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

Chapter 239 [237] Even if you scream your lungs out tonight, no one will come to save you.
"Hello, the car is here?" No. 8 Middle School answered the phone and asked directly.

“No car is coming, but his colleague’s mother is here,” Fatty cursed on the phone.

"What the heck?" asked No. 8 Middle School, looking on with suspicion.

“I was scouting the intersection just now and I found a group of people armed with long guns and microphones, ready in the alley... I suspect they’re planning to rob an armored truck too! Would you say they’re in the same line of work?” Fatty cursed on the phone.

Eighth-Center's heart skipped a beat.

Damn! Could it really be such a coincidence?
"Boss, there's a little problem." Without hanging up, No. 8 Middle School quickly told Da Dong what was going on.

After a moment's thought, Da Dong said, "Let's wait and see. There's no rush. They probably want to rob the bank."

"Then what's our plan?"

"continue."

"If they're robbing a bank, we can still take advantage of the chaos... If they're robbing an armored truck, then we'll double-cross them!"

"Anyway, we're guaranteed to make a profit," Da Dong said directly. He was quite shrewd; otherwise, he wouldn't be the boss.

Upon hearing this, Ba Zhong thought it made a lot of sense and immediately relayed the message to Fei Gu.

"okay, I get it."

"I'll have the brothers keep an eye on things!"

After Fat Aunt finished speaking, No. 8 Middle School hung up the phone and then looked at Da Dong.

"Boss, how did you know they would rob a bank and not an armored truck?"

"Because only we know the route, who else would care so much?" Da Dong said calmly.

"Also, armored trucks aren't so easy to rob. Not everyone is like us, protected by both the legal and illegal worlds..."

"So I concluded they were robbing a bank."

"I see," said No. 8 Middle School student in sudden realization.

There's something else Da Dong didn't say: there are banks on every street, and there's not much security around them.

Of course, robbing a bank would be a better option.

Today's Hong Kong Island is not like the future; now there are two or three private banks on a single street, more than rice shops.

They usually grab things in large circles and run away, and since there's no surveillance, the police can't catch them.

This is why there are so many robberies on Hong Kong Island every few days.

Just like a fixed NPC.

On the other side of Causeway Bay, a bank was suddenly stormed in by three or four masked thugs armed with guns, and one of them was shot dead on the spot.

The other three security guards were shot down in a hail of bullets, and blood immediately flowed all over the ground.

The burly man at the head of the group pointed a shotgun directly at the panicked clerk behind the counter and shouted, "Open the storeroom and give me the money!"

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'll give you the money right now..." The waiter was terrified, but he didn't resist; he was just an employee after all.

In less than two minutes, the robbers stuffed millions of dollars in cash into their bags, rushed out the door, and sped away.

Only then did the alarm sound.

A few moments later, the nearby police officers finally arrived one after another, arriving late.

Da Dong, sipping his cola, witnessed the entire process and chuckled, "Judge."

"Judge? Who is that?" The student from No. 8 Middle School looked at the several security guards covered in blood being dragged out of the bank and clicked his tongue in amazement.
"These gangsters are truly despicable. They not only robbed people, but they also attacked the security guards?"

“They’re not from the Big Circle gang; they’re local robbers from the New Territories. Their leader is called Judge.” Da Dong took a sip of his cola, thought for a moment, and then added:

"A while ago, he also smuggled a batch of weapons on the ship. That person is my friend."

"Hey, how do you know him, buddy?" Eighth Middle School suddenly realized.

Da Dong didn't offer much explanation either.

The judge's double-cross was also because his friend wanted to cheat the other party by forcing a sale.

In the end, the judge paid the money to take back the gun and didn't kill the person, which was quite ethical.

I never expected to run into him here; this is something Da Dong never anticipated.

After checking the time, Da Dong could only hope that the armored truck would arrive smoothly.

Otherwise, we'll have to wait until next time.

……

Meanwhile, Zhang Wenyao also received news that there had been a bank robbery in Causeway Bay, and he assumed that Liang Zheng's people had already taken action.

But as soon as I stood up and thought about it, the armored truck was still at least half an hour away from arriving, so how could they have acted so quickly?
I checked the message again; it's from a bank...

"Damn it!" Zhang Wenyao cursed, then went straight out and got into his car.

He now understood that he had stumbled upon other colleagues doing business by sheer chance.

They're probably not from Liang Zheng's side.

For this operation, Zhang Wenyao personally came to Causeway Bay to "inspect" the situation, and thus quickly arrived at the robbed bank.

Three ambulances had arrived by then.

There were also seven or eight uniformed soldiers on guard, occasionally calling for support via radio.

"What's going on?" Zhang Wenyao stopped his car as if he were just passing by, then got out of the car, took out his certificate, and showed it to the men in uniform in front of him. He asked in confusion.

"Hello, Inspector Zhang!" The officer in uniform was startled to see that the other party was actually a superintendent from the Political Department. As a low-ranking officer, he had never seen such a high-ranking person before, and immediately greeted him respectfully.

He then briefly explained the situation.

"First, send the injured to the hospital, then clean up the broken glass here as soon as possible, so as not to affect the appearance of the city..." Zhang Wenyao said casually.

"Today is Saturday, and many people will be shopping and sightseeing here. If anything goes wrong, or if the foreigners see you, you will all lose your jobs."

"Okay!" the soldier immediately agreed, and then turned around and had several colleagues quickly tidy up.

It was all done in less than ten minutes.

The injured were quickly taken to the hospital.

"Officer Zhang, it's all done." A moment later, the officer in military uniform returned and said.

Several police officers were taking statements from employees inside the bank.

"Alright, you don't need to come to me with this kind of thing... I'm on vacation today, just passing by." Zhang Wenyao waved his hand, pretending to be calm.

Then he added with a smile, "By the way, do you want to go get some wontons together?"

"No need, Inspector Zhang..."

The soldier was flattered.

I never expected that such a high-ranking police superintendent would invite me.

At the same time, it became clear why Zhang Wenyao was here.

I was just passing by.

A short while later, Zhang Wenyao greeted the other soldiers in uniform and drove to a food stall across the street to order food.

The soldier watched him get out of the car...

Da Dong was somewhat bewildered when he saw Zhang Wenyao sitting behind him.

Damn, what a coincidence!
He had seen what happened just now. Although Zhang Wenyao was only dressed in civilian clothes, the respectful manner of the other men in military uniforms made it clear that their status was not low.

Eighth Middle School squinted and glanced at it, then looked at Da Dong.

They asked if they should deal with the person first.

Da Dong shook his head.

It implies that they should wait and see before making a decision.

At the same time, he was also wondering to himself, "Judge robber, high-ranking police officer... what a coincidence today."

If Da Dong knew, Zhang Wenyao would be the legitimate person who helped him clean up the mess.

Then I wouldn't be so nervous.

Just then, another phone call came to No. 8 Middle School.

"Hey?"

"The armored truck is here, following the same route," came the fat woman's rapid voice from inside.

"Should we proceed as planned now?"

"Yes." No. 8 Middle School looked at Da Dong, who nodded, and said directly.

He glanced at the military uniforms gradually dispersing outside the street and sneered, "Those bastards are almost done with, they won't affect our plans..."

"If it has any impact, then we'll do it all."

"OK! I'll get started right away." Fat Auntie nodded in agreement immediately.

At the same time, No. 8 Middle School hung up the phone and got up with Da Dong to walk towards the black sedan on the side of the street.

Then, together with the driver, Wu Yingtou, they grabbed AKs, ready to act at any moment.

Zhang Wenyao, inside the food stall, was already drenched in sweat.

Damn, what a coincidence!

Another ruthless thug?

Since neither of them knew the other, they were naturally nervous and afraid.

However, before Zhang Wenyao could finish being scared, the armored truck drove straight past, followed by a dump truck rushing through the intersection.

boom!
The armored truck was smashed in half and swerved all the way to the entrance of the bank that had just been robbed.

Before the people in the armored truck could react, Fat Girl pulled out her Black Star and fired the first shot.

boom!
The armored truck driver was knocked over on the spot.

Da Dong followed closely behind.

Before Wu Yingtou could even cross the road in his car, with the two sides still fifty meters apart, Ba Zhong and Da Dong pulled out their AKs, stuck their heads out of the car, and pulled the triggers.

The armored truck was riddled with bullet holes, its metal exterior riddled with bullet holes.

Even in broad daylight, the flames shooting from the barrels of the two AK guns were dazzling enough, ferocious and full of bloody stench.

By the time Wu Yingtou rushed over, all the people in the armored truck had been killed.

Fat Girl got out of the car, shot the key lock off, went straight into the back of the car, grabbed the money box, and left.

Inside the carriage, the three guards lay sprawled in pools of blood.

Whether he's dead or not is unknown, but he didn't fire a single shot from his shotgun.

The whole process takes less than three minutes.

Da Dong had already taken care of the armored truck, seized the money, and made his escape.

The bank had just been robbed, so there were hardly any people on this street.

They would have been scared away by the judges long ago.

Now that such a big commotion has occurred, the first people to come out were seven or eight people in military uniforms.

It's the same few people again.

Upon seeing them arrive, Zhang Wenyao calculated the time and, feeling it was about right, immediately drove over at breakneck speed. Before even getting out of the car, he shouted, "Someone just robbed an armored truck, and it seems to be the same group of people!"

"The enemy's firepower is extremely strong, with AKs, shotguns, and explosive grenades... Call the Flying Tigers immediately, or you'll be in deep trouble."

"Calling headquarters! Calling headquarters!" The military personnel didn't dare to delay and immediately began calling for reinforcements.

Seeing that he had stalled the group, Zhang Wenyao remained expressionless, but was secretly overjoyed.

He knew very well that as long as he could keep these people occupied and prevent them from being tracked, he would have the 100 million in his hands.

Whether they can catch the person if they chase after them is another matter entirely.

But if those robbers who stole the US dollars went berserk and killed them too.

That would make things difficult to resolve.

Killing a police officer in broad daylight, whether it's a serious crime or not, is another matter.

But it must be extremely serious in nature.

At least Zhang Wenyao couldn't possibly cover it up.

After all, foreigners like to make others take the blame, but when public opinion is outraged by such a serious incident, it's no longer a question of whether or not someone should take the blame.

Zhang Wenyao was quite sensible.

……

At the same time, Nan Zheng found Tai Bao, first lighting a cigarette slowly, and then asked, "What's the situation at the dock?"

"There's still no news," Taibao said.

"No one from the Netherlands should have arrived yet. If they have, our brothers will definitely let us know, and they'll be here immediately."

"Keep an eye on it, don't let your guard down," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"Have them all armed. If they come, find an opportunity to wipe them all out."

"Also, notify the security company's licensed gunmen to move out together..."

"Don't worry, as long as Shui Ling and the others dare to come, we can definitely wipe them all out in one fell swoop," Tai Bao said confidently.

After more than a year of development, the snack shop has already opened branches throughout Hong Kong.

The company has over a thousand employees.

It's full of gangsters and veterans.

If they can't find any clues even after all this, then they might as well give up.

After all, outlaws who have been out in the world for a long time still carry a strong aura of murderous intent.

"Also, investigate Zhang Wenyao." Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of mist and continued:

"The other party is a police superintendent from the Political Department, and he's probably a gambling addict... Let's see if there's anything we can do about him or if he has any weaknesses, it might come in handy later."

“Leave it to me.” Tai Bao nodded. He was the one who took care of Robinson before.

Now it's simply a matter of doing it again.

They must be quite experienced.

After leaving the casino, Nan Zheng also received news from Causeway Bay.

All the people in the armored truck were seriously injured, and the road was blocked off in advance. Even if the police wanted to give chase, it would take some time to remove the roadblocks...

Da Dong and his group are quite sensible.

"As expected of the flag bearers of Guangdong and Hong Kong, they are indeed reliable in their work," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Compared to this group, Long Zhiqiang appeared to be more ruthless and suspicious.

However, it shouldn't be used too often.

Because people like Da Dong, who are easily swayed, spend all their money after grabbing it, and when they run out of money, they grab it again.

If someone catches you one day, and they trace the clues back to your door, you'll be implicated.

Even if the henchmen below have big mouths, they can still leak information.

People tend to brag when they're drunk...

However, Nan Zheng wasn't in a hurry to finish this task; she'd deal with it once she had the money.

"Go to Yau Ma Tei," Nan Zheng instructed, and Abu nodded.

"Also, keep an eye on Da Dong and the others, see where they go, and let me know when they do."

"Afraid they'll take the money and run?" Abu asked, though he did know some things.

"It's not that I'm afraid he'll run away, it's that I'm afraid he'll be targeted and double-crossed!" Nan Zheng sneered.

Even if you gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to run away.

After all, with such a large sum of money, where could he possibly run off to? Hong Kong Island is now full of my people!
Not to mention Da Dong, who doesn't even know how much money is in the box.

“It’s an armored truck, even a fool knows there’s a lot of cash inside,” Nan Zheng added.

"If they accidentally get targeted by their competitors, they're definitely going to be in big trouble."

"After all, one was completely unprepared, while the other was well-prepared. How could they possibly fight?"

"Whether they live or die is none of my business, but losing money is what really hurts me."

“That’s true.” Abu nodded. This is the Mr. Nan he’s talking about.

It doesn't matter if I hurt others.

But it must be for one's own benefit.

Soon, Nan Zheng got out of the car in an apartment building, picked up her key and opened the door familiarly. As soon as she closed the door, she saw Fang Ting lying on the sofa, her skin white, watching TV...

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

The scream at the beginning was from Fang Ting, and the surprise at the end was from Nan Zheng.

Fang Ting instinctively held the pillow in front of her, then looked up in a panic, but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Nan Zheng…

"Sister-in-law, you really are something! Watching TV in broad daylight without wearing any clothes?"

"Is X repressed?" Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"This is where I live. There's no one here usually, and I don't go out often, so why am I wearing clothes..." Fang Ting's face began to burn as she was stared at so intently.

Nan Zheng's extremely aggressive gaze was undisguised.

This made Fang Ting's plump legs go weak.

"It's perfect that you're not wearing any clothes, I'm here now! Let me see if it's gotten bigger." Nan Zheng said with a laugh, not holding back at all.

Come anyway.

Wouldn't it be boring if we didn't do something?
...One million words of battle omitted...

An hour later, Nan Zheng lay on the sofa, looking refreshed and smoking. "There's a script called 'God of Gamblers' that I'm thinking of casting you in a role."

"Gao Jin's girlfriend, Chen Xiaodao's girl... you choose one."

"What?" Fang Ting asked weakly from the side. She had no strength left and was even a little dazed.

For a moment, they didn't realize what Nan Zheng was saying.

There's nothing I can do, it's just too awful.

They didn't treat people like human beings at all.

"I'm telling you, let's make a comeback and appear on the big screen!" Nan Zheng patted her pert buttocks.

Oh shit.

It feels fucking good.

As expected of someone with multiple buffs, Qiu Di is definitely not comparable.

Most importantly, it's S, fucking S!

"What do you mean, 'come back to the scene'? You want me to act in Category III films? I haven't acted in them for a long time." Fang Ting said in a hoarse voice, her face showing some hesitation, but she didn't dare to refuse.

"Who the hell told you to act in a Category III film? I'm talking about God of Gamblers! A movie! A proper film for the big screen!" Nan Zheng shouted, looking at Fang Ting as if she were an idiot.

Do I look like someone who takes advantage of others and then leaves without paying?
After a while, Fang Ting finally listened. It turned out that Ye Weiyang Film and Television was preparing to continue their efforts and film another movie.

After all, the Young and Dangerous series is so popular, so striking while the iron is hot is the right thing to do.

You can earn more money that way.

"Gao Jin's girlfriend!" Fang Ting said through gritted teeth. Only a fool would play a supporting role instead of a supporting character.

Especially now that Xiao Fu is so popular.

If she accidentally becomes a big star while playing a supporting role, then Fang Ting could truly become a superstar.

"Not bad, that's ambitious, here you go!" Nan Zheng grabbed another handful and laughed.

"You gave it to me so easily?" Fang Ting asked in disbelief.

“Nonsense, it’s better to give it to our own people than to outsiders. It’s edible and entertaining, why wouldn’t we use it?” Nan Zheng said matter-of-factly.

Fang Ting's face turned slightly red.

"Since I've been so sensible, you should be more understanding too. You don't need to do it yourself, right?" Nan Zheng gave Fang Ting a mischievous look.

A hint of resentment flashed in Fang Ting's eyes, then she paused for a moment before getting up and slowly putting her hair up in a bun.

"You're such a jerk, leaving no room for compromise, just pure torture..."

"Women don't love men who aren't a little bad!"

Nan Zheng laughed heartily, making no attempt to conceal her thoughts and actions.

Anyway, her husband is dead.

"Also, Jiang Tiansheng should have left behind a large inheritance before he died. Although you're his girlfriend, I can pull some strings and get you a marriage certificate, and that money should be within our reach..."

"Besides, he was desperate at the time, so he should still have a lot of money on him. Do you know where it is?"

"I...I know, it's forty million in total, it's in the safe in this house." Fang Ting nodded, her words muffled.

When Jiang Tiansheng fled to the Netherlands, he was isolated and helpless, with only Chen Haonan and Fang Ting by his side.

He naturally wouldn't believe Chan Ho-nam, after all, he was just a brainless gangster.

Therefore, the cash is most likely in Fang Ting's hands.

Now that I see it, it's indeed true.

However, these tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars are not the most important thing; the most important thing is the other party's inheritance.

Jiang Tiansheng is a financial tycoon; his account must have a lot of zeros.

This is what Nan Zheng wants. ...

"Have you found them yet?"

In Aberdeen, a judge looks at his subordinate, Chicken Essence, from inside a rented room. (From Thunderbolt Fantasy)
Chicken Essence nodded: "We found them, but they're not on the main island anymore; they've gone to Tai O."

"I don't know exactly where in Tai O, but Mad Bull has already gone to track them down, and we should receive news of the robbers soon."

"Boss, we just robbed a bank of three million, and now we're going to rob some ruthless gangsters? They look like the Big Circle, they're insane!" his trusted henchman, Suogu, couldn't help but say.

"Crazy? I'm crazier than them! I'd even dare to rob the Queen if I were desperate for money." The judge scoffed.

In fact, Nan Zheng was right; Da Dong and his group were indeed being watched.

The person being targeted was none other than the judge who had just robbed the bank.

After all, who in this world doesn't want to make a fortune and then retire?
The judge was all set to take action, but unexpectedly a group of robbers who robbed the armored truck appeared out of nowhere.

The judge believed that the police's attention was now entirely focused on them.

Therefore, they decided to go all out and double-cross Da Dong and his gang.

Then shift the blame for robbing armored trucks and banks onto them all at once.

Then I can clear my name and get rid of Cai Cai's hands.

Desperados, their thoughts are all that simple.

Simple to the point of being brutal.

"Alright, since you say so, I'll definitely do it," Suogu said with a smile.

“I just saw that there are at least 20 million Hong Kong dollars in the armored truck, which is much faster than the money coming in from the bank.”

“That’s Bank of America! Twenty million Hong Kong dollars! Twenty million US dollars would be more like it,” Chicken Essence said with a smile from the side.

He reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air again:

"If I really manage to get this sorted out, wow, I can really retire after I get my share of the money. Then I'm going to seduce a hundred foreign women in one night!"

"US dollars for beautiful girls, right?"

The group burst into laughter inside the rented room.

A moment later, the phone rang.

The judge, cigar in mouth, answered the call, and immediately another trusted confidant, Mad Bull, spoke up: "Boss, those big circle guys from the commercial streets of Tai O, Hong Kong Island, come over here right now."

"Keep an eye on it, I'll be there soon." Upon hearing this, the judge was immediately in a much better mood.

Another sum of money has been made.

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and said, "Get Ah Boy here right now. This car is unusable; have him find me a new one."

"Let's head to Tai O now and finish this quickly!"

"No problem, boss!"

Everyone immediately became excited; this was a rare opportunity for a double-cross.

They haven't even finished their double-crossing yet, and they're already fantasizing about their retirement life.

Or the kind where you have to sleep with a foreign woman every day.

They won't stop until they've reached the point of kidney deficiency.

……

After finishing up the mess, Zhang Wenyao returned to the Political Department, but instead of going up directly, he stopped in the underground parking lot, turned off the engine, and turned off the lights.

He then picked up the phone and called Nan Zheng.

"nailed it."

“I’ve already received word, Inspector Zhang,” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"He happened to pass by a bank by himself and then stumbled upon a robbery of an armored truck at a food stall. He then transformed into a champion of justice and went to help clean up the mess..."

"Tsk tsk, you've done both good and bad things, and the key is that nobody can say anything about it."

"Honestly, I fucking admire you," Nan Zheng said, lighting a cigarette.

“How can the Political Department function without some political skills?” Zhang Wenyao laughed.

Zhang Wenyao was absolutely right.

Anyone who goes deep into this field is bound to be a shrewd old fox.

The really ruthless ones, like Zhang Wenyao, sell people out and then expect the customers to help them count the money.

"By the way, when are those people coming back?" Zhang Wenyao asked.

The subtext is when the money will be distributed.

"I estimate it will take another day or two," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"After all, the rumors are strong, and no one can control this matter... We need to let society digest it slowly before discussing whether they can come back."

“That’s true.” Zhang Wenyao nodded.

As someone who works in government, he naturally understands risk assessment.

Furthermore, Zhang Wenyao couldn't control this matter; it was a matter for the local police.

We can only wait until things calm down.

All he could do was ensure that Da Dong and his gang wouldn't be caught on the spot.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Wenyao got out of the car and returned to the Political Department.

He happened to run into his subordinate, Luo Peiquan.

"Officer Zhang."

"Little Luo".

The two greeted each other, and then Luo Peiquan said directly, "Inspector Zhang, you just came back from Causeway Bay? Something big happened there. Two robberies occurred at the same time and place."

"I know," Zhang Wenyao nodded, not hiding anything.

"I happened to be on vacation and passing through, so the two things just happened to coincide... I never expected it to be such a coincidence."

"I'm back now to investigate this matter."

“The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) has also received word, so you need to be careful,” Luo Peiquan said in a low voice.

"The imperial court's lackeys," Zhang Wenyao cursed.

Before the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) was established, their Special Branch was the largest, belonging to the direct line of the Westerners.

The Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC) is now the direct successor to the Westerners.

A knife specifically designed to target the police.

The Special Branch is not as prestigious as the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC).

Therefore, anyone who encounters these people is bound to have a lot of trouble.

However, just as Zhang Wenyao finished cursing, Lu Zhilian arrived with several plainclothes officers, walked directly up to Zhang Wenyao, and presented the relevant documents.

“Superintendent Cheung Man-yiu, I am Senior Inspector Luk Chi-lim of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC). I suspect you are involved in a robbery. Please come with me.”

"You say so? What's your status, and what's mine?" Zhang Wenyao glanced at the other person's position, revealing his contempt.

Lu Zhilian smiled and said, "Inspector Lu, it's just a matter of going back to investigate. There's no need to get so angry, is there?"

“It’s definitely not that bad, but… you just said you doubted me, not that you were assisting me! That’s very important.” Zhang Wenyao pointed to Lu Zhilian’s chest, and then more than a dozen members of the Political Department stood up.

The other police departments may be afraid of the Independent Commission Against Corruption (ICAC).

Their political department is not afraid at all.

"Don't worry, I just think it's a coincidence. Please, Superintendent Cheung Man-yiu, come back to the Independent Commission Against Corruption with me." Luk Chi-lim knew that the other party was a superintendent, and that it would be difficult to back down if he spoke too forcefully, so he immediately softened his tone.

Zhang Wenyao straightened his collar and said calmly, "That's more like it."

"Let's go, Luo."

"Could you drive me around and buy me a milk tea while you're at it?"

"No problem," Luo Peiquan said with a smile. With such a powerful boss, even the lower-ranking employees would feel respected.

In reality, Lu Zhilian only felt it was a coincidence, and he suspected that this robbery was connected to the ruthless thugs who had kidnapped the Li family before...

I didn't expect Zhang Wenyao to be so firm in his stance.

Now I'm starting to have doubts.

With so many coincidences, it's possible that he also has some connection with those wealthy people.

Then there's no doubt about it.

Once or twice is fine, but if there's a third time, Lu Zhilian simply doesn't believe it.

……

That evening, at a restaurant in Tai O, Da Dong led a few of his brothers into the lobby, found a waiter, and ordered a table full of seafood.

This area is a seafood-producing region, so the seafood is especially delicious.

Da Dong was especially generous tonight.

I can't help it, I'm so happy!

"Boss, when are we going to split the money?" Fat Aunt asked excitedly.

"Ten million! Ten million! That's more than you could ever spend in a lifetime!" said No. 8 Middle School with a smile.

"No rush, let's lay low for a while." Da Dong lit a cigarette and then said.

"This matter has caused a huge uproar; it's even on the news today. Even a fool would know that it's causing a huge uproar right now."

"If I go back now, won't I definitely get arrested and killed?"

"Wait a few days, you won't die."

“That’s true.” Several students from No. 8 Middle School nodded in agreement.

Although they all wanted money, they also had to consider the possibility of dying.

After putting in so much effort, and just when I was about to get the money, the police arrested me.

That was incredibly frustrating.

However, before the waiter could serve the food, a burly man in a red suit and sunglasses slowly walked into the hall, glanced at the man in the corner, and then walked over without leaving a trace.

Da Dong and his companions were completely unaware of anything, but just then, the man in the corner suddenly pulled out a Black Star and aimed it directly at Da Dong.

Bang bang bang!

Da Dong was particularly sensitive to danger, especially with the gunman right across from him. So when the other party pulled out a gun, he was so scared that his scalp tingled, but he still reacted instinctively and flipped the table over.

It rolled rapidly onto the ground.

Several gunshots rang out, instantly punching several holes in the large round table and hitting the wall directly.

The group of students from Feigu No. 8 Middle School were startled by the bullets that grazed past them, but they quickly drew their guns.

Calmness tinged with madness.

But just then—BOOM!

The burly man in sunglasses at the door pulled out a shotgun from his waist at some point, raised his hand and fired, sending the fat woman flying three or four meters away.

My whole body was covered in beehives.

He went out sideways.

Then came the second shot. The Eighth Middle School had just taken down the gunman in the corner when he was also sprayed with bullets, leaving him completely disoriented.

A shotgun fires dozens of small pellets at a time, and is extremely lethal at close range.

Let alone whether we can dodge it or not.

If you don't get beaten up and bruised all over, then you're considered lucky.

The judge and Mad Bull arrived suddenly and acted decisively.

This caught Da Dong and his group completely off guard.

They didn't even know who the other person was or why they wanted to kill them.

But when he saw the judge's sunglasses... Da Dong, who was hiding under the bar, immediately knew who it was.

They were the bank robbers!
"Damn it!" Da Dong couldn't help but curse under his breath. He now realized that he had been targeted by the other party even before he arrived in Tai O.

Otherwise, how could he have chased after me all this way to do this to me?

However, it was too late for regrets. The judge acted too quickly and ruthlessly, and all of Fat Girl's henchmen, even those from the Big Circle, died at this moment.

They were all riddled with bullets.

After all, they came here for a meal, so they were less vigilant and didn't bring any heavy weapons, just a Black Star rifle each.

In the blink of an eye, only Da Dong was left in the restaurant; the other guests had already run away in fright.

Clear the place directly.

"Da Dong, I know where you're hiding... Don't think about anything else, no one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out today!" The judge told Suo Gu and the others to finish off the enemy before turning to look at the bar.

He sneered, "Hand over the money, and I might spare your life!"

"You bastard! Judge, I haven't settled the score with you for that time you double-crossed my friend." Da Dong said through gritted teeth.

“One thing at a time, and besides, I didn’t know he was your friend… otherwise I would have killed you too, hahaha!” The judge slowly walked toward the bar, his eyes filled with malice.

Just as he was about to raise his gun to fire, a gunshot suddenly rang out from the restaurant window.

boom!
The judge was shot directly in the chest, blood gushing out, and the pain shot straight to the top of his head.

Just as he was about to turn around, several more gunshots rang out, and his head was instantly pierced through.

Immediately afterwards, a person smashed through the window glass, spun into a sphere in mid-air, and kept pulling the trigger of the black star in his hand.

Immediately, Shrinking Bone and Mad Bull's henchmen were beaten to their knees, screaming in agony.

Three or four men in black rushed out of the restaurant's main entrance, firing submachine guns incessantly.

Suddenly, the judges became the sieves, each one a hornet's nest.

The judge was utterly astonished as he watched Tian Yangsheng land expressionlessly and fire the finishing shot.

Damn it, you're double-crossing me?
In just a few minutes, the restaurant experienced several reversals, with one group of people dying after another.

The hall was littered with corpses.

There were more bullet holes than rice cooked in the restaurant.

"Da Dong, come out." Tian Yangyi called out, and Da Dong, as if possessed, poked his head out because he recognized the voice.

Tian Yangsheng glanced at Da Dong, then lowered his head, picked up a cigarette, and slowly lit it.

"It's you guys?" Da Dong looked completely bewildered.

At first, he had considered that the judges were people sent by Liang Zheng to double-cross him.

Now it seems that this is clearly not the case.

Otherwise, why would Tian Yangyi and the others have come?

"As a notorious bandit, how could you be so careless and get double-crossed by your own colleagues... If outsiders hear about this, how will you ever be able to continue in the business?" Tian Yangyi sneered.

Then he walked over and patted Da Dong on the shoulder:

"But it's alright, now that we're here, you've survived a great ordeal."

"If it weren't for you guys, I really would be dead. Those bastards, even if they swallowed that box of money, they definitely won't let me go in the end!" Da Dong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still feeling lingering fear.

Tian Yangyi said admiringly, "I didn't expect you to be so sensible and self-aware."

"Where's the money?" Tian Yangsheng asked directly, too lazy to listen to their nonsense.

"It's right inside the hotel."

"Give it to me, and come see the boss."

“Things are tense right now…” Da Dong hesitated for a moment before saying.

"Everyone's dead, what's the point of being in the limelight?" Tian Yangsheng sneered.

Da Dong thought it made sense.

If a large group of people were to return, they would definitely be investigated.

But it's different for an individual.

At least Tian Yangsheng and his gang have legal gun licenses, so they are not afraid even if the police come to check on them.

After thinking it over for a moment, Da Dong took Tian Yangsheng and the others directly to the hotel.

Then take the money, get on the bus, and board the boat.

They returned to the peninsula overnight.

On the way, we actually encountered a police inspection in the Hung Hom Tunnel.

However, the police officers were clearly locals who knew Tian Yangsheng. They simply glanced at his gun permit, didn't even search him, and waved the car through.

Da Dong couldn't help but sigh, lamenting how he had worked himself to the bone to get to Tai O.

As a result, Mr. Nan could even openly take a gun.

This status in the underworld is truly something that both the legitimate and criminal worlds have to respect.

Even awe!
Five minutes later, Tian Yangyi parked the car, and Tian Yangsheng led Da Dong to the basement.

That's when I met Nan Zheng.

After explaining the general situation, Nan Zheng, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, raised an eyebrow and said, "So someone really did try to double-cross us?"

“That’s right.” Tian Yangsheng nodded. “But I’ve already taken care of everything.”

“Mr. Nan.” At this moment, Da Dong couldn’t help but speak up.

"This time, I did something for you, and I suffered heavy losses. All my brothers are dead... Bang!"

The bullet passed through Da Dong's mouth as he spoke, exploding through the entire back of his head.

Behind him was Tian Yangyi, his face covered in blood, his head full of...?

Even Tian Yangsheng was completely baffled.

"Finish things off, clean the floor." Nan Zheng smiled and blew on the smoking black star, then threw it on the table.

I never expected that Da Dong would give me such a big surprise.

what is this?

This was a robbery by two different gangs, which ended up splitting the loot unfairly – a classic case of the robbers killing each other!

People are offering themselves up to take the blame; how can you refuse such a good thing?

As for where the money is...

Only the devil knows.

After all, with two gangs of robbers robbing each other, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be any survivors from either side who might run off with the money.

It's all God's will, it's all God's will!

“Also, go back to Tai O again and see where the judge put the money…” Nan Zheng added:

"I just saw on the news that this guy robbed a bank of two million dollars. We can't let that go to waste."

"Consider it your transportation fee."

"Boss, you really know how to calculate!" Tian Yangyi said, wiping his face.

Even a fool would know that Nan Zheng had completely outmaneuvered Nan Zheng.

The key point is that he suddenly pulled out a gun and became the boss.

Let's not even talk about them. Da Dong himself didn't even realize what was happening. He died with a blank expression on his face.

That's what you call fast, accurate, and ruthless!

After a quick clean-up, Tian Yangsheng and the others left. Nan Zheng picked up the box and slammed it on the table, looking at the 100 million US dollars inside, feeling great.

He turned around and threw it into the safe in the basement, then turned and left.

(In the story, it was two file boxes that contained 100 million; this is a larger suitcase.)
As soon as he returned to the office, Taibao strode in and found Nanzheng.

"Boss, it's all set."

"tell me the story."

"Zhang Wenyao loves gambling! Especially Russian roulette and sic tac-toe... He used to love gambling at MGM Grand, but after it was renovated, he started gambling at Fish Play Casino," Taibao said quickly.

"I heard that he still owes Yu Lancan more than three million in gambling debts, and it's been overdue for a while... If he weren't a police superintendent and a member of the Special Branch, the Number Gang would probably have come knocking on his door long ago."

Police officers of this caliber generally wouldn't gamble at high-end casinos like He Xin.

They're usually afraid of being recognized.

Therefore, most of the entertainment takes place in smaller casinos, such as MGM Grand and Fish Lan Can, which are run by gangsters.

Without exception, they all had records and IOUs.

Otherwise, if the other party returns to Hong Kong Island one day and doesn't recognize you, you'll have nowhere to turn for help.

"Transfer all the ledgers and records related to Zhang Wenyao, as well as the surveillance footage and contracts... and have Yu Lancan handle it overnight," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"I'll take care of Zhang Wenyao tonight."

“No problem!” Tai-bao nodded, then grinned wickedly.

Zhang Wenyao probably never imagined that half of the casinos in Macau were connected to Hung Hing... He had been caught red-handed, and there was no way he could escape.

After receiving the $100 million, Nan Zheng had already figured out how to divide the money.

This is not distinguished, and that is not distinguished.

I earned this money through my own abilities, so why should I share it?
Eating alone makes it hard to gain weight, which is perfect since I need to lose weight anyway.

Isn't this just right?
(End of this chapter)