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

Chapter 242 "240" I, Liang Zheng, am the most reasonable person ever!
"Mr. Nan!"

"boss!"

A Chevrolet pulled up in front of the dance hall, and Chen Yiyuan, Sheng Kuai, and others came out to greet it. Upon seeing the newcomers, they immediately shouted loudly.

Everyone was respectful and the atmosphere was impressive.

Nan Zheng nodded in response, a cigarette dangling from her lips. Turning her head, she saw a person hanging from the edge of a tall building on the rooftop not far away.

I was quite amazed at the time: "Wow, are they making paper dolls? Why are they making such a big fuss?"

"It's fun!" Sheng Kuai said with a grin, not holding back at all.

"Liu Liang, one of the Ten Heroes of Shui Ling, I've already investigated him... He's a direct descendant of Shui Ling, and he was taken down by Chen Yiyuan with a single shot on the beach."

"He tried to run, but he couldn't escape."

"How so?" Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of mist, asking with interest.

Liu Liang was clearly still breathing, panting heavily up there.

One leg is gone; it's stuck in my buttocks.

Tsk tsk, they really have no humanity!

"I wanted to ask him where Shui Ling is, but this bastard wouldn't tell me... so I just played along with him." Chen Yiyuan said as he walked over.

"Look, he seems to be having a lot of fun playing by himself."

"Who said he's happy? I think it's all of you who's happy," Nan Zheng said with a laugh.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "That bastard must know exactly why Shui Ling came here."

"Tian Yangsheng, go to the rooftop and play with him some more."

“No problem!” Tian Yangsheng nodded, cracked his neck, then took a wrench and a claw hammer from the trunk, and led Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangzhi to the rooftop.

"What happened to Shui Ling and the others? They all disappeared without a trace?" Nan Zheng looked at Sheng Kuai again.

"They've disappeared without a trace, and Hua Di is chasing them," Sheng Kuai said directly.

Then he briefly recounted what happened last night.

"Hua Di said that the big guy called Wu Shang suddenly turned into a monster monkey and unleashed a strange burst of violence, directly knocking the MPV sideways..."

"Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to escape."

They were mostly henchmen of Hung Hing, and they had never seen anything like this before.

They were all stunned for a moment.

Furthermore, given that the other party was carrying a bomb, it was even less likely that they would risk their lives.

After all, if it really exploded, it would cause a chain reaction of explosions, killing more than just one or two people.

Instead, they died in heaps and piles.

Who can withstand this thing? Running far away won't help!

Therefore, running away is the norm.

Nan Zheng didn't care about that; once they arrived in Hong Kong, they wouldn't be able to escape.

"Thirteen Sister and Han Bin have already arrived in Saigon with their men to search the area."

"You and Wah-di are mainly in the New Territories. Investigate thoroughly for me."

"Leave it to me." Sheng Kuai nodded.

According to Nan Zheng's estimation, Shui Ling only brought a dozen or so people to Hong Kong Island, which meant she was either well-prepared or foolish.

The Dutch outlaws were clearly not the latter.

There must be a backup plan.

I just don't know what they're going to do...

But what does it matter which game they play? I'll play along with them until the very end.

This is Hong Kong Island!

Once in the car, Nan Zheng pondered for a moment. Wu Shang's transformation into a monkey shape probably wasn't some kind of ghost or monster; it was likely divine intervention.

Nan Zheng doesn't believe in this.

It's most likely just psychological.

As the leader of the Ten Water Spirits, Wushang was naturally capable of fighting.

That's about enough potential.

If I really could use divine intervention...

so what?

No matter how good a fighter is, how many bullets can he withstand?
Even if it takes 10,000 bullets to kill him, that's fine!

I heard it was this bastard who ate even his mother and daughter in order to practice his divine fighting technique...

Scum, beast, utterly depraved!
Nan Zheng felt that this creature, which was even worse than a beast, had to be eliminated immediately.

Otherwise, he would definitely be a scoundrel who harms society.

In no time, Liu Liang was pulled up, and then screams echoed from the rooftop.

Every now and then, the sound of bones cracking could be heard.

Even in broad daylight, Chen Yiyuan below was grimacing as he listened.

When it comes to extracting confessions through torture, these are the people who truly excel.

He's a professional player, after all.

A few minutes later, the shouting gradually stopped, and Tian Yangsheng slowly came downstairs with a cigarette in his mouth, still carrying a trace of murderous aura.

He walked up to the car door and said, "Boss, it's all taken care of."

"tell me the story."

"Liu Liang said that Shui Ling hid a bunch of guys at Dongxing's headquarters, and last night they were going to go and get them..."

"But I didn't expect to run into the Hung Hing gang and get ambushed."

"Whether Shui Ling and the others will go or not, we don't know."

“After all, Liu Liang has been hiding on the beach all night, and his phone and other means of contact have all been lost. It’s possible that they are still at the ancestral hall or have gone there.” Tian Yangsheng said, revealing the information he had found.

“That’s interesting.” Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

Tung Sing's ancestral hall is located near Tin Shui Wai.

He even went with Liang Kun to celebrate Camel's birthday.

I never expected that after all this time, I'd end up going back there again...

“No wonder I saw the Ten Heroes of Shui Ling wandering around at the Yuen Long Grand Restaurant earlier,” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"So they really did have a backup plan."

"Boss, have you seen them before?" Tian Yangsheng asked, somewhat surprised.

"It was over a year ago, at Camel's birthday celebration. I went there and even saw Wushang... As for the others, including Shuiling, I haven't seen them." Nan Zheng said dismissively.

“That area is Yaowen’s territory now. Why don’t you make a call and ask?”

"If you can't find the person, go inside the ancestral hall and see if there's a place where they might hide things."

"I'd like to see what kind of tricks Shui Ling and her group are up to."

"Okay." Tian Yangsheng nodded.

A dozen or so people arrived in Tuen Mun specifically to dig for weapons in Yuen Long...

This means that this batch of goods must be very lethal.

It might be some kind of advanced firearm.

Nan Zheng felt that after last night's commotion, the other party would definitely not go again.

Wouldn't the things in the ancestral hall then belong to you?

Using something fresh to fight something fresh, it's fucking hilarious.

……

Meanwhile, in Saigon, Da Dong was making a phone call in the suburbs with several cars.

A moment later, Shui Ling and Wu Shang and the others emerged from the woods in a disheveled state.

Get in the car directly.

His eyes were also filled with ferocity and vigilance.

Looks like you were through a lot last night.

"Sister Shuiling, what happened to you?" Da Dong looked at Shuiling, who was covered in mud, with a look of surprise on his face.

He had seen Shui Ling before; she used to be incredibly aloof and superior.

Insolent.

Now, when he faces off against Liang Zheng... he ends up looking utterly humiliated.

That's really unbelievable.

"Don't even mention it. Drive to your turf." Shui Ling said coldly, each word squeezed out from between her teeth, clearly driven by anger.

After they left Tuen Mun last night, they have been relentlessly pursued by Hung Hing.

Even after abandoning the car and fleeing, Wah-dee, the leader of Hung Hing, continued to pursue and kill them.

They had to run and hide the whole way, from Yuen Long to Sai Kung.

It's like being walked like a dog.

At this point, forget about revenge; it would be a miracle if they weren't killed outright.

Shui Ling was a formidable figure overseas, but when she arrived in this small Hong Kong Island, she was almost exhausted to death by being surrounded and chased by hundreds of people.

It would be a lie to say I'm not angry!
Da Dong saw that everyone looked unwell, so he nodded but didn't say much.

While having his henchmen drive, he counted the number of people.

We discovered that besides Shui Ling, two others were missing.

One is six ounces, the other is a mixed bag.

Two hours earlier, some information had already been released in Tuen Mun...

Now it seems they are truly dead.

A chill ran through Da Dong's heart.

The Ten Heroes of Water Spirit had only just arrived in Hong Kong Island when two of their masters died.

There are also seven or eight elites.

They lost half their troops in one night. How can they compete with Hung Hing now?

Cold sweat dripped continuously from Da Dong's forehead. Fortunately, he listened to Gu Huolun's advice and did not openly challenge Hung Hing, but instead supported Shui Ling.

Otherwise, we would have really failed by now.

This time, it was Shui Ling who took the initiative to make the call to meet them.

As for why she had Da Dong's phone number, only she knows...

They soon arrived at the Dongying headquarters. Da Dong led Shui Ling and the others to change into new clothes before going to a seafood restaurant for a meal.

There are basically no advantages here; Saigon is all about seafood.

However, Shui Ling and the others had been chased all night, so having anything to eat was already a blessing.

They don't care about anything at all.

They all looked like reincarnated evil spirits.

"Big sister, what should you do next?" Da Dong asked, looking at Shui Ling who was smoking a cigarette.

All of Wushang's men were eating with their mouths full of grease, while Shuiling was silently smoking.

Clearly, they had no appetite.

However, Shui Ling's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and she didn't know how to answer.

Who would have thought that they would be hunted down as soon as they arrived?

So damn frustrating.

"Liu Liang and Za Ba have disappeared. Judging from Liang Zheng's personality, they are probably dead..." Shui Ling said, exhaling a cloud of mist.

Wushang and the others immediately stopped eating, their faces filled with anger, gritting their teeth.

"Big sister, we have to get Liangzheng done!" Sihai shouted from behind.

"We just arrived in Hong Kong Island, and we were chased for a whole day and night. I just can't swallow this insult!"

“That’s right, Liang Zheng only has one life. No matter how you beat him, he can’t possibly be unharmed,” the newcomer Yu Ba also shouted.

The other few of the Ten Heroes were also dissatisfied.

Da Dong glanced at them and said, "You've underestimated Liang Zheng's abilities."

"If they really wanted to do this to you, you probably wouldn't survive until today..."

"It's obvious that Liang Zheng doesn't take you seriously at all and is treating you like monkeys."

These words immediately caused an uproar among everyone at Dongxing.

Some people slammed their fists on the table and cursed angrily; they all hated Liang Zheng to the core.

But none of them refuted Da Dong's words.

To put it bluntly, they were also aware that their trip to Hong Kong Island this time had been hasty.

From initially underestimating their opponent to now fleeing in disarray, it all happened in just one day...

A moment later, everyone suddenly fell silent because they all noticed that Shui Ling's expression was off.

They rarely saw their eldest sister so quiet.

She's a notorious devil.

"Big sister, what should we do now?" Wushang asked cautiously.

Wushang is probably the most powerful fighter here.

However, compared to the great demon Shui Ling, she is still a step behind.

It's easy to imagine how strong they are.

After all, the Supreme Divine Strike technique can significantly boost combat power when a "divine being" possesses the user.

However, they all held Shui Ling in awe.

This isn't just because she's a powerful figure, but also because of her methods and martial prowess...

"My original plan was to go back to Tin Shui Wai, find that batch of weapons, and then just take out Liang Zheng." After a moment, Shui Ling slowly said:
"But this time, I miscalculated! I greatly underestimated Liang Zheng's appeal."

"If I'm not mistaken, Liang Zheng not only had people planted in Tuen Mun to keep watch, but also..."

It's likely that there are people lying in wait at all the ports and docks on Hong Kong Island.

He's just waiting for us to take the bait!

"Hiss..." Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

Each of them had an expression of disbelief on their face.

If that's the case, how much influence and manpower does Liangzheng need?
Not to mention that they wouldn't believe in the Supreme Being, even Shui Ling didn't believe it at first.

But after a day of battle royale, she finally understood.

It's impossible that Liang Zheng only had such skill in deploying manpower in Tuen Mun; he must have had his men and spies in most piers.

This explains why the Dongxing men were targeted as soon as they landed at the dock.

That's the root cause!
"Big sister, so, are you going to continue fighting now, or...?" Da Dong asked in return.

Shui Ling didn't mince words and said directly, "Let's go back first, regroup our forces, and fight again next year."

"I'm not afraid of losing, but I'm afraid of losing unjustly! This time we were careless and lost two good brothers, Liu Liang and Za Ba."

"The year we return to Hong Kong Island will be the day of our revenge."

"Big sister is right, after all, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake..." Upon hearing this, Wushang immediately agreed and gradually changed his tune.

Sihai hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have a Sihai Gang in Thailand, and I also have brothers on Taiwan. If possible, let's choose one now and set off."

"After we've rested and recuperated, we'll come back and wipe out that beautiful zither completely."

"That's right!"

"Let's fight again next year! Defeat Liang Zheng!"

The others echoed this sentiment.

Sitting next to Da Dong, Gu Huo Lun finally understood.

These desperados are ruthless, but not so stupid as to be brainless.

If you know you can't beat your opponent, why would you foolishly try to assassinate them?

That only proves how stupid you are.

After all, they didn't even realize that the people chasing them were all mid-level members of Hung Hing.

Only one person was appointed to a high-level leadership position.

And the girl they had been longing for, Liang Zheng, hadn't even seen her before they were beaten to a pulp...

Nan Zheng really didn't take them seriously, treating them like dogs on a leash.

Otherwise, they would have already hunted them down long ago.

With tens of thousands of members in the Hung Hing organization, how could they possibly not find any clues?

They probably want to take action later tonight.

This can help to deceive people.

This also indirectly shows that few people in Hung Hing really take the Tung Sing headquarters seriously.

"Big sister, if you want to leave, I can arrange a boat for you tonight," Da Dong said to Shui Ling and the others.

"As the saying goes, a wise man knows when to yield. As long as we can avoid their sharp edge, the best time to strike will be when Liang Zheng is weak."

“That’s right.” Shui Ling nodded, then added:
"Da Dong, you've worked hard this time... If you can't make it in Hong Kong, then come to the Netherlands."

"Dongxing would absolutely welcome you."

"Thank you, big sister!" Da Dong said, though he was overjoyed.

Without benefits and advantages, who would really help you?
He has now achieved his goal.

Before long, Shui Ling left with her people.

Before leaving, Shui Ling glanced towards the east, her eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

In reality, how could she not want to get rid of Liang Zheng?

They simply underestimated their opponent, otherwise they wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss.

The only option is to avoid direct confrontation.

It doesn't matter what others say to me; the most important thing right now is to protect myself.

However, as soon as Shui Ling got on the bus, she made a phone call to Da Dong.

"Big sister, someone wants you to answer the phone." Da Dong immediately went over.

"Huh? Who is it?" Shui Ling was completely confused, then picked up the phone.

"Hello, Dongxing Shuiling." A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

Shui Ling narrowed her eyes: "Who are you? How did you know I was in Da Dong?"

"You don't need to know this... but we all have a common enemy—Liang Zheng!"

Shui Ling's pupils immediately contracted.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Jiang Tianyang," Jiang Tianyang said with a smile, taking a puff of his cigar.

"Miss Shui Ling, would you be interested in coming to Taiwan to discuss a revenge plan?"

……

Nan Zheng got off the bus in Tin Shui Wai and bumped into Yao Wen leading Ah Ting towards her.

"Mr. Nan!"

"Master Nan!"

Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and nodded in response. Turning her head, she saw a group of over a hundred henchmen not far away, rubbing their fists together and cursing at a group of people.

He casually asked, "What happened?"

“That’s right. The ancestral hall that Camel used to belong to wasn’t his; he was just a member. So when they heard that all of us outsiders had been brought in, they all objected,” Yaowen said.

"Now we're going to try to reason with them."

"Reason? How are you going to reason with me?" Nan Zheng glanced at it and scoffed.
"What's the point of talking to a bunch of cow dung collectors? Just kill them."

"After all, they are just ordinary people, isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Yaowen clicked his tongue in surprise.

Nan Zheng's words revealed her ruthlessness.

If it were a normal person, they really wouldn't be able to accept it.

Nan Zheng didn't bother with any nonsense. She slowly walked up, smoking a cigarette. The hundreds of people from Hengji immediately made way for her and all greeted her respectfully.

Now they all know who the real financial backer behind Heng Kee is.

Naturally, we dared not be negligent.

"Who's the leader?" Nan Zheng glanced around. They were all from this village, dressed in all sorts of clothes, about twenty or thirty of them, carrying hoes and sickles, and looking fierce.

"I am the village chief here!" An old man came out with a cane and said angrily.

“I don’t care who you are, but if you’re not linked to a family tree, none of you can go in.”

"Do you really think our ancestral hall is a petting zoo, where any cat or dog can come in..."

boom!
Before the old man could finish speaking, a bullet entered his mouth and exited through the back of his head.

It blew open a huge hole, and blood splattered all over the people behind it.

The whole group was in an uproar.

He raised his hand and took down another one, then suddenly shoved the scalding barrel of his gun into the mouth of another somewhat prestigious middle-aged man: "Pet park? Cats and dogs? Who the hell are you looking down on?"

"You used to go to the mines with Camel a lot, didn't you? Now that Camel's dead, you've gotten bolder, haven't you? Hmm?" Nan Zheng raised her hand and patted the man's face, her expression contemptuous.
"You don't even know who I am? You don't even need to take me seriously?"

"Are you fucking tired of living?!"

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, his face filled with terror.

He truly didn't expect the other party to dare to fire, especially in broad daylight.

That bastard is incredibly audacious.

Nan Zheng then pointed the gun at the others: "Anyone else who disagrees? Tell me."

"I'm a very democratic person! I always welcome all kinds of opinions." The room fell silent, as if exchanging pleasantries.

To put it bluntly, they're called rural troublemakers; to put it more politely, they're local gentry and wealthy people.

To put it bluntly, none of them have a clean background.

These days, most of the ways to prosper are through the collaboration between villages and businesses, which then engage in flour production.

They used rural areas as their eyes and ears to sell their wares on a large scale.

The anti-drug squad has connections with the local police. Even if they don't, the village is only so big, and everyone knows who the outsiders are. They can find out by sending a few people to keep watch...

Therefore, making money by selling rice noodles in the Yuen Long area is basically a sure-fire way to make a fortune.

Because there is no risk involved.

Although the quality is much worse than that of other products on the market, the large quantity makes up for it.

This is how many businesses start these days.

It could be said that the reason this group was able to stop them wasn't just because of the ancestral hall issue, but more so because there were many shady things going on in the village...

But Nan Zheng didn't care about that.

"Nobody's talking? Then listen up, I'm only saying this once." Nan Zheng patted the terrified middle-aged man's head again and continued:

"I want to go in now. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

The middle-aged man nodded quickly, indicating that there were no problems this time.

The other villagers quickly echoed this sentiment.

“That’s more like it. If we had done this earlier, why would people have died? I, Liang Zheng, am the most reasonable person in the world. I always like to be kind to others.” Nan Zheng smiled and pulled out the gun barrel, wiped it on the middle-aged man’s shoulder, and then threw it to Yao Wen.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he said, "Go to the ancestral hall."

"Let's go!" Hundreds of people immediately marched in.

Seeing this, Yaowen was dumbfounded.

It only took a few minutes for a group of people to go from spewing nonsense to greeting each other with smiles.

Damn, now that's what you call being reasonable.

No wonder Nan Zheng can control everything; ordinary people can't learn such skills.

"Keep an eye on these old guys. If anyone tips them off or notifies the police... shoot them all dead! Leave no one alive."

These words were spoken without any attempt to conceal their meaning; they were said to their very faces.

Everyone looked at Nan Zheng with expressions of horror.

That bastard is absolutely lawless.

“No problem.” Yaowen had no choice but to agree. He originally wanted to proceed step by step, but Nanzheng obviously didn’t have that patience.

Soon Han Bin and Thirteen Sister arrived with their men. Nan Zheng asked them to maintain order before going inside.

Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, we immediately saw Ah Ting and his men searching high and low.

Then he came back and said, "Master Nan, there's nothing inside, just ancestral tablets and the like..."

"Dig up the underground and take a look," Nan Zheng said calmly, lighting a cigarette.

"Huh?" Ah Ting was dumbfounded.

"I asked you to dig in the mud, not to dig up someone's grave. Why are you reacting so strongly?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

This ancestral hall has obviously been renovated. Who knows, something might have been secretly hidden inside during the renovation without the villagers knowing.

Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense; Shui Ling came here late at night just to be here.

Sure enough, Ah Ting and his men dug with shovels for only a few minutes and found several wooden boxes in a shallow layer of soil.

They quickly had it moved out; it was very heavy.

There are three or four boxes in total.

I glanced at it and it looked about the length of a mahjong table and half the width.

"Open it and take a look," Nan Zheng said, lighting a cigarette, before slowly retreating behind the others.

He had no idea what was inside.

If it's a bomb... then step back a few steps; if someone dies, it'll be the person inside who dies first.

Nothing to worry about.

Ah Ting readily agreed, then used a shovel to pry open the boxes inside. After glancing at them, he exclaimed in surprise, "Master Nan, it's a batch of firearms!"

"As expected." Nan Zheng sneered, not at all surprised.

I went over to take a look and was surprised.

Because there is one grenade launcher in each box, four boxes mean four grenade launchers.

There are still dozens of reserve rounds.

"Damn, that's a really big spender!" Nan Zheng laughed and cursed.

But it's okay.

It's mine now.

Gangsters usually use black Star guns, or, for the more outrageous ones, the big circle guns, which are AKs.

Grenade launchers are considered amazing weapons here.

Shui Ling had already stuffed his mother's grenade launcher inside; no wonder he insisted on coming here.

If it were a real assassination, once you find the target's approximate location, a few dozen shots would turn the person into mincemeat.

"Dig up the ancestral hall again, inside and out, all the way around it... to see if there are any remaining items."

"Give me a definite answer later." Nan Zheng flicked out her cigarette butt and turned to leave.

"Okay, Boss Nan!" Ah Ting was still staring excitedly at the grenade launchers, touching and fiddling with them as if he had never seen anything like it before.

He had never seen this thing before.

After all, Hong Kong Island has always had very strict gun control, so how could you possibly have ever seen a grenade launcher?
Yaowen had never heard of it before, let alone him.

This isn't the Middle East.

……

"Mr. Nan, did you find anything?" Yaowen asked as he approached Nan Zheng.

He didn't know exactly what Nan Zheng was looking for, but showing her concern and care was fine.

“Found it,” Nan Zheng said calmly.

"Once we've searched everywhere, I'll have Ah Ting deliver everything to Tsim Sha Tsui in one go."

"Then restore the ancestral hall to its original state, and all that's left is to clean the floor."

"Leave this to me, no problem." Yaowen glanced at the bloodstains on the ground and nodded.

The two salted fish have already been taken away.

The remaining villagers stood there, trembling.

Very kind.

It no longer had its previous ferocious appearance.

“I have absolutely no interest in your flour mill… but if you don’t behave, I’ll send you and your flour mill to meet the camels, all in one go.” Nan Zheng glanced at them, then turned and got into the car.

These words sent a chill down Yaowen's spine.

A village can have at least several hundred people.

But upon closer reflection, it's clear that the gangsters in the Hung Hom Tunnel were all transported to Fei Ngo Shan in truckloads.

Does the King of Gangsters need another village?

After getting into the car, Nan Zheng called Han Bin over and asked directly, "Have you found any trace of Shui Ling and the others?"

"I heard they went to Saigon," Han Bin said. "It's hard to tell whether the information from my subordinates is true or not."

“After all, Saigon is too big, including several deserted islands. If they run over there, there’s no way we can catch them.”

"A bunch of idiots!" Nan Zheng sneered.

When international gangs come to Hong Kong Island, they're no longer international gangs; at best, they're just out-of-town thugs.

How do you fight against the local bullies?

They'd be driven to their deaths by sheer playfulness!

"Tonight, have Hung Hing send out half of their men to search the area at their leisure," Nan Zheng said with great interest.

"Either kick them out of Hong Kong Island and have them swim back to the Netherlands, or turn them into cured meat and pack them up and airlift them."

"I'd like to see how long they can hold out."

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Han Bin readily agreed, his gaze turning cold.

His younger brother, Dinosaur, was killed because of the people from Dongxing.

Now we have a chance for revenge.

Naturally, they wouldn't let it go either.

This is also why Nan Zheng called Han Bin over; enemies meeting are bound to be extremely hostile.

If it were any other person in charge, who knows if they would accept money from Tung Sing?

They dared not refute Nan Zheng, but that doesn't mean they didn't have their own agenda.

……

That very night, Ah Ting had eight boxes brought over.

"Master Nan, everything's taken care of."

"Eight cannons and a hundred bullets. It seems like half of them are unusable; I just tried them, and they all jammed."

"It's a grenade launcher! Or a cannon!" Nan Zheng laughed and cursed.

Ah Ting scratched his head.

However, jamming is normal. These days, no gun can be stored for more than a year and still work normally without warranty.

Yes, those were all repairs that had been reported in advance.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as the Russian AK.

That thing is truly impervious to water and fire.

However, there are four...

That's enough.

Nan Zheng wanted to use their guns to fight their people.

This is definitely going to be interesting.

It all depends on how well Han Bin's investigation goes.

At the same time, the phone rang.

"Hello?" Nan Zheng answered the phone lazily.

"It's me, Mr. Nan," a charming voice came from inside.

“It’s you, Miss Ding,” Nan Zheng asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Long time no see, Mr. Nan," Ding Yao said with a smile.

"It's been a long time."

The two sides haven't been in much contact recently. Back when MGM Entertainment was around, Ding Yao made a phone call to offer her condolences.

The main issue is that the Triads have also been having a difficult time in Taiwan recently.

They were attacked from multiple sides.

Everyone thinks women are easy to manipulate.

Otherwise, Ding Yao would definitely have come to Macau, since she is also a shareholder of MGM Entertainment.

"What's up with the call today?" Nan Zheng asked lazily.

"Can't I miss you?"

"Alright, then I'll come over and crush your butt! I knew you were asking for trouble the moment I heard that," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Ding Yao immediately became shy, then laughed and said, "Then I'm really looking forward to Mr. Nan's arrival..."

Then he asked, "Have the Ten Heroes of Water Spirit arrived in Hong Kong Island?"

"Oh, you even received the news?" Nan Zheng was somewhat surprised.

"It wasn't me who received the news, but a group of Thais recently came to Taiwan and established a gang called the Viper Gang. The person in charge is Jiang Tianyang, and he's the one who spread the news..."

Ding Yao explained the general situation.

The Sanlian Gang had planted a spy within Jiang Tianyang's ranks, which is why they received news that Jiang Tianyang wanted to cooperate with Shui Ling.

Shui Ling is located on Hong Kong Island.

Ding Yao wasn't stupid. After a little thought and checking what was happening in Hong Kong, she understood why the two sides would cooperate.

What Ding Yao didn't know was that the establishment of the Viper Gang was entirely due to Lei Fuhong.

She has even bigger trouble ahead of her.

Nan Zheng already knew about this; Uncle Kun from Thailand had informed him.

But there's no rush to talk about it now; we can have a more in-depth discussion when we go to Taiwan.

It's not too late.

"Shui Ling is really going to Taiwan? What a coincidence!" Nan Zheng sneered. "If she goes, I'll skin her alive."

"You didn't get rid of her? I thought Mr. Nan could help me solve this problem," Ding Yao said with a smile, clearly indicating that she and Shui Ling also had a falling out.

"There's nothing I can do, it's all my fault for being too awesome! I scared people so much they ran all over Hong Kong Island, and now I don't even know where they're hiding," Nan Zheng laughed.

"But it doesn't matter, we'll all be dead anyway."

Shui Ling came in a grand procession, but now she's hiding in fear.

If she doesn't show herself, who knows where she can hide?

Hong Kong Island isn't ours to begin with.

Even if it were your own, it's impossible to find these few people all at once; it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But it doesn’t matter.

If we can't find anyone on Hong Kong Island, we can deal with them all together on Taiwan Island.

He hadn't forgotten his grudge against Jiang Tianyang, so he took care of him all at once.

"Mr. Nan, I'm really looking forward to your arrival. Welcome to the king-size bed!"

"Trying to seduce me like this? I'm afraid you won't be able to get off the ship for three days!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly.

He discovered that Ding Yao was a true sadist.

And it's not your average S.

It's the kind of thing where you can have sex anytime, anywhere, and you want to have sex with someone over the phone before you're done.

……

Meanwhile, in the outlying islands area, three or four speedboats quickly landed at a pier, and more than thirty men in black disembarked.

They all had expressionless faces, and their hands were covered in calluses.

Anyone in the know can tell at a glance that these are all seasoned gun wielders.

Immediately afterwards, people began carrying the goods, box by box, onto the ground.

However, before they could finish delivering the goods, the woods in front of them suddenly burst into flames.

Gunfire erupted immediately afterward.

Caught off guard, the men in black were knocked down and thrown to the ground, their chests exploding with puffs of blood mist.

Some, sensing the danger, turned pale and jumped into the water.

However, no sooner had they jumped in than someone rushed onto the airship that was docked at the shore, holding an AK and firing continuously at the sea.

Turning my head again, I saw that most of the thirty-odd men were lying on the ground.

Almost all of them were on the verge of death.

Ten minutes later, several veterans pulled back three or four men in black who had fled into the deep forest.

They were all shot in the head.

Several more people surfaced from the sea, each clutching a corpse.

"Brother Bu, everything on the ground is done."

"Take out the three at sea, but the last one is entangled and can't be pulled up."

One by one, the veterans came up to report.

Only then did Butonglin lazily jump out of the car, hands in his pockets, look at the corpses on the ground, and chuckle: "All Eastern Europeans? Looks like they're definitely from the Netherlands."

He then turned to look at the old soldiers in the sewers:

"Just kill them all, ignore the rest. Bury the rest."

"Keep things clean."

"No problem!" The others nodded in agreement; there were about fifteen people in total.

There were also seven or eight men with guns propped up in the tree.

It was clearly an ambush that had been planned in advance.

Butonglin had been keeping an eye on things here for a while. Although he didn't know if the Netherlands would come to support Shuiling, he was certain that if they did, they would land in the outlying islands first.

After all, this was the only place that Hung Hing had basically not touched.

It's too desolate.

Even if it were Butonglin who came to assassinate him, he would still choose to land in this place.

I only took a small gamble tonight, but I didn't expect to win.

I originally planned to keep an eye on it for a couple more days.

Watching the group quickly clean up the mess, Abu thought for a moment and then said, "After you've taken care of them, take a piss to get rid of the smell, and then keep an eye on things."

"I want to see if there's any follow-up."

"Brother Bu, the Dutch have over thirty people, and they've all been riddled with bullets. There shouldn't be any more, right?" one person couldn't help but ask.

“Who knows?” Abu scoffed.

"If Shui Ling is running away and we need to board the ship here, that would be a pleasant surprise!"

……

Meanwhile, at Huoshizhou.

Wu Shang made several phone calls, his face turning somewhat grim as he looked at Shui Ling: "Big sister, we can't get through to Mao Sha and the others by phone."

"Damn it!" Shui Ling cursed.

Cat litter refers to the group of people that Abu ambushed in the outlying island area earlier.

“Just half an hour ago, I was on the phone with Cat Litter. He said he was coming to the outlying islands soon… Now it seems he was ambushed as soon as he got there.” Wushang’s expression was grim and uncertain.

The expressions of the others were even more unpleasant.

Even in such a vast and desolate area as the outlying islands, Hung Hing managed to ambush its members.

If that's the case, then Nan Zheng's strength is truly beyond everyone's imagination.

Their idea of ​​coming to Hong Kong Island to seek revenge was incredibly stupid.

Not only did they not see Nan Zheng in person, they were even chased and killed as soon as they landed...

Compared to the cat litter cats who die as soon as they land, the water spirits are obviously much luckier.

"I have an idea now, that is, Liang Zheng never took us seriously at all, but instead treated us like dogs, deliberately not killing us, deliberately keeping us around to play with!" Wu Shang said through gritted teeth, hating Nan Zheng to the extreme.

He'd been in the workforce for so many years, and this was the first time he'd ever experienced such humiliation.

"How long until Jiang Tianyang's ship arrives?" Shui Ling asked, taking a deep breath.

Originally, she wanted to conserve her strength and take the cat litter group to Taiwan as well.

In hindsight, they had miscalculated.

Nan Zheng was ruthless; she left no one alive among the dozens of people.

"I estimate about half an hour more," Sihai behind him said after a moment's thought.

"My Four Seas Gang and the Viper Gang will come to Firestone Island to meet us. There won't be any problems."

"That's fine then." Shui Ling clenched her fists, her face expressionless, but she was actually trying her best to suppress her anger.

She had never wanted to kill anyone so much.

Yet, I felt utterly powerless.

If Liang Zheng doesn't leave Hong Kong Island, Shui Ling really has no way to deal with it.

Si Hai thought for a moment and then said, "Let's leave Hong Kong Island first and go to Taiwan first."

“Once we get there, Liangzheng will no longer pose a threat to us.”

Sihai is a person who takes things easy; if he can win, he fights; if he can't, he runs away.

Including the idea of ​​rendezvous at Firestone Island, it was also his idea to ensure that Hung Hing couldn't find the place.

Firestone Island is the most remote and desolate island in Saigon.

They're hiding here, and Nan Zheng really has no way to deal with them.

But...

It was clearly Shui Ling who came to assassinate Nan Zheng, but now Shui Ling is the one trying to avoid Nan Zheng like the plague.

How did the direction become like this?
Who killed whom?

At the same time, Han Bin led more than 500 men directly to the headquarters of the Dongying Society and fought a fierce battle with more than 300 people.

Upon seeing Han Bin charging forward with a machete and slashing down three or four enemies, Da Dong was furious and said irritably, "Binny Tiger, what are you up to?"

"What the hell? I should be asking you that!" Han Bin sneered, hacking down two more men in front of him, and shouted back:

"Hand over Shui Ling and the others to me, or I'll skin you alive tonight."

"What do you mean by 'plump' or 'not plump'? I don't know." Da Dong gritted his teeth in anger.

"Shui Ling disappeared as soon as she arrived in Saigon, and then there was no trace of her... You're also from Tung Sing, if you say that Shui Ling and the others' disappearance has nothing to do with you, even a dog wouldn't believe it!" Han Bin scoffed.

With another wave of his hand, he raised his sword and pointed it at Da Dong:

"Since he won't talk, brothers, chop him up! Make Shui Ling come out here herself."

(End of this chapter)