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

Chapter 246 "235" Do you really think I need evidence to do things?

He Min spent almost the entire day shopping in Taichung, carrying lots of bags, and finally returned to the StarWorld Hotel around 6 or 7 p.m. in a great mood.

They didn't move; they stayed at the same hotel where Nan Zheng had stayed before.

It's just that I moved to a different suite.

When Nan Zheng stepped outside and saw the goods loaded onto the truck, she was immediately astonished: "Wow, what the hell are you doing?"

"Shopping, of course," He Min said with a grin.

"Shopping? If outsiders saw this, they'd think you moved your entire Hong Kong Island home here," Nan Zheng scolded irritably, looking pained.

Why the hell do you need a truck to transport what you're buying?

Pure spendthrift women.

Abu and Tian Yangen were also leaning against the wall, taking deep breaths, looking like they had just survived a disaster.

They were all clearly exhausted.

I've never seen a woman walk so fast.

It really has four more legs than a pig during the Lunar New Year.

Abu finally understood why his boss hadn't gone to accompany He Min; it was because he had witnessed how formidable the other party was and was taking emergency precautions!

Damn it, without any experience, these two in-laws are the biggest danger when there's no real danger.

I was almost exhausted.

“What do you know? I bought an apartment in a prime location in Taichung. These are the furniture.” He Min pointed to the truck.

He then added, "The rest of the items make up less than one-tenth."

"I've already been very conscientious."

"You're using my money, of course you're being conscientious," Nan Zheng cursed, and He Min immediately came over with a grin.

"As the old saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. If you ever get killed or become a wanted criminal, you'll need a place to stay when you come to Taiwan, right? I'm helping you settle down in advance."

"A small villa, only a few million or eight million, do you really need that much?" He Min's eyes darted around, and she said softly:

"By the way, I used your card."

"grass……"

Nan Zheng felt like she'd been fucked.

No wonder she can buy both furniture and a house...

However, it must be said that whether He Min had good foresight or good luck, buying a house in this day and age was the best thing that could have happened.

Between 84 and 86, housing prices in Taiwan remained relatively stable, meaning they neither rose nor fell.

After 86, housing prices in Taiwan experienced a qualitative leap, with an average annual increase of 60%, which was even more alarming than in Hong Kong.

Therefore, if He Minzhen really bought the villa worth ten million, its value would multiply several times in a few years.

Nan Zheng glanced at He Min, who was shaking her head and swaying her breasts, looking like a complete idiot. She didn't seem like someone who knew anything about investing or managing money.

It was just good luck at best.

"I bought it, so I bought it. My business partner's business is also located in Taipei, Taiwan, so it's just right," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"That's more like it!" He Min giggled and kissed Nan Zheng before turning and going upstairs.

"I'm going to take a shower first. If I'm free later, I'll take you to see the villa."

"Your face is covered in drool." Nan Zheng touched her face and couldn't help but complain, then chuckled:

"Going to see a villa so late at night? Is that all there are? Be careful you don't get shot dead!"

"Is it chaotic here?" Tian Yangsheng asked from behind.

"You're a mercenary, and you've never been here before?" Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways.

Tian Yangsheng shook his head: "No. We usually do our work in Southeast Asia or the Middle East. We rarely come to this area, and the same goes for South Korea."

"Then you should know about the US, right? Taiwan's level of chaos is comparable to the US. There's a brawl every three days and a gunfight every five days, spreading to every city on the island... tsk tsk, especially in the gangs, it's even worse." Nan Zheng said with a smile.

In the United States today, due to racial discrimination, shootings occur even in broad daylight.

At night, most of the fighting was caused by gangs.

The most significant problem was naturally the impoverished areas occupied by Black people, where internal strife was rampant.

The situation is no different on the island. Hundreds of shops that have branched out from corner shops are fighting each other over business.

If it weren't for the unity of these small groups, with several gangs forming alliances to fight against another alliance, thus achieving a delicate balance...

It is estimated that Taiwan today is no less impressive than the Golden Triangle.

The era of black gold, huh?

"The proliferation of guns in Taiwan is largely due to historical issues. Of course, some higher-ups are deliberately letting it out to make money, since they can't control it anyway. They might as well let their cronies sell guns openly and make a fortune," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"Did you get the tools sorted out?"

“Of course it’s all taken care of.” Abu nodded, then added:

"I've put all the stuff in the car. You can take it anytime you need it."

"No rush," Nan Zheng said directly. "Give it to Tian Yangsheng and the others, and let them have it first."

"I have plenty of tools of my own."

Abu nodded.

He was aware that Nan Zheng might be hiding a gun in her sleeve.

I heard Gao Jin and the others mention it once before.

Therefore, it's not surprising that Nan Zheng said she didn't need any tools.

……

Meanwhile, inside Master Hong's villa, Che Baoshan's expression was gloomy and uncertain.

Shui Ling sat opposite her, her expression changing rapidly as she kept smoking.

After a moment of silence, Master Hong looked at the two of them and weighed his cane: "Han Bin said he's going to Fengmanlou, so are you going or not?"

"Jiang Tianyang has been arrested now, most likely because he wants to negotiate a peace deal... otherwise, he would have been killed long ago."

"The difficulty now is that we have absolutely no idea what Hung Hing is really up to," Che Baoshan, a smart man, said directly.
"If it were just about money, that would be fine. But don't forget, this time only Binny Tiger was involved; the biggest one didn't show up."

"You mean, Liang Zheng?" Master Hong asked, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

“That’s right.” Che Baoshan nodded: “If it were just about making money, Hung Hing could have just sent a few people to Taiwan. But this time, it was Liang Zheng who came in person.”

"I'm scared. They're after Tianyang's life, not just money."

More than anything, they want to wipe us all out, including you.

Che Baoshan then pointed at Shui Ling, whose expression turned even more unpleasant.

Shui Ling is considered a prodigy in the Netherlands; she's certainly not stupid, and is far smarter than Che Baoshan.

She had already guessed that this would happen.

What's more frightening isn't Liang Zheng, but the internal situation.

If Master Hung and Che Baoshan were to turn their backs and betray the people of Tung Sing, that would be the most outrageous thing ever...

They're fighting amongst themselves before the battle even starts!
However, it is clear that even though Shui Ling is just an outsider, neither Master Hong nor Che Baoshan had this intention.

At least Dutch East Star is backing them up.

"I've already called Lin Yi. My people will arrive the day after tomorrow... Taiwan isn't as strict as Hong Kong, so as long as we wait for the right time, hundreds of gunmen will be there to support us."

"After that, what's there to be afraid of, Liang Zheng?" Shui Ling said to the two of them. This was the source of her confidence and strength in cooperating with Jiang Tianyang.

However, he died before he could achieve his goal.

“But the negotiations start tomorrow, there’s simply no time.” Che Baoshan took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions and anger in his heart, and shook his head again:

"It seems I'll have to go to Taipei."

“I’ll give you men,” Boss Hong said.

"I've said it before, whatever it takes to deal with Liang Zheng, you can have the money and the person you want."

"I'll give you thirty gunmen in case the Triads and Hung Hing suddenly act recklessly and kill you, and I'll also give you a few hand grenades..."

If anything unexpected happens, do your best to protect your brother Tianyang.

In Master Hong's eyes, Che Baoshan was just a henchman; Jiang Tianyang was the more important one.

Because his influence and business in Thailand are unmatched by any other underworld figure.

Doing business in Bangkok, the capital, is the kind where you make a fortune no matter what you do.

Therefore, Master Hong would definitely protect Jiang Tianyang.

Che Baoshan understood this principle and nodded expressionlessly.

At this moment, Shui Ling also said, "Since you have all sent people, there is no reason for me not to send any."

"I've sent Wushang with his men to help. If a conflict breaks out, he'll be there to save you immediately."

"But remember, don't get into a conflict with the Sanlian Gang. Fengmanlou is in Taipei, within Ding Yao's sphere of influence, and we can't afford to mess with them."

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng was dragged by He Min to see the villa they had just bought.

It's a ready-made, brand-new house. The previous owner used it as an investment property, so he never lived in it. But it's been renovated, so you can move in as soon as you bring the furniture.

"Damn, how did you find the connections to buy this thing?" Nan Zheng went inside for a look around and then came out, taking another stroll around the courtyard.
"It's alright. It's three stories high, with a courtyard and parking lot, and there's a reservoir across the street."

"It would be nice to come here to retire and enjoy my old age."

"With your profession, you think you can retire? You're lucky if you don't get chopped to pieces," He Min muttered, then turned around and was slapped on the back of the head by Nan Zheng.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." He Min touched her head, completely dazed. How could her ears be so sharp?
"Don't talk bad about me behind my back anymore, I'm the reincarnation of the Six-Eared Macaque!"

"I'm leaving this place to you. Just tell Abu what needs to be done, and let Tian Yang'en protect you," Nan Zheng instructed. He Min nodded.

I went out for another look and found that there was a shopping mall across the street, as well as many snack and food stalls.

It comes fully equipped.

Nan Zheng suspected that He Min bought the villa because she was interested in the convenience of shopping right outside her door.

A moment later, Nan Zheng had breakfast with her people and then went to the headquarters of the Sanlian Gang.

It's not far, only about a ten-minute walk.

The main base is Lei Gong's luxurious villa, which Ding Yao has now set up as the main hall.

Anyway, there's no point in people dying.

Making the most of what we have is enough.

After parking the car and going inside, I saw more than a dozen uncles smoking and cursing, while Ding Yao, who was in the lead, remained silent.

"Mr. Nan!" As soon as Nan Zheng entered the door, Ke Zhihua immediately stood up to greet her.

An uncle looked up and glanced at him. "Old Hua, why are you getting so friendly over here? Are you having an affair with him?"

“Mr. Nan is a prominent figure in Hong Kong, so naturally I have to greet him,” Ke Zhihua said matter-of-factly. His cousin, Chicken, was also in Hung Hing, so logically he would be closer to Nan Zheng.

Ding Yao also smiled and stood up. Nan Zheng slowly glanced at everyone and sneered, "A bunch of old bastards? Not a single young man in the Sanlian Gang? Or are they all dead?"

"Damn it! What are you talking about? When Lin Bei was building his empire, you were still a tadpole."

"Fuck your mother, Liang Zheng, I know you're tough, but this isn't Hong Kong Island!"

"To be so arrogant even in the heart of the Sanlian Gang's headquarters, Liang Zheng, you're really something."

Many people reacted immediately, cursing and swearing, but most expressed disdain and sarcasm.

After all, the way of doing things is different in Taiwan and Hong Kong. The former is also much larger in scale and is the local power, so naturally it has nothing to fear.

One of the white-haired elders said calmly, "Liangzheng, I heard you asked Miss Ding to meet with us? Tell me, what are your thoughts?"

“I know you have a deal with Miss Ding. But it’s certain that Young Master Lei will return to the Sanlian Gang to take charge, so don’t expect us to back down,” another person said directly, unmoved by either soft or hard tactics.

Nan Zheng slowly sat down in Ding Yao's seat, tapped the table, and sneered, "You old bastards, you really have a lot of nerve, trying to intimidate me as soon as you walk in..."

"But who told you I was here to talk to you?"

"What do you mean?" the white-haired old man asked, squinting his eyes.

They assumed Nan Zheng had come to secure Ding Yao's position and would bribe them or promise them benefits and advantages; they had no other intentions...

Since Lei Fuhong didn't return and Ding Yao was still the gang leader, they would naturally give him face.

These old guys are both strict and lenient.

But frankly speaking, if Ding Yao were a man, none of this would have happened today.

"My point is simple: after today, Ding Yao will be the leader of the Sanlian Gang... today and tomorrow, who agrees, who disagrees?" Nan Zheng glanced at the others, her face full of contempt.
"The Sanlian Gang is so big, and you guys are still thinking about Lei Fuhong, that idiot? Does the Sanlian Gang belong to you or to the Lei family? Huh?"

If dogs were as loyal as you guys, I'd want to adopt several!

"Liangzheng, I'm very curious, why are you so bold? How dare you curse us in our own territory?" The white-haired old man laughed instead of getting angry, clearly he was the leader of this group.

"What, you want to know?" Nan Zheng tilted her head and looked at him.

"Guess if I want to know... Ah!" Nan Zheng grabbed the other person's right arm and pressed it onto the table. Suddenly, a knife appeared in her hand, and she stabbed him fiercely.

A scream was heard at that moment.

"Let me guess? Nobody in Hong Kong can let me guess, nobody in Taiwan, nobody in the whole of Southeast Asia!" Nan Zheng raised her hand and overturned the table, her eyes flashing with a fierce light. She pulled out her gun and fired three shots, knocking the white-haired old man to the ground.

Tian Yangsheng and his men quickly drew their guns and fired without saying a word.

A fierce battle was about to erupt.

Pots and pans shattered and crashed all over the hall, and blood splattered in the air.

Most of the dozen or so uncles collapsed immediately, their cries of agony echoing through the air.

They were originally brought here by Ding Yao, and this was where the Sanlian Gang held meetings, so they didn't bring any guns at all.

Even if they had brought it, they wouldn't have been able to react in time to Nan Zheng's sudden attack.

After all, they're all old bones; even masturbating is a struggle for them.

Not to mention shooting.

Especially since the place was so small, Nan Zheng, hiding behind the table, fired several shots, knocking down two people, and the hall became completely quiet.

The gunshots vanished instantly.

"Boss, it's done," Tian Yangsheng said. He and the others didn't move; their marksmanship and ability to strike first gave them great confidence.

"How about it? Am I awesome or not?" Nan Zheng then got up and turned to look at Du Dingyao behind her, casually tossing the black star over to her.

“Alright! Mr. Nan.” Ding Yao smiled, then her gaze turned cold, and she first shot and killed the white-haired old man who was on the verge of death on the ground.

The others, who were still breathing, felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this.

Damn it, the leader of the Sanlian Gang is helping outsiders kill his own members?

However, before they could even speak, Ding Yao had emptied her Black Star bullets and then pulled out a gun from her bag, killing them one by one.

His eyes grew increasingly ruthless with murderous intent.

In less than a minute, all of the dozen or so uncles in the hall were gone.

All that remained were their terrified expressions and eyes, testifying to their fear and despair.

Ke Zhihua hid under the table in the corner, watching this scene, trembling with fear.

"Ke Zhihua." Nan Zheng turned around and beckoned with her finger, her face beaming.

He had just seen it, and the guy immediately retreated to a corner, thus narrowly escaping disaster.

Ke Zhihua forced a smile, stood up trembling, and stammered, "Mr. Nan..."

"Don't be so scared, I'm not a bad person." Nan Zheng put her arm around his shoulder and laughed.

Then he pointed to the mess on the ground:
"By the way, do you know how these people died?"

"Mr. Nan, should I know?" Ke Zhihua said with a wry smile.

“Of course!” Nan Zheng nodded.

"It was that bastard Lei Fuhong who did it. He wanted to rejoin the Sanlian Gang but couldn't reach an agreement, so he just killed all his uncles..."

Tsk tsk, look at this person, how heartless and inhuman!
And yet, so many people within your Sanlian Gang still support him?

Are they all stupid?

"Whether they're stupid or not doesn't matter anymore. Because they're all dead now," Ke Zhihua couldn't help but say.

He understood what that meant then.

We must completely elevate Ding Yao to the pinnacle of the Sanlian Gang.

In reality, there's no need to help them, because all of these people are dead, and after that, it will definitely be Ding Yao's world.

However, without the old man Ke Zhihua, things would have been a bit more complicated.

Nan Zheng snapped her fingers, and Tian Yangsheng pulled Lei Fuhong, whose arms and legs had been broken, over.

Lei Fuhong looked at the blood on the ground and his eyes widened in shock.

Then she saw her father's driver and confidant, Ke Zhihua, laughing and joking with Nan Zheng...

He was so angry that he started cursing.

However, it didn't make a sound at all; all it made was the sound of "aba aba".

Seeing Lei Fuhong's empty mouth, Ke Zhihua felt like his skull was about to explode.

That's really too ruthless.

“Come on, see Young Master Lei off. After that, do as I say.” Nan Zheng waved her hand again, and Tian Yangsheng immediately handed her a gun.

Tian Yangyi pulled out a gun from behind and stared at Ke Zhihua.

If he dares to move his hand and point at the wrong person, he'll be the first to die...

“Mr. Nan, do you think anyone within the Sanlian Gang will believe this? Young Master Lei is a college student, how could he possibly dare to carry a gun?”

"Whether anyone believes me or not is not important. What's important is that if I say it's true, then it has to be true! What do you think?" Nan Zheng looked at Ke Zhihua with a smile.

Do you really think I need evidence to do things?
At worst, we can just kill them all again.

Ke Zhihua's expression darkened. He now understood why he had escaped unscathed—he had been deliberately left behind.

Faced with Ding Yao's fierce gaze, Ke Zhihua gritted his teeth and fired three or four shots at Lei Fuhong.

Bang bang bang!
The person was instantly riddled with holes.

"Ke Zhihua, from now on, you'll be my driver." A moment later, seeing Lei Fuhong completely dead, Ding Yao's expression changed, and she smiled.

Ke Zhihua felt that Ding Yao was no less ruthless than Nan Zheng, and was even more vicious. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Thank you, thank you, Miss Ding, thank you, Mr. Nan."

"No need to thank me. Apart from Ding Yao, you are the second-in-command of the Sanlian Gang. You deserve it!" Nan Zheng patted Ke Zhihua's shoulder with a smile.

In reality, even without the connection to Chicken, he would have had to kill the other party anyway.

However, now that Ke Zhihua is so sensible, Ding Yao needs an elder to assist her.

It was a barely passable result.

"Why isn't anyone coming from outside?" Nan Zheng then looked at Ding Yao and asked.

He had sensed something was wrong a long time ago.

"I've already taken care of everything. Now everyone outside is one of my people," Ding Yao said with a smile.

"Besides, there's a shooting range right behind this manor. Who would know in advance whether it's for killing or shooting practice?"

Nan Zheng nodded, "That's something you did well."

(End of this chapter)