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

Chapter 254 "243" I have people in the hospital too, didn't expect that, did you?
Bangkok, Thailand. Now, only ashes remain on the streets. As the smoke dissipates, the once bustling city seems somewhat desolate.

Che Baoshan sat wearily on the street, raised his bloodied hands, took out a cigarette, and exhaled deeply.

The facts were pretty much as Uncle Kun had said: as soon as Che Baoshan returned, he launched a battle to defend the most bustling area of ​​Bangkok.

Cola, on the other hand, remotely directed operations from the villa.

In just one night, Che Baoshan slaughtered three teams, totaling nearly a thousand soldiers.

Bangkok is not as orderly as Hong Kong Island. There are no gangsters here, only triads, so everyone here is a vicious and ruthless person who is very difficult to deal with.

Once surrounded, they're almost guaranteed to be hacked to pieces.

Che Baoshan knew very well that he was the backbone of the team and could not afford to have any problems. Therefore, he fought with all his might in every battle, and would kill the enemy leader as soon as the battle started without any mercy.

Even at his feet now lie three skulls, severed by a sharp machete…

This is his record tonight.

It was precisely because of their ruthlessness that they were able to drive away the flag-raising gang.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have had a single chance.

"Is anyone else coming?" Che Baoshan took a deep breath, his arms trembling slightly, but his eyes remained calm and sharp.

One of the henchmen walked over and said, "Boss, we've already scattered all the people who wanted to plant our flag."

"The ones still fighting now have nothing to do with us... It's almost a fight between the Hells Angels and the Motorbike Gang."

The rest are drug dens in the Golden Triangle near Pattaya.

They only want loose goods, not land.

"If they come here too, we'll just chop them up as well!" Che Baoshan said coldly.

Jiang Tianyang was also a small-scale merchant, which was the main reason why the warlords supported him.

Without substantial profits, who would provide him with strong backing?
And selling bulk goods is one of the most profitable and simplest projects.

It's completely mindless.

Che Baoshan also needs this right now to support his income.

However, even if they manage to win back their entire team, they still won't be able to hold on.

No Money.

"Car boy." Just then, a young man in a suit and tie walked over. This man was Mark, Che Baoshan's close-quarters gunman.

"What is it?" Che Baoshan asked without turning his head.

Mark stated directly, "Most of our men were injured, nearly three hundred... and more than a dozen died in the streets, with over twenty seriously injured."

The rest, though uninjured, were almost all exhausted.

"Take a good rest and give them some instructions. Once this difficult period is over, I, Che Baoshan, will definitely not let them down!" Che Baoshan said.

The more than 600 people were all boxers from the gym, and their strength was quite good.

But as good as they are, they are still human beings and need to eat.

Medical expenses are a problem.

Strength is also a problem.

After all, this battle wasn't a one-on-one fight, but rather a series of attacks.

Being beaten so many times, over and over again, even a piece of iron wouldn't be able to withstand it, let alone a human being.

After finishing a cigarette, Che Baoshan returned to the villa and saw Kele, who had long hair, was wearing a cheongsam, and even had lipstick on.

It actually looks quite pretty.

Che Baoshan felt a little awkward. After all, just half a year ago, Kele was his brother, and they ate, drank, gambled, and whored together every day.

Now, she has transformed into a woman...

The key point is that it's quite pretty.

Che Baoshan couldn't describe how he felt.

"Hey kid, how's it going outside?" Cola asked as he walked over, lighting a cigarette as he did so.

He didn't sense anything unusual.

“Three groups of people came today, and there were several rounds of fighting and killing, but fortunately they all ran away now. I also killed all the leaders,” Che Baoshan said.

"I reckon they won't need to think about how to get in and plant their flag during this period of time."

"Instead, they were thinking about who would be the boss."

"Not bad." Cola nodded in satisfaction.

Whether it's a gang or a triad, they're all pretty much the same in essence.

When the leader dies, a new leader is needed.

Otherwise, how can I take charge of the overall situation?

Especially for gangs with internal conflicts, they might have to kill each other that very night to ensure their own smooth succession.

Therefore, Che Baoshan's decisive action really worked.

At least let outsiders know that even without Jiang Tianyang, Che Baoshan is still a war god.

What doesn't kill him will only make him more terrifying and powerful.

"When the time comes, have Mark do the work. Hang those three heads on the front door of our boxing gym headquarters like red lanterns," Cola added.

"I want everyone to understand that this is the consequence of opposing us!"

"Hiss..." Che Baoshan gasped.

"Cola, is it really necessary to be so harsh?"

“If you’re not ruthless, you can’t stand firm! What we need to do now is to establish an image in the minds of all the gangs in Bangkok—a desperado.” A ruthless glint flashed in Cola’s eyes.

"Not just outlaws of the underworld, but ruthless, bloodthirsty scoundrels who will stop at nothing to seek revenge! Only in this way can we hold onto our remaining business and have any chance of making a comeback..."

Otherwise, even if we don't have any internal problems, we'll eventually run out of resources and be gradually eroded by other entities.

Ultimately, they brought about their own destruction.

Che Baoshan nodded thoughtfully.

He hadn't thought of that at first, but now that Cola reminded him, he suddenly realized.

Yes, now that Jiang Tianyang is gone, the warlords are watching from the sidelines, and Bangkok has been divided up...

The days of local tyrants are long gone. Whether you rise to prominence or fall to your death is entirely up to you.

"I'll go find Mark right now and get it done. I reckon it won't be long before everyone in Bangkok hears the news." Che Baoshan turned and left.

Cola stared at that burly figure, standing there in silence for a long time.

The news spread that very evening, causing quite a stir in the local area.

In the royal family, Da Fan sat in his room and chuckled, "That Che Baoshan guy really has some skills; he actually managed to survive all that?"

"He withstood an attack by thousands of people, taking turns relentlessly. I admire his courage..."

"Unfortunately, his real opponent this time isn't these gangsters in Bangkok, but rather Liang Zheng from Hong Kong Island," a muscular man with sharp features said casually from the side.

This man is named Saman, and he is one of the eight Golden Mongkol monks of Thailand.

Kim Mongkol is considered the face of Thailand, and only the strongest boxers can enter.

Shaman and Dafan are both among them.

"Liangzheng will definitely come? How can you be so sure?" Dafan asked.

"It's uncertain whether he'll come or not, but regardless, Che Baoshan's opponent is him. Don't forget, Jiang Tianyang is still in Liang Zheng's hands," Sha Man said with a smile.

Dafan slapped his forehead and remembered.

The news had already spread a few days earlier, but his focus was on Che Baoshan.

If Shaman hadn't reminded him, he would have completely forgotten.

"With your royal family being such a large organization, don't you plan to go to Bangkok and get a share of the profits?" Saman asked again.

“No word has been given from above,” Da Fan said.

"So I only recruited Jiang Tianyang's old subordinates, each of whom was a tough guy who had seen blood and was quite capable..."

"Besides, you said it yourself, Che Baoshan's opponent is Liang Zheng. If I get involved, he will be my final opponent too," Da Fan added.

Dafan was a very brave person who dared to take on any challenge.

However, he wasn't really confident about Liang Zheng.

Dafan had seen the fireworks display very clearly.

In a battle involving thousands, the opposing side not only remained unharmed but also wreaked havoc...

To be honest, even Dafan himself couldn't achieve that level of power.

I don't have the guts.

Furthermore, since no one above had given any instructions, Dafan was too lazy to go to Bangkok and get involved.

And above Dafan was his mother, Shidarine...

“It’s right not to go against him.” Shaman nodded in agreement, which was unusual for him, without much disdain or arrogance.

Kim Mongkol are very arrogant because they are not only treated as honored guests by the Thai royal family, but also have a reputation throughout Southeast Asia.

It's impossible not to be arrogant.

After all, they all earned their success through their own efforts.

“Liang Zheng not only has the Sanlian Gang in Taiwan, but also the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan… I’ve even heard he has allies in Cambodia,” Shaman added, laughing.
"This guy is not only ruthless, he also has an absurd number of friends."

"If we really encounter one, I'm afraid we won't be able to beat them without a few RPGs."

Such lethal weapons would not be used in Thailand unless war broke out.

After all, warlords all had their own territories, and using them would be a slap in the face to them.

Therefore, the underground order here also has its unspoken rules.

Guns can be used, but only AKs are permitted at most.

So, Thailand, which appears to be the most chaotic place, is actually not as chaotic as Hong Kong Island.

The main problem is that there are just too many large circles.

There are too many to count.

But it's inevitable that many people will die; life isn't that important here.

"Don't worry, I won't fight him. He's more famous than Jin Mengkong by himself now! Do you think he's a nobody?" Da Fan laughed. He also had a partnership with Ding Yao.

If there are mutually beneficial collaborations, of course they won't act recklessly.

“That’s fine.” Shaman nodded. He had come here specifically to remind Dafan.

There's nothing else to it, it's just that Shaman has some cooperation with the Dark Portal.

Behind the Dark Gate lies the Yamaguchi-gumi.

The Yamaguchi-gumi and Hung Hing have formed a chain of interests.

……

At the same time, Uncle Kun saw the "red lanterns" hanging at the entrance of Jiang Tianyang's largest boxing gym and was immediately amazed.

"Each generation is more awesome than the last! Even Jiang Tianyang wouldn't dare to do these things."

"This kid did it all."

"Uncle Kun, are we really siding with Hung Hing this time?" asked one of Uncle Kun's underlings.

"What do you mean by siding with Hung Hing? We're Hung Hing people! If you can't speak properly, then shut up. Nobody's going to call you mute." Uncle Kun turned around and slapped him across the face.

His eyes still held a hostile glint.

Damn it, how could you even ask such a stupid question?

Are you mentally challenged?
The younger brother scratched his head and said, "That's right, why did you have to hit him?"

"This slap is to remind you that we were born into the Hung Hing family, and we'll die as Hung Hing ghosts! Don't forget who gave us the money to eat our first meal in Thailand back then." Uncle Kun cursed and slapped his underling again.

“We used to work for Jiang Zhen, now we work for Mr. Nan.”

“I tell you bastards every single day to respect the elderly and care for the young, but you have absolutely no manners or upbringing…”

Uncle Kun was starting to wonder if this little brother was really an undercover agent sent by Nan Zheng.

Otherwise, why would someone be so stupid?
Now that he's chosen a side, he's essentially walking into a vortex of conflict, so Uncle Kun is being extremely cautious and careful.

They were afraid of accidentally offending the other party.

After all, Nan Zheng is not just ruthless, nor is she an ordinary person.

If someone betrays their own people, even with the slightest hint of malice... the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, regardless of the occasion, Uncle Kun constantly promoted Hung Hing, indicating that Mr. Nan Zheng Nan could make Hung Hing "great" again.

This is also the survival strategy of seasoned veterans.

A moment later, a phone call came in.

"Hello?" Uncle Kun asked as soon as he answered the call, already having some guesses in his mind.

"I am Abu," a calm voice came from inside.

"Abu? Hello, Brother Bu!" Uncle Kun thought for a moment and immediately knew who it was.

The security guards around Nan Zheng.

He had heard of him before; he was a mercenary who seemed to be quite famous in Southeast Asia.

“Just knowing me is enough. Where are you?” Abu asked.

"It's in Bangkok, not far from Pattaya... Brother Bu, you've arrived in Thailand?" Uncle Kun said with a grin, clearly Nan Zheng had already informed him in advance.

“That’s right,” Abu said calmly.

"I've landed in Pattaya now. Come find me. Let's have a good talk."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Uncle Kun agreed immediately and then had a car prepared.

He hadn't expected Nan Zheng to send someone over so quickly.

Looks like they're about to scout out the location.

Half an hour later, Uncle Kun arrived at a Thai restaurant in Pattaya and met Abu and his group. They were surrounded by burly men with a menacing aura.

"Brother Bu, good evening!" Uncle Kun greeted him with a chuckle as soon as he sat down, showing no trace of the arrogance of a seasoned veteran.

In other words, he didn't actually have the confidence or the intention to be arrogant.

After all, Abu was one of Nan Zheng's people.

Of course, Uncle Kun mistakenly thought that Abu was Tian Yangsheng, and therefore thought that the other party was a mercenary with a very bad temper.

If something goes wrong and they suddenly kill themselves, then you'll have nowhere to cry.

Even if someone is a confidant, they can still say whatever they want.
In the end, it's just a matter of replacing you with someone else, nothing more...

"What's the situation in Bangkok right now?" Abu waved for Chen Yiyuan and the others to find a place to sit. Only when there were two people left at the single table did he ask.

"Bangkok is in an extremely chaotic state right now. Fighting and killing happen day and night; it's become the norm!" Uncle Kun said directly.

"If Hung Hing wants to gain a foothold in Bangkok, then they should just lead their men in and seize the territory of the other gangs. Because you are newcomers, and they have just planted their flags, everyone is penniless and their foundation is unstable..."

If they want to directly take away Che Baoshan's business, that's a bit difficult now.

Because he just did something big tonight, everyone thinks he's a ruthless guy and not someone to mess with.

“Especially now that Bangkok has been divided into five or six parts, and Che Baoshan has single-handedly kept the most prosperous part, his ability is something that many people can’t match, let alone a young man in his early twenties,” Uncle Kun added, clearly a high compliment.

"Oh, really?" Abu laughed, but it was a very contemptuous laugh.

After all, he had just returned from Taiwan, and he came back with Nan Zheng.

Che Baoshan was beaten all the way back to Thailand... What kind of skills could this guy possibly have?
If you're so capable, you wouldn't have to become a homeless dog.

His older brother is still in his possession.

However, Abu is not in a hurry and plans to slowly erode the opponent's power by gradually weakening them.

Fortunately, they had just arrived here and, apart from Uncle Kun, a local bigwig, they had no clear understanding of the other areas or the major gangs.

Therefore, you must chew slowly and carefully.

Find someone who seems easy to bully first, and then take their food and money without hesitation.

"Take me to see the situation tomorrow, and we'll make plans then," Abu said after thinking for a moment.

Uncle Kun immediately said, "No problem, I'll take you wherever you want to go, Brother Bu."

"I'd even be willing to let you fuck my ass!"

Abu looked strange.

Why is this guy so obsequious? Are you fucking a pervert?

……

Meanwhile, in Sham Shui Po, Bearded Yung from the Number Gang was leisurely drinking tea with a young man with two eagles on his chest.

This person is Huimin, nicknamed Boxing King Min.

A few years ago, he won two championships in Japan, and on the ring, he defeated the most famous karate master with an almost instant kill.

They are quite famous in Southeast Asia.

Especially in island nations, it's said that even the Yamaguchi-gumi is trying to win him over, treating him as an honored guest, and is even considering whether to create a separate Chinese group for him.

Boxing champion Min is also one of the most capable fighters in the Number Gang today.

"Brother Yong, I heard you want me to go and support the water room?" Boxing King Min asked with a smile.

Why didn't you say anything?

"I've already said hello, haven't I?" Bearded Yong said with a faint smile.

"Of course, whether you go or not is your own choice... Although I am the head of the Number Gang, I will not force anyone."

“Brother Yong, you’ve already forced me to do this without consulting me first,” said Boxing King Min. “If I hadn’t come today, I probably wouldn’t have known you made me go and be the vanguard in the water room.”

The key point is that he knew about this entirely because it was spread through the Dao.

The wife of the Flower Buddha fell to her death in Tsim Sha Tsui.

The specific reason was suppressed, and no one knows.

But a fake fight will definitely turn into a real fight.

After all, it's a dead wife! Not some cat or dog that's about to die.

How can it be so simple?
Of course, a dog did die on the street, but that's not the key point this time...

"This time, I just said it offhand. Anyway, it's fine if you go or not," Bearded Yong then revealed the real reason.

"I have a partnership with Hua Fo. If you go, I'll give you extra commission. If you don't go, it's fine too. I'll treat you to a few tables as an apology afterwards, how about that?"

"Not very good." Boxing champion Min looked coldly at Bearded Yong, then turned and left.

"Anyway, you can do whatever you want with me. I'm not one of yours."

Bearded Yong's face immediately darkened.

His little scheme was seen through by the boxing champion Min.

To put it bluntly, Bearded Yong didn't care whether Boxing King Min would participate in the fight or not; what he cared about was that Boxing King Min was someone he had called to participate.

This means indirectly forcing the boxing champion Min to take sides.

Make it clear to everyone in the number gang that Boxing King Min is on his side, Bearded Brave Leader's side...

However, the boxing champion Min was also well-versed in the ways of the martial arts world, and he didn't give Bearded Yong any face at all, directly exposing the other party's little scheme.

If even a boxing champion like Min didn't have this kind of brain, how would he have survived to the next generation?

"Boss, it seems that Boxing King Min is afraid of Hung Hing." The underling said, watching this scene.

"It's not a matter of being afraid or not," said Bearded Yong, taking a sip of tea.

It has nothing to do with Hung Hing in essence; it's just his relationship with boxing champion Min.

It now appears to have collapsed.

Boxing King Min's mentor is a super elder. In essence, if Bearded Yong wasn't the leader, Boxing King Min wouldn't even give him a second glance.

This is what Bearded Yong really meant – he wanted Boxing Champion Min to side with him…

Only in this way can Beard Yong's goal of reunifying and uniting the Number Gang have a chance of being achieved.

The Number Gang is incredibly powerful; if they were to unite, even several Hung Hing gangs wouldn't be a match for them.

Unfortunately, even a leader like Beard Yong lacks vision, so how could he possibly unify the country?
"Boss, if King Min isn't going this time, how are we going to explain it to the water room?" the underling asked, scratching his head.

"An explanation? Who the hell do I have to explain myself to after I've been in this business?" Bearded Yong sneered.

"No need to explain, Hua Fo is doomed!"

"Huh?" The younger brother was immediately dumbfounded.

"If it were just a small-scale battle, the water room might still have a chance of winning, but... Hua Fo's wife fell down, which is clearly a lesson Liang Zheng taught him!"

"Now the water room doesn't know when to back down, but instead wants to 'forge ahead bravely,' tsk tsk, their courage is commendable! But whether their whole family will die is another matter." Bearded Yong sneered.

He knew very well that the Flower Buddha believed he was on the same side as the Water House, so he initially wanted to test the strength of the Hung Hing.

Coincidentally, Bearded Yong also wanted to send the water room to Hung Hing so that Nan Zheng could twist off Flower Buddha's head.

Then they divided up the water room business.

This is Hu Xuyong's real purpose, and it's also why he said it didn't matter whether Boxing King Min went or not.

These days, what genuine feelings are there? It's all just scheming, backstabbing, and petty interests aimed at swallowing each other up.

Bearded Yung couldn't even get the number gang sorted out, so how could he possibly help Shui Fong organize Hung Hing?

Anyone with a brain knows there's a problem.

……

“In a hospital in Kowloon, there was a man named Prince who was the head of the Shui Fong district. Get rid of him.”

The next morning, Nan Zheng called A Wu while yawning.

"The dragon has spoken, and he forbids me from getting involved in this," A-Wu said.

"Damn it! Who do you work for?"

"It's not allowed in principle, but we can do it if you pay more," Ah Wu finally told the truth.

"Add your mother my ass! All you ever do is ask for money. If you don't get this guy on your side, you're dead meat." Nan Zheng cursed as she hung up the phone.

The prince was cursing himself in the hospital, and it was the employees of the snack shop who told him.

The employee's wife is a hospital nurse.

Surprised? I have people working at the hospital too!
Damn, that's awesome? I'll make sure you don't live past tonight.

Nan Zheng casually tossed her mobile phone aside, yawned again, and got out of bed to pee.

"Another day full of energy," Nan Zheng said casually, lighting a cigarette as she poured water. She hadn't fired a shot last night, so her condition was unusually good today.

Looks like he's really become a kidney warrior.

After a brief chat with He Min, Nan Zheng returned to her office.

But before they could even sit down, an uninvited guest arrived.

Upon closer inspection, it was Li Ying.

"What a damn uninvited guest!" Nan Zheng glanced at him, sat down, and sneered.

"Mr. Nan, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to scold me like this as soon as I arrive?" Li Ying entered with a smile. Yu Wenhui glanced at the two of them tactfully, and then left.

"Come on, with your looks, nothing good ever comes of you coming here."

“You’re really mistaken, there really is good news…” Li Ying sat down opposite him and took out the banner.

"To rid the people of harm, this is the stamp."

"Oh ho." Nan Zheng glanced at it and, sure enough, laughed.

My mood improved immediately.

"Li sir, did I see a ghost today? Someone came to deliver a banner to me with the character '情' (qing, meaning love) first thing in the morning?"

"Are you having epilepsy?"

"Isn't this because Mr. Nan helped us catch a few notorious bandits, so we specially sent this banner to him..." Li Ying turned his head and lit a cigarette.

He added, "We've confirmed that the other party did indeed kill two gangsters and then drove off to rob a bank in a new town in the New Territories."

“There was a guy scouting the place, and we caught him. He’s already told us everything.”

"I'm not the Governor of Hong Kong, what's the point of telling me all this?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

Li Ying simply said he came to present a banner, but he didn't believe a word of it.

However, the four characters "to eliminate harm for the people" are quite beautiful.

Nan Zheng was indeed very satisfied.

"He won't budge, no matter what you say." Li Ying sighed, utterly exasperated.

We can't find a single entry point.

This guy is getting more and more difficult to deal with.

"I'll be frank with you, the news of your duel with Shui Fang has spread far and wide. Are you going to fight tonight?" Li Ying asked.

"This has nothing to do with me. It was Hua Fo who said he wanted to spar with Tai Bao... If there's anything wrong, why don't you arrest them and you'll find out?"

"It's just a casual question."

"Come on, do you think I don't know you?" Li Ying said irritably.

"Hua Fo's wife fell down, and it happened in your own territory... I haven't figured out what happened yet, but even if it was a fake fight before, it has to become a real fight now!"
Is this your doing, stirring things up or just going with the flow? I don't believe you weren't prepared at all.

"What a coincidence, I really wasn't prepared at all, and I only found out about it afterward," Nan Zheng said nonchalantly.

"Anyway, it's their business if they fight, it has nothing to do with me. If you want to find someone, find them."

"Whatever."

"Sigh..." Li Ying sighed again.

Liang Zheng is really difficult to deal with these days; she's completely unyielding to both soft and hard approaches.

The key is that no one can restrain him.

Picking peaches when they're fully grown seems to have no effect whatsoever on the young people...

Because this peach is fucking huge! No matter which department comes, they're helpless.

Catching Nan Zheng?
This matter is indeed similar to what he said; it has nothing to do with him. If you really want to arrest someone, you should also take a look at the legal team behind them.

Anyone who causes trouble without evidence will lose their job.

They will then suffer retaliation.

Only a fool would do something so thankless and exhausting.

It has nothing to do with Nan Zheng?

That's nonsense. Even a fool would know that the two sides have similar spheres of influence.

This day would come sooner or later.

Therefore, there's not much to say; whether Nan Zheng was manipulating things behind the scenes or not is irrelevant.

The important thing is how to resolve this issue.

However, who can handle Hung Hing now? Their influence is too widespread. If we really try to take a hard line, the employees of all the property management companies below will probably all run to Government House to protest the next day.

After all, he's the owner of a "legitimate business," how can you not be convinced?
This truly confirms what Nan Zheng said before: "I have tons of people and tons of money, so whether it's legal or not, it's all legal!"

After thinking for a moment, Li Ying said, "You, Mr. Nan, are a respectable businessman. Now that Yau Tsim Mong has encountered such a problem, you wouldn't just ignore it, would you?"

"I've heard that the British Hong Kong government has started talking to the North. If you keep making such a big fuss every few days, it's hard to say whether things will be as peaceful as they are in the future..."

“Of course, I’m just offering a suggestion; it’s up to you, Mr. Nan, to make your own choice,” Li Ying said.

Nan Zheng laughed upon hearing this.

He just laughed with a contemptuous look.

"Seriously, Li Sir? You don't even know whose iron fence you'll be in the future, and now you're using this to show concern for me? What good is that?"

Do I look like someone who would care?

“I know you don’t care. After all, Mr. Nan is a rich man. If you can’t stay here, you can go somewhere else,” Li Ying said with a smile.

"But this is just in case, in case something unpleasant happens."

"The proper way to make a living in the business is to keep a low profile and make a fortune quietly, rather than showing your face in public."

"Otherwise, what's the difference between that and being a prostitute?"

"Wow, Li Sir, you've become so charming lately? I'm starting to like you!" Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

In reality, Li Ying was out of options, otherwise he wouldn't have made up such nonsense.

If a foreigner were here and heard him say that, he probably wouldn't be able to continue working as a police officer.

Wavering at the last minute is a major taboo.

However, Li Ying is a senior inspector, and he is speaking so tactfully now, which shows what kind of person is sitting opposite him.

Even if he admitted to being a member of the mafia, foreigners would probably still call him a law-abiding citizen.

There's no other reason than its large size.

It's valuable enough!
Nan Zheng wasn't one to refuse anyone's request. After all, the other party had been so polite and had even presented her with a banner, so she said, "The same old rule applies. Get it done within three days."

"After all, I've already helped you cops take care of a few notorious thugs, you wouldn't refuse to give me face, would you?"

"Okay," Li Ying said after a moment's thought, feeling relieved.

Nan Zheng's words were essentially handing the initiative over to the police officer.

It's even simpler to say it's a matter of saving face.

At first, Li Ying was genuinely afraid that the other party would show no respect whatsoever and launch a massacre at the water room, causing a huge uproar throughout the city.

At that point, the police will truly lose all face and credibility.

The problem is, there's nothing you can do about it; you can't argue with it.

With a company as large as Wo Luen Shing and Uncle Tung having such influence, even the police would give him a hard time.

But if it were Liang Zheng, with the same attitude, the outcome would be different...

But now that it's all settled, things are much easier. Li Ying stood up and said, "Don't make things too big, or it'll be difficult for anyone to handle."

"Don't worry, I, Liang Zheng, am a great philanthropist who rids people of evil!" Nan Zheng said with a grin as she looked at the banner.

"I remember that the group of idiots in the water room had broken up. If they were eliminated, it would be considered a way to eliminate evil and maintain order, and to contribute to society."

"You should be happy that someone is doing a good deed for the police for free!"

Li Ying, who was about to leave, was so angry at these words that he laughed.

Damn it, Nan Zheng really likes to find excuses to boast about herself.

The key point is that it's also reasonable.

It has absolutely no flaws.

If this kind of person were an undercover agent, the anti-gang unit could probably retire long ago.

Unfortunately he is not.

……

Meanwhile, inside a hospital in Kowloon, the prince was watching television, muttering curses under his breath.

However, I'm also really looking forward to tonight's battle.

He wanted to see how the Hung Hing men would die this time!
The prince was a high-ranking member of the water room, so he knew very well that this was not just a water room challenge, but also involved a number gang behind the scenes.

Adding fuel to the fire, the death of Hua Fo's wife made things even more unbearable.

"Do you think the Water House and the Number Gang will attack Hung Hing from both sides tonight?" the prince asked his underlings.

"There are only so many people attacking from both sides, it's five hundred against five hundred." The younger brother scratched his head.

"You know nothing! This time it's Longtou Temple's wife! Do you think it's some cat or dog next door?" the prince sneered.

"The leader will most likely resort to underhanded tactics, either by launching a sneak attack to win or by secretly sending someone to be his mistress."

"Otherwise, would he really swallow this insult? Wouldn't he become a pimp? How would he ever face anyone again!"

The prince was quite confident about this, believing that the Flower Buddha would definitely resort to underhanded tactics.

Otherwise, it won't be easy for him to be the leader in the future.

Before the prince could say anything, a commotion suddenly erupted in the corridor, followed by the door being kicked open. Three or four thugs rushed in without a word and began slashing at anyone they saw.

Seeing his two underlings instantly hacked to pieces and fall into pools of blood, the prince was terrified. But before he could move, A-Wu plunged a knife into his stomach and began to frantically stir it.

"Ugh~~" The prince's eyes widened, staring at A-Wu with disbelief.

However, all the knife-wielders were masked, so it was impossible to tell who was who.

Seeing that the prince could still move, A-Wu stabbed him a few more times, then leaned close to his ear and said coldly, "Your Highness, Mr. Nan sends his regards to you."

Goodnight, you idiot.

Before leaving, he stabbed the man in the neck one last time. Once he was sure the man was dead, Ah Wu jumped out of the window and quickly led his men away.

The entire process took less than a minute.

It would be impossible without an inside accomplice.

It was only after a large bloodstain was seen in the room by passersby that the hospital became agitated.

Shortly after, the doctor arrived, examined the prince's injuries, and pronounced him dead on the spot.

The two underlings were not seriously injured.

But there were also howls and wailing.

The tendons in his hands and feet were severed.

"Hiss..." The doctor couldn't help but gasp, his face full of shock.

He never expected the other party to be so ruthless.

If the tendons in your hands and feet are severed, they can't be reattached even in the hospital.

I'm doomed to be a useless person for the rest of my life.

A few minutes later, the people in the water room got wind of it, and more than a dozen people got out of the car and rushed into the hospital.

However, they had just gotten off the bus and hadn't even had a chance to walk more than a few steps.

A dump truck suddenly crashed into it.

"What the hell?!" The leader of the volcano was terrified, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and he screamed in terror. His underlings on both sides scattered in fear.

Even so, several unlucky people were still knocked over.

The volcano was instantly flattened into a pancake.

The dump truck crashed into the hospital's outer wall and stopped. A-Wu and two knife-wielders quickly got out of the truck, then started hacking at the henchmen in the water room before running away.

The people in the water room were completely terrified!

To do two in and two out in broad daylight, that scene was truly terrifying.

A-Wu was really going all out, since he didn't know if Nan Zheng would be paid for becoming a prince this time, so he gritted his teeth and took the risk of a second round of entry and exit.

The intention is to make Nan Zheng more satisfied.

To make more money.

There's no other way; my son needs tuition to go to school.

(End of this chapter)