao Fu.

Let me briefly explain the situation.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Fu said, "Find out the entry and exit points of the Ten Heroes of Water Spirit and prepare for assassination."

"I estimate it won't be long before they head to Hong Kong Island..."

"When the time comes, whether they are at the airport or at the dock, as long as they are in groups, that will be our opportunity."

"Cheng Feng, go scout the location and gather intelligence. While you're at it, buy me some tools. I'll prepare the explosives," Xiao Fu added.

"While we're at it, let's also find out where Uncle Eight Fingers lives. We'll go and thank him in person later."

“No problem.” Cheng Feng nodded immediately.

……

Two days passed, and the road remained calm; nothing happened.

Hung Hing has also quieted down, and recently it has been consolidating the businesses and neighborhoods it has acquired.

Naturally, nothing major will happen.

After all, the fatty meat you eat needs to be digested slowly.

Otherwise, if you keep eating fatty meat after finishing it, you'll eventually stuff yourself to death.

Nan Zheng was happy to have some free time. During this period, she went to meetings to give some instructions and gradually get the branch company off the ground. Then she started to argue with He Min and Ruby.

Anna has now gone to work at a casino in Macau.

Otherwise, Nan Zheng would definitely have a deep conversation with this succubus about gambling techniques.

That's so sexy, I can't resist!

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng drove her Ferrari to the entrance of the international school and parked it.

The bright red sports car was extremely eye-catching and immediately attracted the attention of many students leaving school.

This Ferrari was a supercar that Long Zhifei had mortgaged after losing money gambling.

The person who was picked up later was taken away, the money was returned, but the car was not taken back.

Now that it's in my hands, how can I let someone take it back?

Without even thinking about it.

"Zheng-ge!" A moment later, a beautiful figure came out with a pink backpack. After looking around, Cindy immediately smiled and waved from the steps, then jogged over.

"Walk slowly, or you might fall and die!" Nan Zheng said, pouting as she watched Cindy get into the car and close the door.

However, Cindy didn't care about that at all. Instead, she touched this and that and laughed, "Brother Zheng, I didn't expect you to be so rich. You can drive a Ferrari worth millions so easily."

"Of course, don't you know who I am?" Nan Zheng said dismissively.

Let alone supercars that cost millions.

He could have a bulletproof car worth tens of millions of dollars anytime he wanted.

It's just not as good as a Chevrolet, so Nan Zheng didn't bother with it.

Tian Yangsheng and his group were sitting in the Chevrolet, not far from Nan Zheng.

"Alright, sit tight, I'll take you for a drive." Nan Zheng slammed on the gas, quickly passing several students, the car speeding along the road like lightning.

The feeling of being pushed back is intense in just a moment.

Cindy's pink panties were blown up, which startled her.

Nan Zheng glanced at it and burst into laughter.

"You're so mean!" Cindy quickly covered her face, blushing and looking resentful.

"Women love bad boys!" Nan Zheng said with a laugh, without any politeness.

He also felt that this kind of life was interesting.

Picking up girls, driving around, having late-night snacks and watching movies, then going to bed, bed, bed, bed, and more bed...

People must respect their bad habits.

It's what we rely on to live.

After taking Cindy for a stroll and having some snacks in the bustling city, Nan Zheng drove to the filming location of "God of Gamblers".

It is located in a housing estate in Sai Kung.

However, Xiao Fu hasn't returned yet, and the crew is only preparing the facilities; filming won't officially begin anytime soon.

Now that Fei Jing has enough funds, she's started paying more attention to the details when filming.

He at least gets a 10% cut of the film revenue.

However, it must be said that Fei Jing is truly versatile, capable in both literary and martial arts roles, and no matter how she is filmed, she always has her own unique style.

The more detailed the shots, the higher the box office.

After all, in his later years, he worked at Win's Entertainment, producing more than a dozen films a year, and most of those were profitable productions.

One can imagine how strong they are.

"Boss, what brings you here today?" Fei Jing greeted him with a smile as soon as they arrived at one of the directors' rooms.

"Let's see how your preparations are going," Nan Zheng said calmly.

He then pointed to Cindy beside him:
"While we're at it, let's see if we can give her a role so she can have some fun on the big screen."

"Huh?" Cindy was dumbfounded. Nan Zheng hadn't mentioned this before they came here.

"What do you mean 'ah'? Anyway, you're just bored out of your mind in college, so you might as well come out and help me with some acting. Otherwise, you'll be wasting your good looks." Nan Zheng said matter-of-factly.

Most importantly, it has the advantage of being a celebrity.

It will be more fun to play in the future.

Cindy didn't think that much about it, but she was very happy.

Every woman dreams of being a star, to be admired and respected by thousands.

Now that I have this opportunity, how could I possibly refuse it?
It's just that Nan Zheng hadn't mentioned it before, so she didn't realize it at first.

Fei Jing glanced at the two of them, her eyes darting around, and quickly realized who they were. She immediately nodded and smiled, "Chen Daozai's girlfriend. She'll have a good role in the early episodes, and she'll definitely get plenty of screen time."

Don't worry, boss. Aside from everything else, I can definitely help this lady improve her public image.

"Fei Jing, I fucking love people like you who can make money and understand human relationships. I'll treat you to midnight snacks tonight!" Nan Zheng pointed and laughed.

Fei Jing said with a grin, "Thank you, boss!"

For a complete newcomer who has never acted before, the desire to win an award for their first film is immense.

That's pure nonsense.

Fei Jing is a shrewd old woman, so she naturally knows that what newcomers need most for their first on-screen appearance is audience appeal and popularity with the general public.

After walking around for a while, Nan Zheng put her arm around Cindy's slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Hey, I've given you the chance. Whether you can seize it or not is up to you."

"Don't worry, I will do my best. Thank you, Brother Zheng," Cindy said happily. She hadn't expected to have so many gains this time.

In the blink of an eye, he had completely forgotten about Nan Zheng's previous act of turning her back on him.

"Then get ready." Nan Zheng patted Cindy's pert bottom and said with a mischievous smile.

"When we get to the Peninsula Hotel, I'll make sure you get the chance."

"Huh?" Cindy was immediately dumbfounded.

Is this the kind of confidence you're talking about?

At the same time, in Amsterdam, Netherlands, Shui Ling led a large group of men in black, preparing to board a ship.

After several days of meetings, headquarters decided to send fifty gunmen to Hong Kong Island.

In addition, there are three hundred thugs who are preparing to go together.

Whether it's fighting or making a scene, we must teach Hung Hing and Nam Keng a lesson.

Otherwise, how can we save face?

Of course, Tung Sing wouldn't be foolish enough to put the battlefield on Hong Kong Island. They guessed that after Liang Zheng, she would definitely come overseas, and that would be the real moment for revenge.

This time it's just disgust and an explanation.

Shui Ling, dressed in a white suit and with long blue hair draped over her shoulders, stood out in the crowd.

A ship slowly approached the shore, and Shui Ling led the people over slowly. However, before they had taken two steps, she suddenly shrank back and quickly retreated into the crowd.

boom!
A bullet struck a bodyguard in the right temple, and blood splattered out.

And that person happened to be standing right where Shui Ling had just been.

"Sniper! Watch out! Watch out!" As soon as the man was shot in the head, people in the crowd immediately shouted, forming a circle around Shui Ling.

Immediately afterwards, several AKs emerged from the surrounding obstacles, their muzzles flashing.

The Dongxing men immediately drew their guns and engaged in a firefight.

Taking advantage of the intense fighting, Shui Ling swiftly leaped onto the ship's deck, a cold smile playing on her lips.

It was as if they didn't take the assassin seriously at all.

At the same time, hundreds of East Star gunmen rushed over from outside the dock.

They surrounded the entire dock, and long guns and short cannons rained down on the assassins.

A few minutes later, the gunfight at the dock stopped.

Ninth Sister quickly boarded the ship from the dock, looked at Shui Ling huddled on the deck, and said directly, "Big Sister, eight of them, armed with AK47s, all taken care of."

"Where's the sniper?" Shui Ling asked calmly, casually pulling out a cigarette and lighting it.

"They ran away," Ninth Sister said directly.

"The other side seemed to have already noticed, and after firing a shot and killing the bodyguard, they went silent."

"Our men surrounded the rooftop 100 meters away, following the direction of the fire, only to find that the person had already gone far away, leaving only a spent shell casing..."

"An assassination attempt on me means it was premeditated. The undisposed bullet casings indicate they left in a hurry... The other party also knew we were aware of their assassination attempt and, fearing an ambush, fled first." Shui Ling was very calm and quickly pieced together the situation.

Then he stood up and waved his hand dramatically:
"Go to Eight Fingers' house right now, they'll definitely go there."

“No problem!” Ninth Sister immediately agreed, then turned and instructed Wushang and the others to get into the car.

……

On the other side, Xiao Fu led Cheng Feng quickly to a house by the river, kicked open the door, and saw Uncle Bazhi hurriedly preparing to leave with his family and luggage.

The two sides collided head-on.

Uncle Eight Fingers' expression changed drastically.

"Uncle Eight Fingers, where are you going?" Xiao Fu tilted his head and gave a wicked smile.

Cheng Feng squinted, examining the stairs and back door to see if anyone else was there.

When Uncle Eight Fingers saw Cheng Feng behind Xiao Fu, he knew that the person in front of him was the person in charge from Hong Kong Island. He immediately forced a smile and said, "It's nothing. I've just been feeling down in the Netherlands lately and wanted to go on a trip."

"Really? You seem quite interested?" Xiao Fu stared with great interest at the panicked wife and children behind Uncle Eight Fingers.

He sneered, "Uncle Eight Fingers, you truly are a veteran from the Jiang Zhen era. You betrayed us and you're still so calm..."

Tsk tsk, I admire you.

How can you still lie like this? Are you really not afraid of your whole family dying?

Uncle Eight Fingers' expression was gloomy and uncertain.

His wife and children seemed even more flustered.

"Xiao Fu, release my family, and you can take my life as you please." After a moment, Uncle Eight Fingers sighed and resigned himself to his fate.
"I had no choice. Dongxing is the biggest here. As soon as you arrived, they already knew about it... Bang!"

Before Uncle Eight Fingers could finish speaking, his expression turned to one of utter astonishment, and he collapsed to the ground.

Screams suddenly erupted from inside the room.

"Knowing is one thing, but you betraying me is another." Xiao Fu stared at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Don't you even use your brain to think about how I got here?"

"I gave you a chance and you didn't use it!"

Xiao Fu never trusted these people from the Dutch Hongxing organization.

Including old guys like Uncle Eight Fingers.

Nan Zheng warned Xiao Fu to be on guard, so Xiao Fu naturally made preparations as well.

To put it bluntly, Nan Zheng and the others never trusted Uncle Bazhi at all, and they were already prepared for the possibility that he might betray them.

If we can't get rid of Shui Ling this time, we can use this opportunity to get rid of Uncle Bazhi and his gang.

Now that we have a reason, we can save on retirement money.

"Let's go." After firing a few more shots, Xiao Fu turned and led Cheng Feng away, quickly disappearing into the alley.

During this time, Chen Yiyuan and Zhang Chun also met up.

"Is that old bastard dead or not?" Chen Yiyuan asked casually.

"One shot to the head, two shots to the chest, even a god couldn't survive that!" Xiao Fu said.

"I should have realized long ago that these bastards have been bought off and used as pawns by Tung Sing. After all, this is Tung Sing's headquarters, so how could they possibly tolerate a bunch of old bastards from Hung Hing retiring here?" Zhang Chun cursed.

They didn't initially ambush the dock.

Instead, they were waiting here long ago.

The gunmen who ambushed Shui Ling at the dock were all hired gunmen from the Netherlands.

"Now that we've eliminated a menace, we've also saved Hung Hing a sum of money. Isn't that a great achievement?" Little Fu said with a smile, lighting a cigarette.

“That’s true,” Zhang Chun said after thinking for a moment.

"However, this time, we were heading for the Water Spirit Ten Heroes... Now that the traitor has exposed us, it might not be so easy for us to go back."

"Easy, too easy," Xiao Fu said with a relaxed expression.

"Why not just kill them all?"

“Brother Fu, now that we’ve been discovered and the news of the mole’s death has probably reached Dongxing soon… Can we still take them down?” Cheng Feng asked with a suspicious look.

Zhang Chun and Chen Yiyuan, however, looked at Cheng Feng with wicked smiles.

Cheng Feng suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Why don't you guess what Uncle Eight Fingers' wife and kids are for?" Xiao Fu turned his head, looking wicked.

Cheng Feng pondered for a moment, then shuddered.

He then suddenly looked up at Xiao Fu and the others, his face full of disbelief.

Seriously? You're using your whole family of eight fingers to attack a nest?

How come I never noticed before that you could be so inhumane?
Cheng Feng was right. Judging by normal logic, if Xiao Fu's assassination attempt at the dock failed and he was nearly killed, it would be easy to figure out who betrayed him. Enraged, he would naturally return to kill Uncle Eight Fingers to vent his anger…

Those of Shui Ling's group who work internationally must have thought of this as well.

If I'm not mistaken, they will definitely send people to hunt them down...

Therefore, from the very beginning, Xiao Fu's battlefield was not at the docks.

Instead, it was near Bazhi's home, which is right here—luring the snake out of its hole!
(End of this chapter)