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

Chapter 249 "238" Who Do You Think You Are? (A 10,000-word compilation)
In a suburban area, Che Baoshan tumbled and crawled down a hillside, constantly looking back as he fled in panic, his whole body trembling with fear.

Behind them, there were constant shouts of fighting and killing. When they encountered dense bushes, the pursuing gunmen would fire a burst of bullets without hesitation.

It was smashed to pieces.

They were afraid someone might be hiding inside.

It was under these circumstances that Che Baoshan managed to carve out a way to survive; had he been any slower, he would have been riddled with bullets.

However, just as he got up, an arm suddenly grabbed his collar.

Che Baoshan was taken aback, but he was quick. He grabbed the arm and turned around, about to throw the opponent over his shoulder and choke him!

However, his opponent was also a formidable fighter, and he immediately raised his knee and pressed it against Che Baoshan's waist, rendering him completely immobile.

"It's me!" Just as Che Baoshan was about to fight to the death, a familiar voice rang out.

"Wushang?" Che Baoshan suddenly turned his head and looked at the disheveled Wushang in disbelief.

Back at the restaurant, as soon as the gunfight broke out, Che Baoshan immediately ran away.

He simply hadn't expected Han Bin to be so unruly.

He pulled out his weapon during the negotiations.

He came to ransom people, not to fight, so he didn't bring any weapons.

Unexpectedly, Wushang had somehow managed to slip out.

They were even one step ahead of me...

"Don't speak!" Wushang raised his hand to signal silence, then leaned close to the cold mountainside, with Che Baoshan immediately following behind.

The footsteps above grew closer, and their hearts pounded even harder.

It's getting more and more urgent, more and more tense.

"They can't have gone far, keep chasing!" Several gunmen stood on the hillside gazing into the dark night, then quickly led their men away.

A heavy rain fell on the island, and a night fog rolled in, which allowed them to barely escape disaster.

"Phew..." Just as Che Baoshan was about to breathe a sigh of relief after everyone dispersed, Wushang tightly covered his mouth.

Che Baoshan was taken aback, not understanding why.

"It seems they really aren't here. Let's go." After a while, Wang Jianjun's voice slowly drifted back from above.

Che Baoshan's scalp was tingling!

If he had made even the slightest noise, he probably would have been beaten to death.

That's fucking cunning.

They're actually playing a two-in-one-out game.

A few minutes later, Wushang slowly got up from the wet and cold mud. His movements were slow and quiet.

Then he turned to look up the hillside, and this time there really was no one there.

Wang Jianjun and the others left.

*Snap!* Wushang collapsed to the ground, his hand trembling as he lit a cigarette and began to smoke it, his fingers shaking slightly.

He casually gave Che Baoshan another one:
"They're gone."

"How did you know they hadn't left? Just now," Che Baoshan couldn't help but ask, still shaken by the experience.

After all, the two sides were only one meter apart. If there was any movement, they could jump down and see the two people clinging to the bottom of the hillside...

Unarmed, they are destined to be targets.

"Hunters often appear as prey. Sister Shui Ling taught us that... Of course, we often toy with our prey like that too." Wu Shang exhaled a cloud of mist and slowly said:

"When you're out in the game, never underestimate anyone! Otherwise, you'll suffer a terrible fate."

"I've learned something." Che Baoshan gave Wushang a deep look.

This guy is no good either.

Otherwise, how would I know about this?

Which Wang Jianjun would understand this tactic? It's clearly the vigilance of a soldier, going back and forth, planting needles everywhere.

To put it bluntly, they have people watching them not only on this hillside, but also in other places.

Only after waiting for a long time and finding no movement will they evacuate the people from a place...

The Ten Heroes of Water Spirits are different. They know where their prey is but pretend not to, and then enjoy the fearful look in their prey's eyes before carrying out their slaughter...

These people are all inhuman!

Che Baoshan had heard Jiang Tianyang tell the story of the great demon Shui Ling more than once.

Of course, the same applies to the supreme.

He even eats his own daughter.

But this was a matter of life and death, and he couldn't care less about anything else.

If he had any bottom line or principles, Che Baoshan would probably be dead by now.

He's no good either.

"By the way, where are Sister Shuiling and the others? Did they escape?" Che Baoshan took a few deep drags on his cigarette before finally calming down and asking.

"If they all come out, then we'll meet up with Master Hong and see what to do then."

"My eldest sister is dead," Wushang said calmly, then took out the crushed mobile phone.

"Sihai just called me. He escaped, along with Yu Ba. The rest of the Ten Heroes are all dead..."

Che Baoshan's soul trembled.

Almost the entire pot was wiped out!

It's important to understand that the Ten Heroes of Water Spirit are top fighters who have dominated the entire Netherlands and are also very famous in Southeast Asia, having been renowned for over a decade.

Pirates at sea would avoid them if they saw them, which shows their influence.

However, this group of people, who had never even met Liang Zheng, were easily taken down by a few of her henchmen...

And they died silently.

Even Che Baoshan only found out now.

Che Baoshan felt a chill run down his spine. Could he really defeat someone as ruthless as Liang Zheng?

Can Tianyang really be saved?

But if he really gave up like this, Che Baoshan himself wouldn't be willing to accept it...

"Che Baoshan, just consider Jiang Tianyang dead. Your elder brother is dead, and my elder sister is dead too. There's no point in thinking about it now..." Seemingly sensing Che Baoshan's inner turmoil, Wushang said directly:

"Go back to Kaohsiung first and find help. Nothing else matters; my life is the most important thing."

"If you can't even save your own life, then no one can save you."

Che Baoshan's expression was very complicated.

The Ten Heroes of Shuiling had never even seen Liang Zheng before almost all of them were wiped out in one fell swoop.

Isn't Che Baoshan the same?

At this moment, there is no other way but to follow the supreme order.

……

“Sihai, Yu Ba, Wushang, Che Baoshan… Apart from these four, the rest are all dead.”

"It just so happens that fog has rolled in, and these guys have scattered. They're still in the mountains, and we can't find them," Wang Jianjun said as he returned to the city and made a phone call.

"Well done," Nan Zheng said calmly, her mood much better.

Of the original eleven members of the Water Spirit Ten Heroes, only three remain today.

Apart from Che Baoshan, almost all of Jiang Tianyang's close associates were also killed.

There are only four or five left in total.

Nan Zheng thought it would be more fun to play a squid game.

Take your time and slaughter them slowly.

"For the rest, just have someone keep an eye on Kaohsiung. Maybe we can find some who slipped through the net," Nan Zheng added.

"I'll go over there in a few days and shut them down completely. What you need to do now is clean up the mess, finish things up, and go home to masturbate."

“No problem,” Wang Jianjun said.

Just as I hung up the phone, a bald, middle-aged man in a suit walked over.

"Brother Jun."

"Ah Hai? Miss Ding asked you to do something?" Wang Jianjun asked. As a bodyguard sent by Nan Zheng to Ding Yao's side, he naturally knew about the bald man.

He possesses exceptional martial arts skills and his fighting ability is top-notch.

Damn it, it's another one that Wang Jianjun can't beat.

Aside from being a bit cowardly and afraid of death, this person has almost no flaws.

My personality is the "Taibao" type; I get along with everyone.

This kind of person is the coolest.

Human relationships and social interactions can be incredibly complex and deceitful!

“Yes.” Mediterranean nodded with a smile: “The gang leader said I’m bored out of my mind all day long, and since Brother Jun has something to do, he asked me to help out.”

"Brother Jun, is there anything I can do?"

"Stop flattering me. Don't think I don't know who you are," Wang Jianjun said with a laugh.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then let's do something, get someone to clean up the floor. We'll have a smoke, then head back."

“No problem.” Mediterranean readily agreed, and then sent someone to clean the floor at Huamanlou.

Wang Jianjun then asked, "This matter has caused such a big fuss tonight, could it be that someone higher up wants a scapegoat to take the blame?"

"Don't worry, our Sanlian Gang is one of the top gangs in Taipei. We can handle these small matters," the Mediterranean man said, patting his chest.

"Is this a small matter?" Wang Jianjun was extremely surprised. He knew very well what kind of damage he had done to the area around Fengmanlou; there were bullet holes all over the ground.

"You just don't know. A while ago, there was a big battle in the corner, they even used bombs, and several venues were blown to smithereens. Then they spent money on those councilors, chatting and eating and drinking all night... In the end, didn't they still manage to settle everything?"
They voluntarily allow firearms and voluntarily collect money, so why would they care?

"At most, it'll just be a self-punishment of three drinks," the Mediterranean man said, taking a drag of his cigarette.

Wang Jianjun nodded.

At that time, he was working in Southeast Asia, helping the Sanlian Gang establish a branch, and he didn't see it in person.

Now that I've heard about this for the second time, it must be true.

"It seems this place is really different from Hong Kong Island." Wang Jianjun became excited again.

"This is the place where I can truly shine!"

He has absolutely no desire to return to Hong Kong Island.

Damn it, there's a bunch of lunatics in Tsim Sha Tsui.

I can't beat them in a fight, and I can't win an argument with them either. It's so damn embarrassing.

……

Meanwhile, Che Baoshan and Wushang returned to Kaohsiung overnight and finally met Master Hong in a villa on a hilltop in the wealthy district.

The two quickly recounted what had happened.

Just then, Sihai and Yu Ba returned looking disheveled and covered in dust.

Upon seeing this, Master Hong's expression became even more gloomy and uncertain.

He had actually known the general situation half an hour earlier.

Originally, Master Hong thought that all of Jiang Tianyang and Shui Ling's men were dead.

They were still thinking of going directly to negotiate peace.

It seems that it is not possible now.

Because Master Hong knew very well that with such a big incident tonight and so many leaders dead, neither Thailand nor the Netherlands would let it go.

If it's someone like Master Hong who takes the lead and is the first to try to make peace, neither side will let him off the hook.

Because when you're out in the game, morale is everything. The nail that sticks out gets hammered down, so we need someone to be sacrificed as a flag bearer.

That's what can truly inspire everyone.

"Master Hong, you don't actually want to back out of the fight, do you?" Wushang noticed Master Hong's agitation and narrowed his eyes as he spoke.

"Don't forget, you also lost more than half of your men tonight. If you just let this go, can you swallow your anger?"

"The Triads are not to be trifled with, Hung Hing is not to be trifled with... but we Thais and Dutch are no pushovers either."

“Jiang Tianyang and Shui Ling are most likely dead, which has made us irreconcilable enemies! Master Hong, what are your thoughts now?” Wushang stared at Master Hong and asked directly, without wasting any words.

These words are clearly an attempt to force the emperor to resign.

If you align yourself with us, that's fine. We'll take down Liang Zheng, and we'll all share the spoils. You'll still be the boss of Kaohsiung.

But what if you have other ideas...

Even without people from Thailand and the Netherlands, the four of us alone could take you down right now!

“Supreme Lord, you really have a big mouth! When did it become your place to spout nonsense here?” Hong Ye’s leader, Billy, stepped forward and cursed.

Wushang glanced at him and said, "Kid, when did it become your place to spout nonsense here?"

"It's just a dog, behave yourself! Don't force me to skin you alive and use you for hot pot."

"I'm extremely angry right now."

"I'll fucking see how strong you really are!" Billy was furious. He took a step forward, but Qimeng raised her hand to stop him.

"Everyone, stop arguing. Don't forget, our enemy isn't in this villa."

"It's outside!"

"This little beauty knows how to talk, I'll give her face." Wushang glanced at the graceful Qimeng, licked his lips, and grinned lewdly.

If Shui Ling were here, Wu Shang would probably still be very polite.

But now that Shui Ling is dead, who has he ever been afraid of, given that he is about the same strength as Shui Ling?
They were treated as honored guests upon returning to the Netherlands.

In other words, Shui Ling is their boss, but also the one who restricts them.

There is no other.

With Shui Ling dead, the Wushang people can finally let loose and do whatever they want.

Murder, dismemberment... I will do anything.

"Supreme Lord, I have no other ideas, I'm just thinking about how to deal with them." In the end, Master Hong replied with a grim expression.

He didn't want to fight, but now he was in a difficult situation.

“That’s right,” Wushang laughed.

“Brother Hong, after tomorrow, hundreds of gunmen will arrive from the Netherlands... If we join forces, we will definitely be able to take down Liang Zheng.”

"The Triads will be easy prey then, and we can divide them up together. Why not?"

"Cola will also bring people. Not as many as a hundred, but there will be thirty or fifty," Che Baoshan said directly, at this point he didn't know whether to call Cola "sister" or "brother".

His scrotum was blown apart by a single shot.

Coca-Cola has now undergone a gender reassignment.

This former fairy brother recently became fairy's woman...

Che Baoshan didn't even want to think about such things.

It's a complete mess.

"So many people?" Master Hong narrowed his eyes, even though he had seen the world, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

That's a really big spender!
Keep in mind that hundreds of gunmen are not knife-wielders; the costs and expenses for water transport will be substantial.

Finally, those who have made contributions will be rewarded.

All in all, this will cost quite a bit of money...

Even Master Hong was surprised that they actually pulled off such a grand undertaking.

It seems like this is truly a fight to the death.

He himself had no room for negotiation.

“But you know that Liangzheng won’t give you the day after tomorrow,” Hongye said.

"Having observed Liang Zheng for so long, I know her personality, if not inside and out... She's ruthless and always seeks revenge. You went to Hong Kong to assassinate the other party, and now it's his turn to assassinate you."

I reckon he'll send someone to call tomorrow.

Maybe even tonight!

"And I also have a conflict with Chen Song, so I need to take some men to guard against him. I can't give you too many people," Hong Ye said, which was also his predicament.

Otherwise, why would they need to talk to Liang Zheng to make peace?

Che Baoshan began to think.

Wushang quickly came up with a solution: "Let's negotiate peace."

"Didn't you say it was a fight to the death?" Both Master Hong and Che Baoshan were taken aback.

"A delaying tactic. As long as we can stall until the day after tomorrow, when the army is pressing in, I will make sure Liang Zheng dies without a burial place!" Wushang sneered.

This is the best approach, and currently the optimal solution.

However, it depends on whether Liangzheng agrees.

Therefore, I still have to meet the person in person.

Master Hong hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll say it again, Liang Zheng is ruthless..."

"Take your men with you, and I'll have Sihai provide you with enough manpower to guard against Liangzheng, ensuring she won't act recklessly," Wushang interrupted directly.

"Don't forget, Taiwan isn't a world of gangsters anymore, it's a world of law and order!"

"With your connections, Mr. Hong, finding a few councilors to act as peacemakers shouldn't be a problem, right? You can pay me first, and we'll pay you back after we've settled things with Liang Zheng."

"One should have a broader perspective and not be confined to the present."

"Supreme, you've said everything, good and bad, and I haven't even said anything yet!" Master Hong cursed irritably.

The Supreme One smiled without saying a word.

He's the boss here now, and even Che Baoshan has no say in the matter.

Naturally, he can do whatever he wants.

Master Hong also realized that he had really underestimated Wushang before.

He had met Shui Ling a few times before, and Wu Shang had always been very obedient in front of her, always respectful in whatever he did or said...

Now that Shui Lingren is dead, his utterly wicked nature has finally been revealed.

Extremely cunning and vicious.

After thinking for a moment, Master Hong had no choice but to agree.

Because the Supreme One was right before him.

They could really kill him on the spot, and no one could stop them.

Master Hong was well aware of the opponent's strength.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng openly led He Min to the headquarters of the Sanlian Gang.

As soon as I entered, I saw all of Ke Zhihua's uncles standing below, chatting away.

When Ding Yao saw He Min from above, she glanced at Nan Zheng and a look of resentment flashed across her face.

Nan Zheng pretended not to see anything and exclaimed as she entered, "Wow, there are so many people!"

"Who died today? Why is it so lively?"

"Mr. Nan! It's not just the dead who make this place lively. There are happy occasions too, so it's lively too," Ke Zhihua said with a chuckle.

He then turned to look at the crowd and spoke loudly:
"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Nan from Hong Kong Island, a renowned good man throughout Southeast Asia!"

"Mr. Nan, you're so young!"

"I've heard so much about you! It's an honor to meet you!" "Good morning, Mr. Nan." A group of Sanlian Gang uncles greeted him one after another.

Part of it was to give Nan Zheng face, and part of it was to give Ding Yao face.

Because they all knew very well that Lei Fuhong's death must be related to this young man.

But that's all in the past. After that deterrent, even the dishonest ones behaved themselves.

"Indeed, no wonder the Sanlian Gang is the largest gang in Taipei. They all wear suits and have very high personal qualities." Nan Zheng also chimed in with a smile, clearly in a good mood.

He Min watched with some curiosity; they didn't seem like gangsters at all.

Instead, it looks like they're selling real estate.

"Mr. Nan is the distinguished guest I invited. I've met everyone here today, whether I've met him before or not."

"From now on, we will be deep partners."

"Further business dealings are inevitable. Now, everyone can open up and chat."

To put it bluntly, Ding Yao invited us today so that we could meet.

That way, you won't end up misunderstanding the wrong person later.

Such things happen quite often in the underworld.

For example, Big D, who was brought down, beat up himself and one of the uncles of the SUPP.

If this kind of thing happens within our own organization, it's even more likely to happen outside.

After exchanging a few words, Nan Zheng crossed her legs and said casually, "Chen Haonan and his men will be here soon. They will set up a branch here."

"It's just five blocks away from here."

"I understand." Ding Yao nodded, then added:

“Last night, Master Hong called me and asked me to invite you to negotiate.”

"Peace talks? Master Hong? Who?" Nan Zheng asked with a suspicious look.

"Master Hong from Kaohsiung is the backer of the Viper Gang."

"He wants me to go over and negotiate? Who does he think he is!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

He scoffed, "I can kill them, why should I negotiate? Do you think they're so bold as to team up with a bunch of rabble to deal with me?"

"I fucking admire his courage; he still dares to talk about peace talks even now."

“It might be a delaying tactic…” Ding Yao had already known that Nan Zheng would have this attitude, so she voiced her thoughts.

“Jiang Tianyang is in your hands now, and Shui Ling was killed on the spot. Even if Master Hong wants to negotiate, Che Baoshan and Wushang’s people will not let it go. So they are probably just trying to buy time.”

"Do you think I'd give them a chance to stall for time?" Nan Zheng asked with a playful expression.

There are two types of delays.

One option is to pack up and leave, heading straight back to your base.

Secondly, we should wait for reinforcements to arrive, and then launch a renewed offensive.

If it were the former... then they could have run away last night, they wouldn't have had to wait until now.

Therefore, it is more likely the former.

This also aligns with the personality traits of someone who's out there getting by.

"Tell that bastard Hong that if he has any backbone, he should come to Taipei. Don't make me look down on him," Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

“If he’s sincere, then I might as well go and talk to him.”

"I will tell him." Ding Yao nodded.

Then he looked at He Min and said, "Mr. Nan, your girlfriend is really beautiful."

"Of course it's beautiful, otherwise it would have been thrown in the trash long ago," Nan Zheng said with a laugh, while He Min pinched his waist in exasperation.

However, it didn't work.

Ding Yao looked at the two of them with a hint of envy.

However, he didn't say anything in the end, and then got up and left.

"Are you having an affair with her?" He Min asked softly as she watched Ding Yao leave with her entourage.

“Slander? Be careful, or I’ll sue you for slander!” Nan Zheng pointed and said.

"This is their headquarters, and they're the gang leader... If their die-hard fans hear this, they'll chop you to pieces."

"Don't try to fool me, a woman's intuition is very sharp," He Min scoffed.

Nan Zheng still insisted that it wasn't true.

He was indeed not lying.

What do you mean, "having an affair"?

There were already countless legs.

After exchanging a few words with Ke Zhihua and the others, Nan Zheng left with her entourage.

I went out for a meal and then returned to the hotel.

"Want to stay a few more days?" Nan Zheng asked as she returned to her room, lighting a cigarette.

He Min lay slumped on the bed, muttering, "Once you've finished your business, go back. There doesn't seem to be anything fun left."

"There is a language barrier, and almost everything that Taiwan has, Hong Kong also has."

"Okay," Nan Zheng said calmly, then answered a phone call and got up to leave.

He Min had just heard a lot of things and knew that Nan Zheng had come to Taiwan for a real reason.

Surprisingly, they didn't join in the insults or criticisms.

He started sleeping soundly without even taking off his shoes.

……

"You guys, you're here so quickly?" Nan Zheng looked at Chen Haonan and Shanji, with Bao Pi carrying a bag behind them.

Next to the foreskin of the one-eared man was a man with a braid who looked quite similar to Chaopi, about 80-90% alike.

That should be burnt bits.

"If I can help Mr. Nan, I will certainly do my duty. I came by boat overnight," Chen Haonan said directly, his eyes revealing excitement.

"good."

"I will give you the address later, and you can set up a branch office there."

"After that, another batch of veterans will arrive, about ten to twenty people... These people will be the backbone of the Taiwan branch, you should make good use of them."

"No problem, leave it to me." Chan Ho-nam said confidently, having now handed over all the business in Causeway Bay to Greyhound.

They can definitely unleash their full potential with complete confidence.

"Mr. Nan, what exactly do you want us to do?" Shanji asked a crucial question.

But it's actually nonsense.

“Just do what others do, fight evil with evil… The most important thing is to make the company’s name known!” Nan Zheng said lazily.

"Also, the gangs here aren't the same as the triads in Hong Kong. If you want to survive, you'll have to be more ruthless than them."

Chen Haonan and the others nodded thoughtfully.

A short while later, the group left the villa.

On the way, Chicken couldn't help but say, "This is an alliance."

"Chicken, why can't we form an alliance and make decisions together?" Chan Ho-nam said with amusement.

“Impossible!” the pheasant said firmly.

"The Taiwanese underworld is very xenophobic. They may seem very tolerant, but in the eyes of those councilors, there are only Taiwanese people and others."

What would the higher-ups think if an outsider gang were to dominate the entire political center?
I'm losing face!

“When the righteous path intervenes, everything we’ve done will be wiped out. Therefore, the latter is the most likely outcome, helping the Triads to unify the country… This should be Mr. Nan’s plan, and it’s what we need to do.” Chicken explained his thoughts.

It's not that he's particularly smart, but rather that his cousin is Ke Zhihua.

I even spent some time here.

Therefore, the pheasant understands this principle very well.

Chan Ho-nam nodded and understood, but he didn't care who unified the country.

His current ambition and goal is to carve out his own territory here.

Chen Haonan was eager to seize this rare opportunity given to him by Nan Zheng.

Chan Ho-nam has done many stupid things in the past, but he wants to make sure he doesn't do them again.

And they ran the Hung Hing branch very well.

When he returns to Hong Kong Island, everyone will have to call him Mr. Chan.
This is what Chan Ho-nam wishes for now.

At the same time, news came from Master Hong's side, saying that both sides should take a step back and meet in Taichung.

Whether in Kaohsiung or Taichung, there is actually danger, because they are each in their own sphere of influence.

But it's different in Taichung.

The tribal stronghold, with its two factions located to the north and south, had virtually no influence here.

Nan Zheng felt that since Master Hong had given her so much face, she naturally had to go over.

Let's see what tricks he can come up with.

"Abu, Tian Yangsheng, come with me." Nan Zheng called the people over and gave them instructions.

Then he continued speaking:
"By the way, call Wang Jianjun over and tell them to get their weapons ready so they can make a move at any time."

"Where is my sister-in-law?" Abu asked.

"With Tian Yang'en watching over us at the hotel, and being a trusted confidant of the Sanlian Gang, nothing unexpected will happen," Nan Zheng said lazily, reclining on the sofa.

"Anyway, it's all about getting this over with quickly. I want to see what tricks these idiots can pull."

……

That afternoon, Nan Zheng led her people to a bar.

After getting off the car, I saw that the outside was crowded with people, and many henchmen were chattering on both sides, their eyes also drawn to Nan Zheng.

I don't know who he is.

It's just that he's good-looking enough, so naturally he attracts attention.

Nan Zheng walked straight in without turning his head, and now everyone knew who he was.

After all, there was only one outsider involved in this negotiation—Liang Zheng.

Upon entering the bar, we found it had been booked out; the main hall contained only a large round table.

Master Hong and Wushang were sitting in front, with a smiling tiger wearing glasses on their left and a middle-aged man in a white suit with a blank expression on his right.

Before she even entered, two waiters tried to search her. Nan Zheng leisurely raised her hands and said disdainfully, "You need to be searched for negotiations? If you're afraid of dying, don't come out here to play at negotiations!"

"But I'm in a good mood today, so it's not like I can't let you touch me and take advantage of me..."

"Liang Zheng, we've finally waited for you to come." Wu Shang sneered. Of all the people here, he was the only one who had ever seen Nan Zheng's true face.

"You're ten minutes late."

"Do I have a habit of arriving early?" Nan Zheng asked dismissively as she pulled up a chair.

There were many henchmen around, all of whom were gritting their teeth as they looked at Nan Zheng.

"What, if you're not happy, then come and fight. All you can do is look at me... Are you angry? Did I do something to your mothers?" Nan Zheng glanced at the henchmen, her face full of sarcasm.

"What did you say?" Hong Ye's henchman came out and shouted angrily, but Billy told him to shut up immediately.

Hong Ye looked at Nan Zheng and said calmly, "As expected of a tough guy in Southeast Asia, you're quite arrogant! But this is Taiwan, beautiful Nan Zheng, do you really think you're so great?"

"Whether it works or not, we'll find out by trying," Nan Zheng said, placing her hands on the table with a playful expression.

"But it seems there's no point in trying. They were beaten half to death before they even saw me. They're all trash... Sitting at the same table with you low-class animals would lower my status."

These words made Master Hong and the others look very uncomfortable.

"Kid, this is Taichung, watch your mouth," the bespectacled man said menacingly.

"And who are you, you bastard?" Nan Zheng glanced at him.

"You bumpkin, Councilor Chen from Taichung! You don't even know this? What are you doing out here?" Wushang chimed in, stirring things up.

A congressman is a level above a gang leader.

Back then, Lei Gong fought tooth and nail for this position.

However, it was clear that Nan Zheng didn't buy into his words at all, and even scoffed at him. "Sitting at the same table with lower animals, he's really a fucking idiot."

"Fuck your mother!" Councilor Chen cursed, almost driven mad with rage.

These people have long been high and mighty, and they don't even have to do anything; a whole bunch of gang leaders will voluntarily give them money, fawn over them, and flatter them...

So one sentence made him furious.

After all, in Councilor Chen's eyes, Nan Zheng was no different from the likes of Lei Gong.

At most, they're just a bit more famous.

“Friend, don’t be so hot-tempered. After all, we’re all sitting at this table because we value harmony. Otherwise, we would have already started fighting, wouldn’t we?” The middle-aged man in the white suit, who had been silent all along, said, swirling his teacup.

"That's just my temperament, what do you think? Mr. White Suit, whoever he is, I don't know." Nan Zheng tilted her head and said politely.

“I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Liu Jian from the Corner Gang Jianhe Association,” Liu Jian said with a smile.

"Oh—I don't know him." Nan Zheng drawled, then laughed, "And I don't want to know him either."

"Whether you know me or not doesn't matter. I'm just here to keep things going. Do as you please, but it's best to keep things peaceful." Liu Jian repeated, because this was his turf.

If He Min were there, it would be easy for her to know who the other person was.

The dragon head of the yellow-haired gang that was previously cut off.

Of course, even without He Min's reminder, Nan Zheng could tell from Liu Jian's somewhat Chang Wei-like face where he came from.

Gatao 2.

But it doesn't matter. If I don't like someone today, that person will never be happy for the rest of their life.

"Liangzheng, what you did before went too far. Stop now," said Master Hong.
"Everyone's out here trying to make money, there's no need for them to keep fighting and killing each other."

"Let's just erase what happened before, like chalk writing, okay? We won't hold it against you, and we won't make you pay money or apologize..."

"I just hope that order can be restored so that I can earn a stable income."

"Peace of mind? Compensation? And an apology from me?" Nan Zheng calmly lit a cigarette and sneered.

"You old bastard, you always have to use a broken flute to talk to me, what makes you think you can talk to me like that now? Huh? You've got some nerve!"

"What do you want to do?" Nan Zheng suddenly shouted, startling Master Hong, who became wary.

When they entered, someone searched them, so Nan Zheng and the others shouldn't have any guns on them.

But I'm also afraid that the other party might suddenly make a move.

That old man with the cane, Master Hong, is most likely to get into serious trouble.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Hong. He definitely won't dare to make a move. Councilor Chen is still here." Wu Shang patted Mr. Hong on the shoulder, but in reality, he was just stirring things up again.

He couldn't wait for the two sides to start fighting immediately, so that he could completely force Master Hong to stand on one side.

Otherwise, where would we find absolute allies?

There are no true friends forever until the very last moment when all pretense of friendship is broken.

"You beast, I'm talking to someone, what are you doing interrupting, you bastard?" Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways.

"Can you speak more politely? Stop using foul language all the time." Wu Shang thought Nan Zheng was really provoked and revealed a smug smile.

However, the next moment caused his expression to change drastically.

"What else are you but a beast? To practice that stupid bird fighting technique, you actually sacrificed your daughter... and even had hot pot with her. What else could you be but a bastard?"

"Even animals have more humanity than you!"

Wushang's face was extremely pale.

Liu Jian and his group stared at Wushang in disbelief, their faces filled with shock.

"Tsk tsk, if I were as cold-blooded as you, I would probably have been struck by lightning long ago... But you, a beast like you, are not even struck by lightning, which shows how much God dislikes you."

"Even when people don't see dogs, they bark." Nan Zheng sneered.

"Liang Zheng!" Wushang gritted his teeth, his face gradually turning red, whether from anger or from being exposed and thus embarrassed and furious.

"What, am I wrong? You beast."

Nan Zheng's pronunciation is always clear and accurate.

And he wasn't using profanity; he was just telling his mother the truth.

That's the most hurtful thing.

"Stop talking nonsense, just one question: will you cease hostilities or not?" Councilor Chen banged on the table, staring at Nan Zheng with hostile eyes.

"Don't think that just because you're powerful on Hong Kong Island, you can do whatever you want here. This is a beautiful island!"

I'm telling you, if you're a tiger, you'd better lie down. I'm a dragon... *bang!*

However, Nan Zheng suddenly had a gun in her hand and shot Councilor Chen dead.

His eyebrows exploded, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

However, before they could react, another burst of bullets struck Wushang directly.

Bang bang bang bang!
In an instant, the magazine was emptied, two shots to the head and between the eyebrows, and the rest of the chest was riddled with holes, leaving bloody craters.

Finally, it exploded into plumes of blood mist.

The person died on the spot.

"Godlike strike? You think you've really mastered something more powerful than bullets? I'll beat you to death!" Nan Zheng kicked the table over and then smashed the blank gun directly onto Hong Ye's head.

There's nowhere to run.

When Hong Ye's henchmen saw this, their scalps tingled, and they were all dumbfounded.

They really didn't expect the other party to be so crazy, daring to kill even his mother, a senator!
"Are you crazy?" Even Liu Jian stood up, looking at Nan Zheng with a shocked expression.

"Crazy? I don't think that's enough?" Nan Zheng revealed her sharp white teeth, staring intently at Master Hong with a bloodthirsty ferocity and ruthlessness.

Tian Yangsheng and Abu rushed forward and began fighting with Hong Ye and his men with their bare hands.

Congressmen have always been above all gangs, unless those gangs are backed by even bigger officials.

Therefore, none of them carried guns, mainly to save face for the congressmen, who were also afraid that they might be detrimental to them.

After all, it's just a matter of getting paid to do a job...

But no one expected that Nan Zheng would pull out a gun.

Where the hell did this gun come from?
They definitely searched me!
Looking at Councilor Chen, who lay dead with his eyes wide open, Nan Zheng spat contemptuously on his head: "Councilor? So what? I'll just not come next time, you really think you're someone important?"

"You're just a fucking bastard! You son of a bitch."

Liu Jian, standing nearby, was speechless for a long time, stunned by Nan Zheng's actions and decisiveness. He had never imagined that Nan Zheng's thought process was like this.

The reason sounds ridiculous at first glance, but upon closer inspection, it seems to make sense.

After a moment of silence, Liu Jian said, "Mr. Nan, I've heard before that you're a person who doesn't follow the rules..."

It now seems that you lack even the most basic morality and sense of decency.

No wonder they can be so lawless and disregard the law.

"Why bother arguing with this idiot? He won't be paid to be a peacemaker anyway." Nan Zheng spat again, her face full of disgust.

Just then, all the men that Master Hong brought were beaten to the ground, and the hall was covered in blood.

"Let's go." Nan Zheng stared coldly at Master Hong, who was grimacing in pain.

"Take this egg-strewn with you, I want to see where the rest of the egg-strewn can hide."

"Received." Tian Yangsheng nodded immediately.

(End of this chapter)