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

Chapter 255 "244" Afraid they'll come from afar to bite me?

"Wow, such a big commotion in broad daylight? When did A-Wu become so ferocious?" Nan Zheng was astonished when she heard the news outside the hospital.

"He's so ruthless... isn't he afraid his son will be born without an anus?"

"Is it because you paid him too much, boss, that he's working so hard?" Tai Bao said with a grin.

“I never said I was going to give him money,” Nan Zheng scoffed.

But...

They did such a brilliant job.

It seems like I have no choice but to give it to them.

Not giving it would make me seem somewhat heartless and insane.

That bastard Wu really knows how to ask for money.

"War tonight?"

“Yes.” Taibao nodded.

"I've already called Xiahou Wu, Luo Tianhong, Gao Jin, Zheng Wei, and the others... I estimate that tonight, barring any unforeseen circumstances, they'll all be coming to Jordan to do their work."

"Tsk tsk, another big show of the year. It's only been a short while since the New Year... You bunch of gangsters are out causing trouble again, making Hong Kong a lawless place."

After thinking for a moment, he continued:
"Jordan is Wo Luen Shing's stronghold. If the Water House (a Hong Kong business group) challenges us there, they're probably using Wo Luen Shing as a peacemaker or middleman..."

"So, are we still going to fight?" Tai-bao asked, knowing that the boss and Jimmy had a close relationship.

"If Wo Luen Shing dares to help, we'll take them down too! Who do they think they are?"

"Anyway, you guys can have fun. Just give me a call when you're ready to fight, and I'll come over and watch the show."

He really didn't take Wo Luen Shing seriously.

They were all wiped out long ago, and all that's left are a bunch of useless trash.

It's completely useless.

It's neither aesthetically pleasing nor practical.

Although Wo Luen Shing only lost a few Red Sticks, that was only the surface. After all, the Fireworks Terrace had wiped out all the fighters. Even if they still had tens of thousands of men, without a leader who could fight and charge into battle, weren't those tens of thousands of men just for show?
If they were slashed a few times, they'd probably all have to run away.

Gangsters aren't an army; they won't run away if they're scared.

This is an indisputable fact.

However, Wo Luen Shing will eventually have to give up all the remaining land parcels and then transform its business.

Whether Jimmy will take this opportunity is hard to say.

Nan Zheng didn't ask.

Since they've actually come, we'll accept them all.

This was planned long ago.

However, during this period, He Lian Sheng has kept a low profile because Jimmy is reorganizing the internal affairs, so Nan Zheng has been too lazy to ask too many questions.

As long as they don't cause trouble, it's fine.

"Don't worry, I will. I'm sensible enough to handle this little thing," Tai-bao said with a smile.

Then he added, "Also, the paperwork for the kindergarten we were planning to open is almost complete."

"Kindergarten, I guess?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, then chuckled and scolded:
"Damn it... I told you this six months ago, and you're only bringing it up now?"

"There's nothing I can do, boss." Tai-bao scratched his head.

"I'm not a god, I can't be in two places at once. Sometimes I forget, I forget, I leave halfway through and then continue when I remember."

"That's why it took so long."

"Where should we choose a location?" Nan Zheng was too lazy to care about such trivial matters.

“Tsim Sha Tsui is too small. Yau Tsim Mong and other similar areas are also lucrative places. Many gangs covet each other and often fight each other... So these areas are not suitable.”

"I chose Hung Hom, next to Tsim Sha Tsui East, as the location. We have land there, and Kowloon City is big enough to be a perfect place for a kindergarten," Tai-bo explained.

Nan Zheng thought about it for a moment and agreed.

Hung Hom used to be the territory of San Kee, but after San Kee was destroyed, Nam Ching stopped managing it, since there wasn't much profit to be made in those areas.

He doesn't lack that.

Later, it was swallowed up by Wang Jianguo.

There are currently three streets.

"Then let's choose Hung Hom. It's best to make it a bit bigger, not stingy, so people won't say I'm being stingy even when I'm giving a bunch of kids free education," Nan Zheng said calmly.

The children of employees who have started families and careers can attend school for free.

This was something Nan Zheng had long thought about and wanted to do.

However, I had a lot of problems to solve and didn't have much time, so it's been delayed for so long.

If we can get the license plate now, that's good.

In fact, schools like Nanzheng, which are similar to public welfare schools, don't require too many procedures. They just need to check the fire safety and security facilities, and the license will be approved by the authorities.

It took half a year to get it done... that's purely because Taibao is such a lazy bum.

He's always busy chasing girls.

Not long after Taibao left to run errands, Awu returned panting heavily, casually taking off his mask, his whole body drenched in sweat.

"If you're going to die soon, go die somewhere else, don't die in my office." Nan Zheng said with a look of disgust.

"This is a feng shui treasure spot! I'll be using this place to pick up girls from now on."

"Damn it." A-Wu cursed irritably. He got criticized whether he did anything or not.

He was speechless.

"And what are you doing back here after doing something so big? Trying to drag me down with you? I don't know you at all! I'm a law-abiding citizen," Nan Zheng said calmly.

Awu:......

"Money! Money," A-Wu said helplessly.

"If I don't have money, how am I supposed to run away and hide from the storm? Do you think I'm made of iron? That I can teleport to the other side of the harbor?"

"You've been sneaking around for so many years, making so much money, and now you want me to pay you for your transportation?" Nan Zheng looked at A Wu in shock.

A-Wu shrugged: "One thing at a time. Running away with my money is a loss, but running away with your money is a gain! After all, I'm doing this for you."

"You really have a whole set of theories to tell," Nan Zheng sneered, then threw a worthless check out of the drawer.

"Well done. Write down how many you want..."

"So generous?" A-Wu exclaimed in shock.

"You think I'm just a freebie, that I get paid for whatever work I do?" Nan Zheng leaned back on the sofa.

"That's true." A-Wu nodded and unceremoniously picked up the check and put it in his pocket.

He is a person who has always been clear about his likes and dislikes.

I love money, but I don't overcharge.

Therefore, even if Nan Zheng offered him ten million, A Wu would not actually take it.

One should be trustworthy.

Of course, Nan Zheng's bank account only has a few hundred thousand yuan, how much could that be?
If he wants it, then give it all to him.

Whether they have the guts to take it all is another matter.

"The prince has fallen?"

"We've completely failed! I guess you've already heard the news. It took me a lot of effort to finally get rid of this mess."

"Was it Bearded Yong who told you not to participate in the war?"

“Yes.” A-Wu nodded. “He told me that he has a business relationship with Hua Fo, so he asked me not to get involved, to give him face… Of course, if you’re willing to pay, that’s another story.”

boom!
Suddenly a cup was thrown at him, startling Ah Wu, who quickly dodged it.

It finally smashed against the wall.

"If you fucking talk about money again, I'll go and boil your son right now." Nan Zheng cursed and was about to pick up a cup to smash it when A Wu turned and ran away.

This time he really ran away.

"Damn it, all you talk about is money. I'll bury you in it!" Nan Zheng finally put down her cup.

He then sneered, "Bearded Yong? The head of the Number Gang? You're messing with me, aren't you?"

"Fuck your mother! Once I've dealt with that bastard Hua Fo, I'll have some fun with you."

At first, A-Wu said he wouldn't get involved in the water room business, but Nan Zheng didn't take it seriously.

But then it suddenly dawned on me.

This guy is so greedy for money, he always fought to participate in the previous battles with thousands of people, but this time he actually said he wouldn't participate... Does he think he has too much money? Nobody believes this loser really thinks he has too much money.

Therefore, Nan Zheng immediately figured it out; it was probably a message from the number guild.

And the only one bigger than Wu Da who could command him was Bearded Yong.

Now it seems that it is indeed the case.

Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a sinister smile appeared on her lips.

The water room challenge is at most a matter between Taibao and Abu.

He can choose not to participate.

But this time, the number directly spoke up...

That would be going against yourself.

"This bearded Yong is actually this awesome? Damn, I'll see how many lives you have."

……

At the same time, Hua Fo arrived at the hospital, where the ward was in a mess, with bloodstains all over the floor.

There are also quite a few police officers writing reports.

After looking around the crowd, Hua Fo retreated with a grim expression. Once outside, he got into his car and asked, "Who did this?"

"I don't know." Nine-Tattooed Dragon shook his head: "I heard the prince was planning to go to the theater tonight, but before he could even finish a few words, a group of assassins rushed in, each strike deadly..."

"None of those underlings died; at most, they were seriously injured."

"There are still a few who can speak up."

"So these swordsmen are most likely the prince's enemies, almost certainly."

Hua Fo's expression turned even more unpleasant.

Now he was even more eager to see if Liang Zheng was the one who got rid of the prince.

If it were someone else... after the battle begins tonight, they would obviously have gained another enemy.

At that point, the water room will be caught in a pincer movement.

"Was it done by Hung Hing?" Hua Fo asked unwillingly.

"We haven't figured it out yet..." Nine-Dragon shook his head and said.

“However, boss, our conflict with Hung Hing has escalated so much this time that everyone in the underworld knows about it. It’s very likely that they were behind it.”

"But it's also possible that someone is taking advantage of the situation and deliberately framing me!" Hua Fo said through gritted teeth.

"I'm not afraid it's Hung Hing, I'm afraid it's someone else."

"Be on guard tonight. If anyone causes trouble, except for Hung Hing, send men to take them all out with guns."

"Understood." Nine-Dragon nodded; he understood what Flower Buddha meant.

To challenge Hung Hing to a duel is a matter of gang warfare.

But if someone stabs you in the back, that's an irreconcilable enmity.

Therefore, if anyone wants to do that, just shoot them dead.

This also indirectly proves that Shuifang has quite a few enemies.

Hua Fo wanted to use the pretext of challenging Hung Hing to a duel to quiet his enemies, thus indirectly striking and creating a strong deterrent effect...

Unfortunately, it seems they've gone too far.

……

Meanwhile, in a nightclub in the Golden Triangle, Guanchai Ba listened to news from Thailand and after a moment said, "Hung Hing people are here?"

"They're here." One of his men nodded.

“Our brothers saw with their own eyes that Hung Hing’s Liang Zheng’s men arrived near Pattaya… They were causing trouble in Taiwan before, and we just happened to be passing by and taking a break. We saw it with our own eyes, there’s no mistake.”

"The other person seems to be a Vietnam War veteran, his name is Abu. He's Liang Zheng's driver."

"They've finally arrived." Guan Caiba grinned maliciously, his eyes filled with hatred.

Black gold was his treasure trove; for a long time, he had relied on the other party to make a fortune.

However, now the black gold is gone, and the entire Tuodi has been absorbed by Liang Kun.

This caused a significant drop in the revenue of Crown Betting Master.

The culprit behind all of this is none other than the infamous gangster king.

Guanchaiba's claim that he didn't want to kill him was a lie!

After a short while, he learned what had happened and then laughed: "Trying to steal Jiang Tianyang's business? He might have been able to before, but now that I'm going to interfere, he won't be able to steal any business. He'll have to walk away from Thailand with his tail between his legs!"

Then he turned to look at his subordinates:
"Find the warlord in Thailand and get me a contact for Che Baoshan."

“Tell him I’ll help him…the kind of help that brings Jiang Tianyang back to life.”

"Okay, I'll contact them right away." The subordinate nodded immediately.

Thailand is extremely close to the Golden Triangle, so it can receive all sorts of news.

It's not surprising that Guan Caiba was able to quickly learn about the conflict between Nan Zheng and Jiang Tianyang.

In reality, Guan Caiba had been keeping an eye on Nan Zheng for quite some time.

However, the other party remained in Hong Kong Island and did not distribute the goods, so no opportunity was found to make a move.

Of course, Guan Caiba wasn't stupid. He knew that the black money had been taken down in Hong Kong. If he tried to do the same, wouldn't he still die?
On Hong Kong Island, they're the real local bullies.

But now the opportunity has come.

If Nan Zheng really comes to Thailand, then Guan Cai Ba has a great chance and confidence to kill her.

In Southeast Asia, he's the real local tyrant.

……

Meanwhile, in Pattaya, Abu was having a meal with Zhang Chun and a few other people at a tourist restaurant, surrounded by many foreign friends.

They are inconspicuous here.

Because there are all kinds of people.

“We’ve already found out. Bangkok is now divided into six parts, with six local gangsters operating there… The most powerful one is the German Hells Angels, and the one with the most money is the local Che Baoshan,” Zhang Chun said.

"Hells Angels? I thought you meant the Canadian Hells Angels." Abu laughed upon hearing this.

"The result is German... nothing to worry about."

"And the weakest one?"

"The motorcycle gangs that came from Pattaya," Zhang Chun said.

"Similar to Che Baoshan and his gang, they were local tyrants in Pattaya. Later, seeing the potential benefits in Bangkok, they led several hundred men to storm in. Now they have several streets in Bangkok."

They are now the weakest, relegated to the fringes.

"And they don't make money from street businesses, but from people and tourism!" Zhang Chun grinned mischievously.

Zhang Chun's words meant very simply that the motorcycle gang was a robbery gang.

Similar to the biker gangs of later generations.

They were all a bunch of young punks who specifically targeted tourists who had just landed and robbed them. Basically, one person would drive the car while the other robbed them.

How much you can earn depends entirely on your stubbornness.

It's usually earrings or necklaces that get forcibly ripped off, and then the person escapes on a motorcycle... Even if the police want to investigate, they can't find a trace of them.

In the end nothing is left.

Some experienced and ruthless individuals directly transform from motorcycle enthusiasts into online shopaholics.

They then snatch various pieces of jewelry from the tourists, including luxury items like handbags.

The local motorcycle gangs in Thailand are not large, with fewer than a thousand members.

However, they are known for their bravery and ruthlessness, and are young and fearless. They also have low profit margins, so most gangs don't bother with them.

However, in Abu's eyes, these are easy targets, because no matter how brave and fierce they are, they can only win when the game is going well.

If their core leader were killed outright, they'd probably be so terrified they'd wet themselves.

Most little kids are like this.

Because of inadequate mental fortitude.

“They’re the ones,” Abu said. “When is Han Bin arriving?”

"They're already on their way. All sorts of weapons are in Bangkok, and we can pick them up anytime... But our manpower will be delayed by a day, because he brought more than two hundred people with him," Zhang Chun said.

"If we want everyone to be there, we'll definitely need to be there for at least 24 hours."

"Then let's wait a bit longer, no rush," Abu said, tapping the table.

The plan was finalized, and there wasn't much else to say. We finished our meal, paid the bill, and left.

However, Abu hadn't taken two steps when his ears suddenly twitched. He keenly sensed someone watching him from behind, and immediately turned a corner without leaving a trace, leading the person into the alley.

Zhang Chun and the others also looked puzzled, not understanding where Abu was going.

Didn't we agree to go to Bangkok to pick up the equipment?

They had just followed him into the alley, but before they had taken more than a few steps, Abu suddenly pulled out his gun and fired a burst of bullets at the alley entrance.

Bang bang bang!

Several screams suddenly came from outside.

The passersby and street vendors were immediately terrified and fled in panic.

Abu looked at the two Thai faces lying in a pool of blood, walked over and stepped on one of their heads, sneering, "Whose men are you? Che Baoshan? Or Dongxing Holland?"

"Who, who are you...?" the man cried out in fear, clutching his wound and enduring the pain.

boom!
Abu decisively shot him in the head.

There wasn't even a single pointless word.

"Tell me, whose people are they?" Abu tilted his head and looked at another, more timid one.

The man was dumbfounded.

Who would open fire just because they asked a question?

"I...we are from the Golden Triangle Crown Chai Ba, he is our boss..." The man was not old, and he suppressed his fear as he spoke, tears streaming down his face.

He didn't even know why Abu had discovered he was being followed.

Not to mention when he might get shot.

Zhang Chun and the others were still in shock.

"Golden Triangle? Guanchaiba? What are these?" Abu was full of questions.

Something is wrong!

I didn't know the other person.

“The boss’s enemy,” Zhang Chun said. “A leader named Black Gold died in the battle at the Fireworks Terrace. This guy was Guan Caiba’s sworn brother.”

"I see," Abu said, suddenly understanding.

He didn't know anything about black gold, but he did know about the Battle of Fireworks Terrace.

boom!
He raised his hand and shot the bastard again, taking him down before putting away his gun and leaving.

"Now that the matter is resolved, let's go get the weapons."

"Okay." Zhang Chun and the others looked at each other, wondering if this was how you resolved things.

But this time you're in charge.

You said it's solved, so it's solved.

After walking a few steps, Abu felt he should also call Nan Zheng, in case the Golden Triangle really came to cause trouble and ruin the plan.

……

Nan Zheng took a nap and didn't receive the news until almost evening.

"Guan Cai Ba? This guy really came?" Nan Zheng laughed upon hearing this.

“He didn’t come. But his men have started watching us, so even if he didn’t come, it’s probably about time,” Abu said after thinking for a moment.

"Never mind all that. As long as there's a loose end, just deal with it. You don't know anyone there anyway, so just clean things up," Nan Zheng said directly.

"No problem." Abu readily agreed, and Nan Zheng then hung up the phone.

He knew all along that if Guanchaiba knew that Hung Hing was going to Thailand, he would definitely cause trouble.

I predicted his prediction!
Han Bin brought several hundred men with him specifically to guard against this idiot.

One Che Baoshan wouldn't warrant such a major mobilization.

However, Crown Chaiba is different; after all, it's worth hundreds of millions of US dollars.

It's not to the point that Nan Zheng has to be so desperate.

Once we've sorted things out in Thailand, it'll be about time to head to the Golden Triangle.

I also took care of Guanchaiba in the meantime.

To avoid doing anything underhanded behind my back later.

After checking the time, Nan Zheng realized it was about time, so she called Tian Yangsheng and the others to head to Jordan.

Meanwhile, in Kowloon, at the Shui Fong headquarters, Uncle Di, sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the Flower Buddha in front of him with a gloomy expression: "Why didn't you inform me about such a big thing as challenging Hung Hing to a duel?"

"Uncle, you haven't been feeling well lately. What's there to inform you about? We might as well finish this quickly," Hua Fo said indifferently.

"A quick victory?" Uncle was so angry he laughed.

"With the sheer size of Hung Hing now, even a few of their water houses combined might not be a match for the enemy. How can you expect to finish this quickly?"

"Based on your courage?"

"Don't worry, I'm confident! You just need to take good care of yourself and enjoy your retirement, you don't need to worry about this." Hua Fo still maintained an indifferent attitude.

"Don't care? Flower Buddha, do you even respect me anymore?"

"My wife is dead! I don't even respect you?" Hua Fo suddenly roared.

"Now it's not just you who lost your wife, I also lost my daughter. Who do you think is more heartbroken?" Uncle's face darkened.

"Do you know that everything you're doing right now will destroy the water room?"

"Liangzheng, we can't win..."

"In short, my mind is made up. Uncle, you don't need to persuade me anymore. I will get it done tonight." Hua Fo glanced coldly at his uncle and turned to leave.

My brother and uncle have rarely appeared in public lately.

The most important reason is that I'm getting old.

After all, he's in a wheelchair, so how healthy can you expect him to be?

If you drink cola every day, it's hard not to die.

At this moment, Hua Fo was also in a dilemma, because his wife had fallen ill and his trusted prince had been stabbed to death...

A series of events occurred during the period when the challenge with Hung Hing was scheduled.

Even if he can't win, he has to fight.

Otherwise, if this faucet can't continue operating, someone inside the water room will have to usurp the position.

Because of insufficient prestige.

To be honest, it's too late to be afraid now.

The boast has been made, and now we have to bite the bullet and go for it.

Upon exiting the hall, Hua Fo saw that Jiu Wenlong, Ma Jiaohong, and others had already gathered their forces outside in a grand procession.

There were also more than a dozen vans waiting.

Although the Shuifang headquarters is not far from Jordan, it's better to have a car than to walk.

This is a matter of face.

"I'm sure everyone knows what we're going to do today. As long as we defeat Hung Hing, we'll gain both money and wealth!" Flower Buddha said, scanning the room.

"Chop down Hung Hing!"

"Chop up Hung Hing!" shouted the men from the water room, brandishing their knives.

Without even a few extra words, their morale was already at its peak, and everyone was brimming with murderous intent.

After all, with one person dying every day, and two dying in a row, both of them being high-ranking members of the water department, the people below were already very dissatisfied.

Even the Governor of Hong Kong had to practice.

Otherwise, how will I be able to make a living in the future?
"Get on the bus!" Hua Fo waved his hand, and immediately more than 500 people boarded the bus.

……

Upon arriving in Jordan, Nan Zheng immediately saw Jimmy and his advisor, Su, smoking at the crossroads as soon as she got out of the car.

"Mr. Nan!"

"Mr. Nan!" Upon seeing the newcomer, the two men immediately approached with smiles.

"Tsk tsk, so the Flower Buddha really did call you here to act as peacemakers?" Nan Zheng asked.

"The Flower Buddha did call me, but I didn't answer... Today, I'm just here to watch the show," Jimmy said with a smile.

"I'm mainly afraid you'll chop me up too. How could I dare to get involved in something like this?"

"Watch out or I'll sue you for defamation! I'm a good person, how could I do such a thing?" Nan Zheng said lazily.

Then he asked Tian Yangsheng to move the car to the side:
"I'm not the main character tonight. I'm just here to watch the show, just like you."

The advisor, Su, was somewhat surprised.

Jimmy wasn't surprised at all, because he knew that the one who challenged Hua Fo was Tai Bao.

Nan Zheng came for two reasons: first, to watch the play, and second, to support Tai Bao.

As for the Flower Buddha...

To put it bluntly, even if he's the faucet in the water room, he still has absolutely no face.

He doesn't even have the confidence to challenge Nan Zheng, so where does his face come from?

Before long, Taibao arrived in a carriage with a large group of men.

The first one to get off the bus was this old fox, with slicked-back hair and a big cigar, looking like a sleazy, greasy-faced man with shifty eyes.

Next came Gao Jin and Xiahou Wu, along with a few others.

Behind them were all men wielding knives.

The thugs across the street immediately started making phone calls when they saw so many Hung Hing people.

"Where's that bastard Hua Fo? Fuck your mother! He's late for our duel? Does he think he's Jesus? So arrogant?" Tai Bao cursed as soon as he saw that there wasn't even a sign of the water room.

Just then, a dozen or so large Jinbei vans drove up from the opposite direction.

It was the men from the water room.

"Are you in such a hurry to be reincarnated?" Flower Buddha scolded as soon as he got out of the car.

"Reincarnation is definitely happening, but we'll be sending you there!" Taibao sneered.

"Damn it, they've started taking over the land from our Hung Hing people. We need to settle this score properly this time."

"My wife is gone, and my trusted confidant is dead. I have to settle accounts with you all." Hua Fo squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his eyes full of hatred.

"Chop them up!" Taibao waved his hand, and Gao Jin and Xiahou Wu immediately led their team to charge.

"Kill!" Flower Buddha shouted, and Nine-Tattooed Dragon immediately took the lead.

The two groups immediately clashed at the crossroads, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Right across the street, at a food stall, Nan Zheng ate some grilled skewers while watching with relish, a hint of mockery in her eyes: "Actually, I'm quite curious, where did that idiot Hua Fo get the guts to dare to fight me?"

"I have to say, I really admire him!"

"I heard they've partnered with the Golden Triangle, and there's also the Number Gang... It's hard to say for sure, whether that's true or not," Jimmy said, eating a piece of grilled meat.

"He's a drug kingpin? Even drug kingpins aren't this badass! Don't you know how that big drug lord in Tsim Sha Tsui was taken down?"

Seeing Nan Zheng's disdainful expression, Master Su pondered for a moment and knew who she was referring to.

Axe-wielding Jun.

This guy was able to almost exclusively trade in Tsim Sha Tsui because of the help of Khun Sa from the Golden Triangle. The relationship between the two sides wasn't just a normal business transaction, but a direct connection.

To put it simply, it's a direct channel to downstream distributors, specifically designed to distribute goods throughout Hong Kong Island...

Even someone as powerful as him got shot and killed in Thailand.

Jimmy chuckled and said, "Flower Buddha doesn't just want to sell off his stock; his ambitions are much bigger than you think!"

"Compared to him, Axe Jun is nothing."

"Oh, how big is it?"

“He wants to grow YS locally, what do you think?” Jimmy countered.

"No, really?" Master Su was the first to widen his eyes, his face full of shock.

“I’ve only heard about it, so it’s hard to say for sure… But Hua Fo is indeed in talks with the Golden Triangle, and he’s been back and forth several times recently,” Jimmy said.

"And they were talking about Khun Sa! The supplier of Axe Jun, whom you took down."

“Mr. Nan, if that’s really the case, then it makes sense that he wants to challenge you…” Master Su said meaningfully.

"If he beats you, he'll be stepping on your position to get ahead; if he loses, it'll just be a friendly spar. Even if the consequences are more serious, he can go to the Golden Triangle to avoid trouble."

"After all, you have quite a few enemies over there. He must know that, so he's not afraid of you."

Nan Zheng's expression was quite amused.

If Jimmy hadn't told him, he really wouldn't have known the reason.

Because Master Su had said a lot, Nan Zheng did indeed have enemies in the Golden Triangle. Although she had never been there, she had quite a few enemies.

There are two so far.

If Hua Fo had long harbored resentment towards Nan Zheng, he secretly contacted the two major drug lords, Guan Cai Ba and Kun Sa...

Then this fierce battle would naturally follow, wouldn't it?

“Mr. Nan, it seems you have no worries about this matter at all, and are even quite interested in it,” Su, the advisor, suddenly asked, puzzled.

"Worried? What's there to worry about? Are you afraid they'll come all the way from the Golden Triangle to bite me?" Nan Zheng scoffed.

Then he casually pointed towards the intersection:
"The outcome is already decided!"

The advisor Su and Jimmy were very surprised. They turned around and immediately saw that Shuifang was already fighting and retreating, while Huafo was cursing in the car.

Although both sides suffered casualties, and the number of casualties was roughly the same.

But this is only temporary.

Hung Hing has too many capable fighters, too many to count, while the Water House only has a few like Nine-Tattooed Dragon Horse and Jiao Hong...

How do you fight? You fight with your head.

Therefore, within two minutes of the battle starting, the opposing team was slaughtered and their men were all in a panic.

Even when stepping on their own people, they don't know how many have been killed or injured.

“There are always people who think that everything I have today is just bragging, and some people never learn their lesson,” Nan Zheng said with a click of her tongue in amazement.

"Since someone doesn't want to live anymore... let's just let them live a long and happy life together."

"After watching so many action movies, I wanted to stretch my muscles a bit," Tian Yangsheng said, twisting his neck.

Nan Zheng was very satisfied with this.

He didn't care what tricks Hua Fo had up his sleeve, what trump cards he had, or what powerful backers he had...

This is Hong Kong Island, for crying out loud!

Anyone with a brain would know that Hua Fo was clearly used as a cannon fodder and was just sent to his death.

After all, if those people in the Golden Triangle were really that powerful, would they still be there?
(End of this chapter)