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

Chapter 251 "240" Is Hong Kong Island really becoming the new Gotham?
Chen Song was speechless at Nan Zheng's bluntness.

Do you think I'm a god?

Does saying you'll send a girl to bed mean you'll actually sleep with her?

That depends on the other party's consent!

However, Chen Song didn't say that. After all, when dealing with someone like Nan Zheng, if you're straightforward, he'll be even more straightforward.

If your intestines are stretched out, that would be really bad.

“Mr. Nan, I’ll try to ask.” Chen Song hesitated for a moment before saying, “Although Qi Meng is just one of my employees, I’ve always treated her like a daughter and raised her for many years.”

If you suddenly say you want her today, you should first consider her current situation.

After all, feelings are something you can't force. Otherwise, who knows how things will turn out? A forced relationship won't be happy.

"Forced love is never sweet, but it quenches thirst!" Nan Zheng said with a grin.

"Do I need to talk about feelings with her? It's just a matter of having sex."

Chen Song was speechless.

That's way too damn direct.

"And another thing, Mr. Chen... if you really treated her like a daughter, why would you hire her as an undercover agent? And a damn undercover agent next to your mortal enemy." Nan Zheng looked at Chen Song with a mocking expression, as if to say, "Are you trying to fool me?"

"Next time you're looking for an excuse to build a relationship, please come up with something that sounds nice and sounds good."

"You're not ashamed of yourself, but I feel embarrassed just listening to you!"

Chen Song gave an awkward laugh.

He never expected that Nan Zheng would guess his thoughts so easily.

In fact, Chen Song really wanted to build a relationship with Nan Zheng, after all, her strength and status were not to be underestimated in Southeast Asia.

If they really get along well.

He didn't even dare to imagine how much development he would have in Kaohsiung in the future.

They can take down a councilor and then brazenly lead a group to plant a flag! This is something that ordinary gangsters can't compare to.
Chen Song felt that Nan Zheng must have a very powerful background and influence.

Otherwise, how could he be so fearless?
"Let's go." Seeing that she had almost finished packing, Nan Zheng threw away her cigarette and turned to leave.

"No problem." Chen Song nodded and quickly followed.
"Mr. Nan, let me see you off."

"Am I blind or lame? Do I need you to see me to the door?"

"It's all about etiquette, etiquette."

"I'm a man who knows the most etiquette!" Chen Song flattered behind her back, showing no change in expression whatsoever to Nan Zheng's sarcastic remarks.

It's as if they're saying, "I'm sticking with you no matter what, not even Jesus could stop me."

Nan Zheng was amazed by the other party's shamelessness.

A moment later, Tian Yangsheng drove away, and Chen Song stood there watching him leave. After a moment of silence, he said, "King of thugs in the underworld? I think he's more like the King of Hell in the underworld!"

"Wherever you go, there are dead people. Even Satan would give you a cigarette if he picked one up."

"Boss, it's all done." Just then, Qimeng walked over in her high heels.

"Wang Jianjun and his gang have taken over all of the Poison Snake Gang's territory. We take 30% of the Poison Snake Gang's business profits as our appearance fee this time."

"It's already good enough if we can get anything," Chen Song thought for a moment, then looked at Qi Meng and said:

"Qimeng, do you have a boyfriend?"

"Huh?" Qi Meng was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "I've been working for the boss all along, you know that yourself, where would I find the time to find a boyfriend?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Chen Song asked again, unwilling to give up.

Qimeng: ………

She suspected her boss was mentally ill, but had no proof.

However, after thinking it over, Qimeng finally shook her head.

“Since neither of them are here, that’s fine then… Mr. Nan said he wants to talk to you about your ideals and have a chat about the future. When do you have time?” Chen Song asked directly.

"Mr. Nan? Looking for me?" Qi Meng was a little confused.

Why would someone as important as Nan Zheng suddenly come looking for me?
Could it be that the boss offered to give it away on his own initiative?
"Yes." Chen Song nodded. "Don't misunderstand, it really wasn't my idea to send you away... I asked him if there was anything else that needed to be done, and he said he needed to take care of you... Well, I couldn't do anything about it, Qimeng, you should understand, right?"

Now it was Qimeng's turn to be speechless.

Who gave you the right to be so talkative?

"That Mr. Nan, I'm afraid it's just a passing fancy. With his status, what woman or man wouldn't he want?" Qi Meng asked.

"I reckon he'll forget about it soon."

"I hope so," Chen Song shrugged.

"Anyway, if he contacts you, just chat casually. If you don't like him... Of course, if you like him, then do as you please."

After all, you're all grown up now, you have your own feelings and life, and I can't possibly stop you.

"The main thing is to keep a close eye on things during this period, just in case the descendants of Grandpa Hong cause trouble, and don't lose your own life."

After listening, Qimeng nodded.

……

In reality, Nan Zheng just said it on a whim, and once he arrived in Taipei, he forgot all about it.

After all, what kind of woman hasn't he seen?
He's fine with offering himself up, but when it comes to actually going to a rendezvous, he doesn't really have that much time right now.

That would be fine if I went there to satisfy my craving later.

"Mr. Nan!" Upon returning to the hotel, Chan Ho-nam walked in excitedly.

"How's it going? All done?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette.

“Easy!” Chan Ho-nam laughed. “Those cowards from the Four Seas Gang are even worse than the gangsters in Hong Kong. They all ran away before I could even get a few cuts.”

"The headquarters of the Four Seas Gang is now a branch of our Hung Hing."

"From now on, when we're out and about, we'll say 'branch company'! What's with all this 'Hung Hing branch' stuff? Outsiders will think we're a triad."

“Yes, Mr. Nan is right.” Chan Ho-nam slapped his forehead and laughed.

Hung Hing's momentum is now incredibly strong; there are probably few in Southeast Asia that can rival them.

Not to mention anyone who dares to challenge Hung Hing.

Therefore, commercialization is the best option.

Otherwise, how would they make money? How would they run a business? Do they really think gangsters can live like that forever?
“From now on, this branch office will be managed by you, Chen Haonan,” Nan Zheng said.

"I will replace the person in charge with someone else. The branch manager will be the one who is in charge internally, and I will make room for a separate position there."

“I have no objection,” Chen Haonan said after thinking for a moment. This was clearly a higher level than the person in charge, even though they were sitting at the same table, their status was different.

He was naturally more than happy to oblige.

However, Chan Ho-nam has a low level of character and is still like a gangster, so he doesn't realize that this is also a way for Nam Kung to weaken him.

The person in charge can change positions at any time, even if they do not meet the procedures.

As long as you can withstand the wrath of the code.

But the branch leaders are different.

This is entirely under the control of headquarters.

If you change your identity or switch sides and become a subordinate of another gang, your henchmen and underlings will not recognize you.

After all, they're all just trying to make a living with the head of a branch, not with your branch manager.

Therefore, although the branch manager may seem to have a higher status, their actual power has been significantly reduced.

To put it simply, it means you can only be of one mind.

If anyone has ulterior motives, the people below will be the first to turn the branch into a leader.

If the branch leader is gone, won't I become the branch leader myself?
easy to understand.

"If you have no objections, that's fine. If you do have any... feel free to speak up. I'm a very principled person," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "It won't be long before I go back."

"If anything happens in the future, you can contact me directly, or ask Tai-bao to pass on the message."

"You are in charge of handling all matters here, big and small. We'll leave the tricky stuff for another time."

Chen Haonan nodded.

This highlights the leading position of the branch.

When someone is in charge, they should at least hold a small meeting to get things done.

Anyway, there are both advantages and disadvantages.

Of course, Chan Ho-nam didn't see any downsides at all.

He doesn't want to go it alone.

"We can cooperate with Ding Yao, we can coexist, but any interests or business dealings must be clearly explained in detail," Nan Zheng added.

"I know that interests are interests and feelings are feelings," Chan Ho-nam said with a smile.

"Even close brothers keep clear accounts! If interests get mixed up, then business partners will become irreconcilable enemies."

"Tsk tsk, Chan Ho-nam, how come I never thought you had this kind of brain? You've really improved." Nan Zheng said, her eyes wide with amazement.

He was genuinely surprised by Chan Ho-nam's current state.

These days, there aren't many gangsters with brains.

"Having fought and killed so much, and gotten used to life and death, one has more or less learned some life lessons," Chen Haonan said with a sigh.

"After all these years in the underworld, hardly anyone knows me, Chan Ho-nam. The only reason I have any room for advancement is because I'm by Mr. Nam's side."

"Speaking of which, I really have to thank you."

"Stop with the flattery. Just focus on your work from now on. The company won't treat you unfairly, and neither will I, Nan Zheng," Nan Zheng said dismissively. She gave a few more instructions before getting up and leaving.

At this moment, Chan Ho-nam was like a phoenix rising from the ashes, full of energy.

The head of the branch!
If things really go well in the future, it might even become the top leader at headquarters...

Chen Haonan also realized that Nan Zheng couldn't stay in this position forever.

Given his current status in the martial arts world, he is virtually unparalleled.

Reached the top.

If this continues, many people will likely see it as a thorn in their side.

Maybe they'll be hiding behind the scenes, then wouldn't I have a chance too?
However, Chen Haonan was wrong. Nan Zheng never thought about being afraid of any thorn in his side.

If it really exists...

Wouldn't it be fine if we just killed them all?

It's just a matter of convenience.

After returning to her villa in Taiwan, Nan Zheng found that He Min was not home, nor was Tian Yang'en; they were probably out shopping again.

He then sat down, turned on the TV, and casually took out his mobile phone to make a call.

The call was connected in no time.

"Mr. Nan, another major enemy has been eliminated, congratulations!" The man on the phone laughed heartily as he congratulated him.

"Uncle Kun, with so many people gone from Thailand, won't you be missing out on a lot of benefits?" Nan Zheng asked, fiddling with her fingernails.

"How could that be? Just by following Mr. Nan around and picking up gold, I'd be rich in this lifetime!" Uncle Kun said with a grin.

"I understand the principle that it's better to go all in than to bet on two sides."

"Tsk tsk, Uncle Kun, you've said all the good and bad things, what else can I say?" Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

He knew that Uncle Kun was a fence-sitter and a two-faced person.

However, this straightforward, yet subtly flattering, approach did reveal his stance.

This is an attempt to work together to eliminate Jiang Tianyang's power and foundation.

They divided up the profits.

Indeed, Jiang Tianyang has been arrested, and most of his generals and confidants are dead... If Uncle Kun still doesn't know what's good for him and continues to be a fence-sitter, then he really deserves to die.

"Has Che Baoshan gone back?" Nan Zheng asked again.

"It's still unclear. Jiang Tianyang's headquarters is calm and quiet, without a sound. My men haven't received any news either... Either they haven't returned yet, or they have returned but are keeping a low profile," Uncle Kun said confidently.

This time he wasn't lying either.

"Mr. Nan, I will do my best to investigate, and I should be able to give you a result today."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng got up and called Tian Yangsheng over.

Where is Han Binren?

"The hospital," Tian Yangsheng said. Han Bin had been shot, not seriously, but he still needed to rest and recuperate.

Therefore, I have been in the hospital for the past few days.

“Call him and tell Han Bin that I want to see Jiang Tianyang,” Nan Zheng said.

"Okay." Tian Yangsheng nodded.

Nan Zheng knew very well that all of Jiang Tianyang's trusted men had been wiped out, and now his only weakness was Che Baoshan.

If they were sensible, they might at least give the other person a proper burial.

If they don't know what's good for them...

Then we'll give them to Jiang Tianyang piece by piece.

Nan Zheng is a businesswoman, and in business, harmony is of course paramount.

If we value harmony above all else, we cannot succeed.

Then he'll steal it.

……

Less than half an hour later, Han Bin arrived at the villa by car. When he got out of the car, you could see that his face was a little pale and his right hand was in a cast and hanging from his neck.

However, he looked quite energetic.

It gave me a sense of exhilaration, like I had finally gotten my revenge.

"Mr. Nan!" Han Bin greeted Nan Zheng as soon as he entered the room, his expression somewhat subtle.

"What, you seem surprised to see me here?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Of course," Han Bin laughed. "After all, they caused such a commotion at Fengmanlou, and now even the legitimate authorities have been alerted and are searching for those involved..."

I never expected that Mr. Nan would still be here, especially looking so relaxed.

I'm still quite surprised by this.

"What are you searching for? I wasn't even there. I'm a legally entered businessman," Nan Zheng said calmly, showing no fear whatsoever.

"But you... I heard you were taking an AK around and shooting everywhere at Fengmanlou."

This will be seen by many people, so take care of yourself first.

So that people won't say I don't care about you.

"Mr. Nan's idea coincides with mine. Who cares about a search or arrest? Let's just catch me first." Han Bin shrugged.

He really didn't care.

After all, Han Bin is an arms dealer and has his own business operations in Taiwan.

To put it bluntly, the sale of weapons in Taiwan is more or less related to him.

If those in legitimate circles still want to make money, they'll definitely turn a blind eye to Han Bin's affair...

In this world, connections and background are essential.

Otherwise, how could Han Bin have stayed in the hospital so peacefully for so many days?
"Alright, where is Jiang Tianyang? Is he dead or not? If he's not dead, take me to see him," Nan Zheng said casually.

“He’s not dead. He’s been in my hands all along. He’ll be locked up in a warehouse.” Han Bin nodded.

"I'll take you there now."

"Tian Yangsheng, bring the car over here."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, a Chevrolet, even larger than Hanbin's MPV, drove up.

This car is a real treasure; Nan Zheng takes it with her wherever she goes.

Anyway, it's not like we're short of money.

As long as it doesn't sink into the sea.

If it sinks...

It can be repaired and used.

Products from our system are guaranteed to be of high quality.

An hour later, Nan Zheng finally arrived at an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs, where two henchmen were guarding the entrance.

"Brother Bin!" As soon as they saw Han Bin get out of the car, the two henchmen immediately threw away their cigarettes, rubbed the cigarettes a few times with the soles of their leather shoes, and rushed over.

Han Bin nodded: "Take me to meet them."

“Okay.” One of the henchmen immediately agreed, while the other took out the key to open the door.

"Tsk tsk, you actually managed to find a warehouse like this. It's a perfect place for a murder and burial..."

"Mr. Nan, this warehouse is a bit dilapidated, but this whole area belongs to me. I bought it a few years ago to store weapons," Han Bin explained with a smile.

Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Binni Tiger certainly has a lot of connections.

No wonder back then, Chiang Tin-sang promised each of the three brothers a district, and that they would all recruit Han Bin to Hung Hing.

It seems he truly possesses extraordinary abilities.

A moment later, the warehouse door was opened, and a musty smell wafted out. Nan Zheng covered her nose in disgust and went inside. It wasn't until someone turned on the dim chandelier that she entered.

I could barely make out a middle-aged man in a suit, looking extremely disheveled and covered in dirt, huddled in the corner. He also had a broken leg.

However, it was also bandaged up.

"The wounds are changed regularly, and he eats, drinks, and relieves himself all in the corner of the warehouse, where there's room... After all, Jiang Tianyang is a local tycoon from Bangkok, Thailand, and is naturally very clean," a henchman said with a hint of sarcasm.

But they had everything except water for Jiang Tianyang to bathe.

This can be seen as a small act of revenge by the lower class against the upper class. More than anything, it's a form of mockery.

*Snap!* Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and leaned in to see Jiang Tianyang's fierce, beast-like eyes. She tossed him a pack of cigarettes and then pointed, saying, "I really like your eyes."

"Is that so?" Jiang Tianyang stared intently at Nan Zheng, his hand moving as he picked up a cigarette from the ground, lit it, and began to smoke slowly.

"As expected of a big shot, he's still so calm even now," Han Bin said with a smile. He admired Jiang Tianyang's composure.

That makes sense, considering he's been a big shot for so many years.

Having been through so much, they must know what their fate would be.

Whether they are willing to accept it or not is another matter.

“Jiang Tianyang, I really didn’t expect that we would meet under such circumstances… Back then, you were very powerful, forcefully stepping into Hong Kong Island under the pretext of avenging your elder brother. How spirited you were!” Nan Zheng said calmly.

"Did you ever imagine that you would end up in such a sorry state?"

"Don't try to put me down. I've known my fate all along." Jiang Tianyang said calmly, smoking a cigarette.

"Trying to bully you? Who do you think you are? You're not worthy to!"

Jiang Tianyang was stunned for a moment.

"I really think, it's only been a little over a year... and I'm already incredibly powerful in Southeast Asia, I'm even impressed with myself!" Nan Zheng scoffed.
"But that makes sense. It's only because of someone as useless as you that my greatness is proven."

Jiang Tianyang's face was extremely grim.

That bastard's words are still so infuriating.

Jiang Tianyang never dreamed that Nan Zheng would take such a roundabout way and actually praise himself.

"Liang Zheng, tell me, what exactly do you want? With your bastard personality, you don't seem like the kind of person who would let me live." Jiang Tianyang took a drag of his cigarette.

"I want to torture you to death, is that not allowed?"

“It’s fine… but with your current status, what’s the point of killing a cripple with a broken leg? What sense of superiority do you get?” Jiang Tianyang said directly.

What do you want from me?

“Money, profits, business, and… Bangkok is all about it!” Nan Zheng said bluntly.

Jiang Tianyang's calmness and rationality also surprised Han Bin.

As expected of a boss.

Even at this critical moment, he was still able to remain calm and composed, without uttering any harsh words or flying into a rage... This ability is truly extraordinary.

Even Jiang Tiansheng is not as good as him.

At least when he heard that Leung Kwan was going to kill him, Chiang Tin-sang was so scared that he ran away to the Netherlands.

Instead of being killed by Handsome Kun, he was killed by the Tung Sing gang...

Of course, that's at least the surface story.

"Why should I? Do you deserve it?" Jiang Tianyang asked with a slight smile.

"You need to understand, I only work for warlords... Do you think I'd give you a clean sweep of cards just because I have this life?"

"Even if I were to return, let alone send it back, I doubt I could ever get a clean sweep of the same suit again."

"Favorable timing, advantageous location, and harmonious relationships are all indispensable!"

Jiang Tianyang didn't even need to think about it; if he were arrested, Thailand would be in complete chaos.

It sounds impressive and prestigious to say "all of them are of the same caliber".

In reality, once the core leader is gone, the entire team will collapse instantly, and all sorts of wolves and tigers will come to take a bite.

Jiang Tianyang really didn't have the ability to give Nan Zheng a pure suit.

"I never said I wanted you to give away all your assets... but I will take over all your current businesses and assets." Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of mist and said slowly:

"Otherwise, I'll just take it myself."

"But when that time really comes... whether your wife and children will survive is another matter entirely."

Jiang Tianyang's expression changed drastically.

His eyes still held disbelief.

It was as if something terrible had been discovered.

"Looks like I guessed right. You're just like your good-for-nothing brother, you both like to secretly find a bunch of wives and a bunch of kids," Nan Zheng laughed.

"Don't worry, I haven't checked yet, so I definitely don't know where your wife and kids are."

"But if I actually go to Thailand, whether or not I'll know..."

"Liangzheng, aren't you being too despicable? You shouldn't involve your family in this." Jiang Tianyang said through gritted teeth.

"The premise of 'the calamity should not extend to family members' is that 'the benefit should not extend to family members'? Don't have any illusions, Jiang Tianyang."

"If I were the one who broke my leg here today, you'd probably do even worse! Neither of us are good people, what are you pretending to be?"

A series of kind and friendly inquiries left Jiang Tianyang speechless.

The warehouse then fell silent.

Nan Zheng finished her cigarette with a smile, then turned and left.

He got into the car as soon as he left the warehouse: "I'll find a Thai lawyer and a lawyer from Hong Kong and Taiwan to come over later and have them draft the contract on the spot."

"It must be the kind that has legal effect."

"The contract is a small matter; whether Jiang Tianyang agrees or not is the big deal. Otherwise, we'll just waste time, and wouldn't we be sulking?" Han Bin joked.

Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways: "What makes you think Jiang Tianyang has the courage to refuse?"

This question stumped Han Bin.

It really is.

If you agree, then it's a matter for the martial arts world to handle; at worst, all the martial arts practitioners will be wiped out.

The rest are irrelevant personnel.

But what if they don't agree...

That means when a member of the martial arts world falls, his whole family falls too.

After all, things had come to this point. Even if Jiang Tianyang hadn't received any news from the outside world and didn't know that Shenxian and ET were all dead, he could still figure out that as the eldest brother, being captured alive put him at a disadvantage.

Jiang Tianyang had no choice at all.

……

That evening, in Thailand, Cola and Che Baoshan had already returned to Bangkok.

But as soon as I got off the plane, I saw that all around me were scenes of various gangs fighting each other.

Several entertainment venues were already engulfed in flames.

Many stores were bombarded with Molotov cocktails, turning them into a scene of utter chaos.

Che Baoshan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Cola, what's going on?"

"That's why I told you we can't take people to Taiwan, Chezi," Cola sighed.

"After news of Jiang Tianyang's arrest reached Thailand, initially, the gangs in Pattaya and the surrounding areas only made small probes. Later, seeing that Jiang Tianyang hadn't shown up for a long time, they all started openly setting up shop there..."

Bangkok is too big. If it were just a few hundred, we could manage.

But a dozen or twenty of them were simply impossible to stop or hold back.

"Now, we don't crave uniformity anymore. We just need to maintain our core business and territory, and that's enough," Cola explained on the spot.

A snake cannot be without a head.

That's exactly what's happening now.

If a leader is not there, then all sorts of monsters and demons will really come.

"Where are our boxers? We have hundreds of boxing gyms, and more than a thousand boxers. Are they all dead?" Che Baoshan cursed angrily.

"You need to understand, they're all in this business, they need to eat too... Whoever pays them the most, they'll naturally work for them."

"Don't forget, we're all just gloves. With everyone having connections, transferring ownership is legal. We can't even make an example of someone, so how can we stop others from transferring to other companies?" Cola also felt a deep sense of powerlessness about this.

Now, most of the boxers have been recruited.

One-third of them were members of the royal family who followed the Great Brahma.

Dafan didn't bring anyone to plant the flag.

After all, it swallowed so many people; it needs to digest them.

Otherwise, if these people turn against us at the last minute and bite us back, that would be truly being attacked from both sides.

Too much to chew.

Meanwhile, the other gangs that didn't recruit fighters all chose to plant their flags, focusing only on immediate profits and ignoring long-term goals.

Thus, the current situation has emerged: they have seized most of Jiang Tianyang's territory, and then, due to disagreements over the division of spoils, they have been constantly fighting amongst themselves.

After fighting their own people, they fought with Jiang Tianyang's gang, and after fighting Jiang Tianyang's gang, they fought with other gangs.

That's what has led to the things we have today.

Jiang Tianyang has already failed once, and now he has failed again...

The military behind Jiang Tianyang is clearly in a state of semi-abandonment.

The other half are still observing.

Or choose new gloves.

For them, if the glove dies, so be it.
"Liang Zheng!" Che Baoshan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He knew very well that all of this was caused by Nan Zheng from Hong Kong Island.

Otherwise, Bangkok wouldn't be the way it is today.

Jiang Tianyang will not be captured alive.

Life and death do not know.

"Car, what we need to do now is to preserve our business and territory in Bangkok as much as possible... Only then will we have the right to negotiate with Liang Zheng," Cola comforted him, then added:

"No news of Tin Yeung's death has come, and there's been no signal from Hung Hing either, which can only mean one thing: they're waiting."

"Wait? Wait for what?" Che Baoshan turned his head and asked, puzzled, his eyes full of resentment.

"Wait until we take the initiative to seek peace, wait until we take the initiative to redeem our people, then they'll make outrageous demands!" Cola took a deep breath and patted Che Baoshan on the shoulder.

"This is Nan Zheng's open conspiracy, a conspiracy that we know is a trap, but we have no choice but to enter into."

"So, Chezi, the only thing I can do is ask you to give up on saving Brother Tianyang, come back here, take back everything Brother Tianyang once had, and wait until you have enough leverage before talking about anything else... Otherwise, no one can save Brother Tianyang, let alone us."

Che Baoshan listened with fury, but felt utterly powerless.

Liang Zheng's methods were truly terrifying; with just this one move, they all felt suffocated.

And now, it seems that this is also the only optimal solution.

In fact, there was something else that Cola didn't say: only by regaining control of the Qingyise (a type of military unit) would the warlords see their value.

Only then can we reconsider our actions to save them.

Otherwise, would a bunch of outsiders like them go to Hong Kong Island to negotiate with Nan Zheng?
That's no different from sending someone to their death.

They'll behave themselves if they get robbed of their own.

In fact, just as Cola thought, Nan Zheng did not take Jiang Tianyang seriously and only wanted Jiang Tianyang's business.

If we could get something for nothing, that would be the best outcome.

This also proves that there are intelligent people in these gangs.

They're not like ordinary gangsters.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng arrived in Hong Kong Island by plane.

The journey was smooth and uneventful, with no unexpected incidents.

At least he entered the country legally and didn't have any scandals.

The people being promoted on Hong Kong Island are all good citizens.

No matter how big the commotion at Fengmanlou gets, Nan Zheng hasn't shown up. Even if the police suspect something, they'll need time to investigate.

Not to mention that it's already been suppressed.

A congressman fell from grace, but it wasn't even mentioned on the front page of the newspapers.

The story was quickly summarized with a mere tabloid headline: "A lawmaker is under investigation for allegedly soliciting prostitutes."

Whether they are foreigners or anyone else, they are all very cautious about the legitimate world.

This is a matter of public credibility.

If they lose public trust, they'll be shot if they just step out into the street.

"Damn, Hong Kong is still the most comfortable." Nan Zheng stretched and yawned as she exited the airport.

I slept all the way back to Hong Kong Island and was in pretty good condition.

At least it's not bumpy.

Taking a boat is the worst kind of uncomfortable.

“You start swearing as soon as you get back. Don’t say that in front of the kids. It’s shameful to teach bad people.” He Min said with a sneer from the side.

Nan Zheng glanced over and said, "You should come down first."

"If I don't have children, does that mean there won't be any kids on Hong Kong Island? Really."

"What do I care about other people? If saying a swear word can lead to bad behavior, then it can only prove that it's a genetic problem! Whether you have children or not, they're all bad."

He Min was speechless.

She realized that no matter what, Nan Zheng always had her own reasons for refuting.

They can be very eloquent.

Upon closer examination, however, it seems there's nothing wrong with it...

After stepping on Nan Zheng's foot, He Min called the driver to put the local specialties she had bought from Taiwan into the trunk, left a message, and got into the car and drove away.

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

"Women are so stingy," Nan Zheng said dismissively, lighting a cigarette.

"Boss, where do we go next?" Tian Yangsheng asked.

"Let's go get some breakfast first," Nan Zheng said, yawning again.

Because of their different geographical locations, Hong Kong Island and Taiwan have different ways of eating.

Nan Zheng still prefers Hong Kong Island snacks, and she enjoys eating wontons with great relish when she orders them at restaurants.

However, the customers at the next table started arguing with the customers at the table behind them, and the two groups eventually got up and were about to fight.

Suddenly, the man at the arm table pulled out a Black Star pistol and shot the bald man at the table behind him.

The sharp, rousing sound of coffee being fired around 7 a.m. is the most invigorating coffee on Hong Kong Island.

In just a moment, the two people remaining at the table behind were completely dumbfounded.

The gunman clearly wasn't going to let them go, and fired two more shots, killing them all while cursing, "You fucking bully? Keep bullying me! I'll kill your whole family if you want."

Fuck your mother! You're asking for it.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone kill someone in broad daylight?" The gunman pointed at the trembling customers around the restaurant before getting into his car and driving away with his two henchmen.

They paid the bill before leaving.

He seems pretty polite, actually.

"Tsk tsk, Hong Kong Island has become such a mess after just a few days? It's like a new Gotham!" Nan Zheng watched the departing car with great interest.

After the commotion grew louder, the boss came out, glanced at the body on the ground, and expressionlessly told his employees to call the police before saying, "You don't know, Hong Kong Island is much more chaotic than before."

"Oh, what happened?" Nan Zheng asked.

"Ever since Leung Kwan led Hung Hing to plant its flags everywhere... now almost the entire Hong Kong Island is filled with Hung Hing flags."

"Similarly, the Hong Kong Island has also been disrupted. Now there are many new and old gangs of all sizes everywhere, fighting and killing each other." The boss simply explained the situation.

He knew Liang Zheng, but he had never met her.

They had no idea that the person in front of them was Liang Zheng.

"That's why those gangs have become rampant, robbing people in broad daylight... I reckon those guys from earlier were them," the boss added.

Tian Yangsheng suppressed a laugh and said, "So, Liang Zheng has become the bad guy?"

"It's not really that bad... After all, things are chaotic now, but because the various gangs are fighting over territory, they've even stopped collecting protection money! We're actually making quite a bit of money now," the shopkeeper said calmly, lighting a cigarette.

This is actually true.

After all, there are fights every few days.

This street is often designated as A at night, B at night, and C the next day...

Back and forth, many gangsters died or were injured, but the business owners made more money.

Because the flags change so quickly, before the ground is even cleaned up, another gang comes along. How can we possibly have time to collect fees?

"So, I really did do a good deed, and I've become a great philanthropist in Hong Kong," Nan Zheng scoffed.

“It’s a good thing for ordinary people, but it might not be so for the police,” Tian Yangsheng said with a smile.

"Huh?" The boss was dumbfounded.

you?
Are you Liang Zheng?
Nan Zheng ignored him, lit a cigarette, paid the bill, and said, "Abu, drive the car over and follow those robbers."

"I'd like to see where they went."

“Okay.” Abu didn’t ask any questions and got up to find a car.

Nan Zheng had nothing else to do but look for those robbers.

I just wanted to do it.

Because they had just insulted him too.

Nan Zheng felt that she hadn't really stretched her muscles in a long time while living on Hong Kong Island.

These few egg rolls are pretty good.

(End of this chapter)