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

Chapter 259 "248" It's really hard for me to give you that kind of face.

“Well, to be honest, we’re brothers for life, so let’s talk about each other first,” Nan Zheng said with a grin, immediately putting her arm around Li Ying.

It's rare to have such a good thing, so why not take advantage of it?

“It’s not that I won’t tell you, it’s just that I really can’t tell you this. It’s a secret of the police department,” Li Ying said directly.

"After all, you know yourself better than I do. Do you expect me to tell you confidential police information? Then what's the point of me working here?"

"Damn it, you stingy bastard, no wonder you're still just an assistant!" Nan Zheng cursed irritably.

"Wrong, I'm not an assistant, I'm the head assistant," Li Ying said with a smile.

Since Liang Zheng was interested in something, he naturally wanted to pique her curiosity and then refuse to tell her anything, no matter what.

"Damn it! They're so stingy." Nan Zheng cursed again.

Looking at the other person's expression, he always felt that the other person was lying.

Maybe they're just fooling themselves.

"Get the hell out of here." Nan Zheng gave Li Ying the middle finger before leaving with her men.

"Young people these days are really impetuous." Li Ying felt somewhat relieved as he watched Nan Zheng leave without thinking about anything.

He had finally managed to beat Nan Zheng once.

"Go investigate that bastard Hu Xuyong and see what he did wrong," Nan Zheng ordered immediately after getting into the car.

He became genuinely curious, since it was quite rare for the Flying Tigers to be deployed when gangsters caused trouble these days.

"Boss, I think we'd better not get involved in this," Taibao advised.

"After all, what Li Ying said seemed like a deliberate attempt to lure us in. These cops are probably up to something. They're full of bad intentions, so it's best if we don't fall for it."

"What era are we living in? Do you still think they're some kind of brilliant and brave cops? They're all idiots! If they were investigating behind the scenes, how would anyone know who might have a problem?"

"Just keep a low profile." Nan Zheng added, "I don't believe in this nonsense. If Li Ying doesn't tell me, how could I not find out?"

Tai-bo thought about it for a moment and felt that it made sense. If all the police officers were this brainless, they wouldn't need to plant undercover agents for everything.

After thinking about it, I agreed.

"Also, keep an eye on that guy surnamed Li. If he really pulls any tricks or tries any dirty tricks, kill him outright," Nan Zheng added.

"Damn it, trying to pull this embezzlement act in front of me? I fucking hate embezzlement the most!"

Nan Zheng really hates corruption because he himself has no reason to embezzle.

If there were...

That's a different story.

After returning to Tsim Sha Tsui, Nan Zheng had a meal with He Min and then watched a movie before bringing people to the God of Gamblers movie set.

Fei Jing's filming speed is extraordinary; in less than half a month, she has already completed more than half of the project.

The quality was also quite good. Nan Zheng looked at the negatives and felt that the plot was much more refined than that of later generations. Most importantly, the God of Gamblers had a lot of screen time.

Of course, the bug that caused the character's appearance also needs to be fixed.

Nan Zheng was included directly in the original version.

Anyway, it's not a difficult thing; people in later generations will naturally become familiar with it after hearing it many times.

"How's acting going lately?" Nan Zheng met Cindy in the dressing room. She hadn't seen her for a while, and Cindy seemed to have become even more beautiful.

It seems that girls in their school years all become more attractive as they grow older.

Girls change a lot when they grow up.

No wonder so many seasoned men like to date or keep college students as mistresses.

Cheap and of decent quality.

Of course, Nan Zheng despised this kind of behavior.

There's no other reason than that he hadn't tried it.

"It's alright. The director often teaches me how to act, and he even says I get into character quickly and have a lot of acting talent," Cindy said, jumping up and gesturing excitedly.

"Brother Zheng, when did you arrive?"

"Just now," Nan Zheng said calmly, then called Fei Jing over:

"Does she have any scenes to film today?"

"Miss Cindy's scenes are almost finished. If there are any, it'll be in about a week, and we'll do some reshoots along the way." Fat Crystal patted her big belly and smiled.

"I also discovered that Miss Cindy has quite a talent for acting, so I let her stay and observe. Boss, if you want to take someone out, then go ahead."

"See? I told you so, didn't I?" Cindy smiled smugly.

"Yeah, yeah, you're the coolest!" Nan Zheng's lips twitched downwards.

None of them here speak human language.

If she didn't have this identity, it's hard to say whether Cindy's role in the film would have been good or bad.

What talents can a newcomer possess?
Tony Leung had to endure criticism every day at the beginning.

However, Nan Zheng didn't care about any of that. After taking a short stroll around the film set, she took Cindy to a snack shop in Causeway Bay to relax.

“I’m going to Thailand in a while. See if there’s anything you want to buy? I’ll take you to a shopping mall later.” Nan Zheng pointed to Ginza, which wasn’t far away.

Cindy's family is quite wealthy, so she doesn't have many needs.

But we still have to say something, more or less.

Otherwise, why would I have slept there for nothing?
"Go to Thailand?" Cindy asked doubtfully. "What are you going there for? Is it fun?"

"Speaking of which, I've never been to Thailand before... Do you want to take me with you? Can you take me with you? I really want to go."

"No, you can't, and you absolutely can't," Nan Zheng said lazily, then added with a laugh:
"Your tone doesn't sound like you're asking me anything!"

"I really want to go too, Zheng-ge." Cindy immediately hugged Nan Zheng's arm and acted coquettishly.

Only a little girl like her could pull off such a move.

"I'm going to kill someone, are you going?"

Cindy's expression froze for a moment.

"Hey, it's settled then. If you really want to go... stab a few gangsters to death right now and I'll consider whether you can go or not."

Looking at Nan Zheng's smiling face, Cindy felt that he was a devil.

He immediately shrank back and said, "I'm not going, then I won't go."

"You're not going and you're still talking so much about his mother." Nan Zheng slapped her pert buttocks and scolded.

"You've got more saliva than tea; just wait and see how I deal with you later."

"It's been a long time since I've chatted with you like this," Cindy muttered.

These past few days, she's been juggling school and filming. Although it's tiring, she feels fulfilled.

Wealthy people experience almost no stress; they only need emotional value.

Of course, Nan Zheng would give it to her every night.

We have as much as you want.

Two hours after shopping, he took Cindy to the nearby QQ Hotel and pushed her down.

……

The next morning, after Nan Zheng took Cindy back to school, she yawned and returned to her office in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Before leaving, Cindy was still reluctant to part.

However, there were no birds among the southern kites.

Everything was done, and he gave all the emotional value he was supposed to.

The rest is all blank.

Even if Cindy stood naked in front of him now, he wouldn't even glance at her!

"Bearded Yong has fallen flat on his face. Do you know what happened?" Nan Zheng asked A Wu, lighting a cigarette.

Now that the waterworks has collapsed, he also has an agreement with the police.

Then A-Wu naturally wouldn't need to hide or go into hiding.

"Who knows?" A-Wu shrugged. "I'm not that familiar with him, so whether he lives or dies is none of my business."

"It's just a nominal leader; at worst, we can just replace it with a new one."

"Tsk tsk, I never expected you to be so cold-hearted... Ah Wu, you really are the most inhuman one here." Nan Zheng said with a look of disgust.

A-Wu was speechless.

If he said it was a pity that Hu Xuyong died, Nan Zheng would probably curse him for whoever paid him.
Anyway, you're both a god and a ghost.

Ah Wu was already used to it.

"I've heard that Bearded Yong caused a big incident before his death. Even after he died, the Flying Tigers were mobilized. Do you know what happened?" Nan Zheng asked, genuinely curious.

After thinking for a moment, A-Wu said, "I'm really not sure about that. It's been so long, and I haven't been back much."

"But it's a bit strange that Li Yunfei came back today."

"Li Yunfei?" Nan Zheng asked with a suspicious look.

“Yes, he’s the head of the Number Gang, and also a close associate of Bearded Yong. He’s back today; something really serious must have happened.” A-Wu thought for a moment, then added:
"You shouldn't have asked, because now that you've asked, I'm curious too."

"I'll go and check things out later."

"Don't wait any longer, we have nothing to do now, let's go now," Nan Zheng said.

A-Wu nodded as well.

Nan Zheng was also surprised that Li Yunfei would be Hu Xuyong's confidant.

Li Yunfei is naturally the middleman in "Through Thick and Thin".

He was once double-crossed, and Nan Zheng even saved his life.

If the other party knew some inside information... then wouldn't they be able to repay this life-saving debt?
"Damn it, it's rare for me to gossip, I refuse to believe that we can't find out about Beard Yong's affairs." Nan Zheng felt that there must be something big going on.

There might even be some benefits to be gained.

If Li Ying hadn't said something unexpected, he wouldn't have suspected anything.

Now I'm actually starting to look forward to it.

By noon, Nan Zheng went for a walk around the water room and found that it had been almost completely restored. The surrounding streets were now very clean, with only a faint smell of blood remaining in the air.

Very small, very light.

However, even after more than a day, the smell still lingers, which suggests that the fight between the Water House and Hung Hing here was quite intense.

"Where is Xiahou Wu?" Nan Zheng asked one of her underlings.

The underling said directly, "Mr. Nan, Brother Xiahou and Brother Shark and a few others have gone out. I heard they're going to wipe out all the higher-ups at the water room."

"That's really ruthless," Nan Zheng sneered.

"But I like it!"

Now, all the thousands of people in Shui Fong have been driven out of the peninsula and are fleeing to the New Territories.

Many people may not know, but Kowloon will never be a place for them to live again.

Uncle and younger brother, however, did not die.

As long as this old guy doesn't die, there's still a chance for the water house to rise again.

His qualifications are not much lower than Deng Bo's.

Therefore, if he were to rally support and rebuild his foundation in the New Territories, he would still attract a considerable number of followers.

But Nan Zheng won't give that chance.

"Tian Yangsheng, call A Peng and tell him to come see me."

"I have something I need him to do."

"Okay." Tian Yangsheng nodded. Now that Nan Zheng had arrived, he had more or less guessed what she was going to do.

……

Meanwhile, at a sashimi stall in Tai O, Nine-Dragon was eating his meal, looking exhausted.

After the Flower Buddha was killed, the Water Room was almost completely wiped out overnight, and the thousands of people were all scattered.

However, Hung Hing did not stop; instead, they wanted to wipe them out completely.

Nine-Dragon covered Flower Buddha's escape, single-handedly killing many of Hung Hing's henchmen and drawing away a large number of men.

This naturally provoked public outrage.

If he hadn't taken refuge in the sewers for a day and a night, he probably would have died.

Now, Nine-Dragon doesn't even dare to return to the peninsula and can only flee to Tai O.

We're getting ready to take a boat to Haojiang.

I'm still covered in dirt.

"Ah Hong, where are you?" After finishing his meal, Jiu Wenlong made a phone call to Ma Jiaohong.

Ma Jiaohong was stunned for a moment: "Brother Long? You're alright? Where are you now?"

"Tai O," Nine-Dragon said directly. "I'm planning a trip to Macau, could you lend me some money?"

"I'll come pick you up right now," Ma Jiaohong said after a moment of silence.

"Also, Hung Hing is keeping a close eye on things now. Anyone from the water room who shows up will be killed... Be careful."

"Wait for me for half an hour, I'll come find you right away and take you abroad to avoid trouble."

"Abroad?" Nine-Dragon was also taken aback. Logically speaking, when people from Hong Kong get into trouble, most of them go to Macau to take refuge.

Once the storm has passed and the other party doesn't hold it against you, you can go back without any problem.

After all, it's just a brawl among gangsters, not a real fight to the death...

Could there be some hidden story behind this?
Nine-Dragon was completely baffled, but before he could say anything, Ma Jiaohong had already hung up the phone, looking very anxious.

*Click!* Nine-Dragon lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and he also felt that things were getting worse.

I don't know why, but my sixth sense gave me a bad feeling.

There were also quite a few gangsters around, constantly roaming the streets.

Nine-Dragon was all slovenly and didn't attract much attention.

Half an hour later, a woman wearing sunglasses and a red dress slowly entered the sashimi stall, then looked around as if she was looking for someone.

"Shh!" Suddenly a soft voice came from the alleyway next to them. Ma Jiaohong subconsciously turned her head and saw the back of Nine-Tattooed Dragon.

But in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the darkness.

He immediately went over there.

Soon, the two met in a dark corner of the alley. Ma Jiaohong looked them up and down and said directly, "It's good that you're alright."

"What exactly happened?" Nine-Dragon asked bluntly.

"Don't try to hide it from me, I already know quite a lot."

"You already know?" Ma Jiaohong gave a bitter smile. She was originally thinking about how to bring it up, but she didn't expect that Jiuwenlong had laid the groundwork in advance.

“Your brother’s uncle is now putting all the blame on you. It’s definitely not safe for you to go to Macau now, because there are Hung Hing people there too…” Ma Jiaohong took out a leather bag and handed it to Nine-Dragon:
"Here is a million, which my brother and I scraped together for you as travel expenses."

"Come back once this storm has passed."

"You saved the leader this time, you've done a great job! Although the leader didn't escape, he was betrayed by his own people, so it has nothing to do with you... Therefore, as long as the water room's base is stabilized again, when you come back, you'll be a double-flower red stick in the water room."

"Just as I thought." Nine-Dragon looked at the leather bag without moving, but his eyes were full of complex emotions.

He knew all along that this would happen; he had been made a scapegoat.

And Nine-Dragon is indeed the best scapegoat option.

After all, when Flower Buddha started the war, he sent Nine-Dragon to the front lines.

Now that the leader is dead, isn't it reasonable to make him, the one who led the charge, take the blame?
“Brother Long, there’s nothing we can do about it. Hung Hing is too powerful… Now that the leader is dead, Uncle can only temporarily stabilize the water room to give the triad a chance to survive. As long as we can reach an agreement with Leung Kwong, things might be fine soon.” “Reach an agreement? How else can we reach an agreement?” Nine-Dragon stared intently at Ma Kwong.

"I've already been made a scapegoat for the water room, haven't I?"

“The water house has already moved to the New Territories. Liang Zheng doesn’t have much influence there. As long as you pay enough money, there won’t be any problems,” Ma Jiaohong said.

"So it's just a temporary inconvenience for you; it will pass quickly."

Nine-Dragon felt extremely helpless; he was being used as a scapegoat by the gang even though he was doing their work.

It's fucking disgusting just thinking about it.

However, there's nothing that can be done now; the club itself is barely able to survive.

My brother and uncle can still come up with 500,000 yuan so I can run away.

It's not exactly giving up.

It's probably more of a last resort.

"I'll go to the Netherlands or Thailand now; I have friends there," Nine-Dragon said after a brief moment's thought.

Ma Jiaohong immediately nodded: "Don't worry, the club will definitely not treat you unfairly."

"At least at the level of a double-flower red stick."

"Alright, stop making empty promises." Nine-Dragon took the money and turned to leave.

He and Ma Jiaohong are in a romantic relationship.

But now, Ma Jiaohong is still Ma Jiaohong, while Jiuwenlong is indeed a stray dog.

The identities of both parties have long since changed.

The relationship will naturally break down silently.

This is an unspoken rule among adults; it doesn't need to be explicitly stated.

However, before Nine-Dragon could go far, someone suddenly appeared in front of him on the street. It was a burly figure.

"Nine-Striped Dragon, where do you want to go?"

"It's you?" Nine-Tattooed Dragon's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

Hong Xing, Xiahou Wu.

Nine-Dragon instinctively turned to run. He knew very well that he was no match for his opponent, especially since he hadn't slept for a day and a night.

If you try to fight him one-on-one now, you're doomed.

But just as he turned around, he saw a menacing-looking man standing behind him.

Hung Hing, Shark En.

At this moment, Nine-Dragon's face was pale.

It's over! This time it's really over.

"So, do you still want to leave?" Shark En stared at Nine-Dragon with a smile.

"Nine-Striped Dragon, I'd like to see if you're really that good at fighting today... or rather, if you have nine lives!"

Immediately afterwards, Shark pulled out a Black Star.

Nine-Dragon: ………

boom!
The gunshot rang out, startling many passersby who scattered in panic.

Nine-Dragon also fell to the ground, shot between the eyebrows, blood gushing out.

He froze, his eyes wide open, his face filled with disbelief.

You call this a one-on-one fight?

"Take him away." Shark En ignored the passersby around him and said nonchalantly. Then three or four henchmen came out from the roadside and took the person directly into the car.

Shark En isn't stupid; of course he wouldn't challenge someone to a one-on-one fight in broad daylight.

If Nine-Dragon has some hidden tricks up his sleeve, and someone falls for it, they'll have nowhere to cry.

A swift and decisive victory is the best approach.

As for rules... few gangsters have any sense of morality, let alone rules.

Nine-Dragon was stuffed into the trunk by several henchmen. Shark En got into the car and saw Ma Jiaohong in the back seat with an extremely complicated expression.

"Tsk tsk, I despise people like you the most! You betrayed the other party and then pretend you didn't want to... You're a prostitute trying to maintain a virtuous image, so what kind of prostitute are you?"

Shark En said with a grin, showing no politeness, which made Ma Jiaohong's face turn even uglier.

“I had no choice but to obey my brother’s orders,” Ma Jiaohong said through gritted teeth.

“You didn’t have a choice, you already made your choice... Don’t fucking play the victim here, or I’ll gang rape you right now.” Shark En’s attitude was very direct.

He didn't get his Hong Kong and Macau boxing title for nothing.

He's seen all sorts of people, and he's a complete bastard—ruthless and cunning.

Otherwise, Feng Yuxiu wouldn't have shot him.

Ma Jiaohong's expression was grim and uncertain, but in the end she shut her mouth and changed the subject. "Can we inform your boss now? My uncle wants to talk to him."

"Now that the culprit has been caught, things should be settled, right?"

"Don't tell us about this; we don't know. We'll find out when we get back," Xiahou Wu said expressionlessly, then ordered someone to drive.

In the end, just like in the story, Nine-Dragon was made a scapegoat.

Shuifang pretended to give Jiuwenlong money to run away, but in reality, he was just confirming the other party's address.

So that the scapegoat will truly become the scapegoat.

Hung Hing found a way out and naturally saved the water room from this major disaster.

At least that's what my brother and uncle think now.

He was still unsure of Nan Zheng's attitude.

However, if a business leader sees that the other party is giving them so much face, they will more or less reconcile.

After all, it makes no sense to slap someone across the face after already greeting them with a smile.
……

"Boss, we've got a tip!" Tai-bao came running over, panting.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Did a dog bite your butt?" Nan Zheng said with a sidelong glance.

"No, it's just that I found some big inside information, so I'm a little excited," Tai-bao said with a grin.

"tell me the story."

“Bearded Yung is a drug dealer, which is the main business of the entire Number Gang. Everyone in Hong Kong knows this, so I won’t go into details. His side business is quite peculiar, which is to resell all kinds of cultural relics and antiques.”

"Some time ago, Bearded Yong acquired a batch of calligraphy and paintings, which I heard were worth more than 30 million yuan. He made double the profit by reselling them..."

"These items were from an auction, and they were stolen," Taibao explained.

"So I guess the problem with Bearded Yong being targeted by the Flying Tigers must be here."

“Even if a huge problem arises, it only happens while the person is still alive. Didn’t you hear what Li Ying said? He only mobilized his troops after he was dead.” Nan Zheng tapped the table.

"Of course I know that. The point isn't Bearded Yong; he's just a middleman. The point is that group of desperate thieves who stole the paintings and calligraphy..."

"I heard the leader of this group is a ruthless guy who wanted to randomly bomb a kindergarten for fun. That's why the police are watching them," Tai-bao added.
"The news was leaked after Bearded Yong's death, so the police took immediate action after learning about it. In addition, Bearded Yong had made deals with that group of desperados, so naturally they came to 'whip his corpse'."

"Desperado? Antique dealer? Bombing a kindergarten?" Nan Zheng asked with suspicion.

"Who the hell is so heartless and insane?"

"I don't know about that. I got the information from Ah Wu that Beard Yong was the middleman, and I found out about the desperados blowing up the kindergarten later... Whether it's really true or not, I don't know yet. There's no evidence, and there are plenty of cases like this, where things are just based on rumors." Tai Bao said calmly.

Nan Zheng now understood why the Flying Tigers had been dispatched.

Forget about taking any action, even just having an idea for this thing requires the police to get involved.

After all, the impact is too great; this is no joke.

If things go wrong, and a reason is found, then it will be 97 ahead of schedule.

But why does Nan Zheng's voice sound familiar?

Bombing a kindergarten... Isn't that a plot from the movie "High Risk"?
The doctor is out?
"Send more people to investigate and see what the situation is before we continue." Nan Zheng tapped the table again.

"Also, these scumbags who want to prey on children must be humanely eliminated! If you have any firsthand information about them, whether it's true or false, you must tell me first so I can verify it..."

"No problem!" Taibao said, his heart pounding with excitement.

He never expected his boss to be so positive.

They're even more motivated to investigate fugitives now.

If it were really a Die Hard storyline, that shipment would be worth five or six hundred million US dollars.

Nan Zheng can't help but exude positive energy.

They offer so much that it's impossible to refuse.

Of course, the main reason is that Nan Zheng also wants to do some good deeds. He is one of Hong Kong Island's Top Ten Young Persons and a good citizen.

Just then, a phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Boss, the Nine-Dragon Stripe is done." Xiahou Wu's voice came from inside.

"Your brother's uncle wants to talk to you."

“Tell him that if he’s sincere, he should come with me to Kowloon Tea House. I’ll be waiting for him.” Nan Zheng already knew this, so she wasn’t surprised.

"Okay, I understand," Xiahou Wu nodded and said.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng felt that it was tragic for Jiu Wenlong to have failed so miserably.

He's even worse off than his mother, Chan Ho-nam.

In both the fictional and real-life contexts, they became scapegoats.

However, it's not surprising that capable people in gangs like the Water Room would die.

It's so rotten and arrogant, no wonder it can't develop.

Nan Zheng thought about it again and decided that once the water room was settled, it would be about time to go to Thailand.

Tianyangsheng's situation is now stable.

That evening, as agreed, Uncle Di waited for the Hung Hing delegation in the teahouse.

Even in his seventies or eighties, he was still somewhat nervous while sitting in a wheelchair.

There was no way around it; it was his turn to be nervous.

In his uncle's eyes, Liang Zheng was simply insane.

They're so damn ruthless.

They left absolutely no room for maneuver; everything they did was aimed at annihilation.

If he hadn't made Nine-Dragon take the blame during the day, Hung Hing would probably have wiped out his whole family tonight.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Nan Zheng finally arrived with her entourage.

There weren't many people in the tea room, just Ma Jiaohong and his uncle. There was also a henchman helping to push the wheelchair, who looked like a caregiver.

But...

There were quite a few police officers loitering across the street.

This was clearly Uncle's backup plan.

It was as if this would make Nan Zheng behave herself and avoid offending him.

“Uncle, you’re in a wheelchair and you’re still laughing, as if you’re afraid you won’t die?” Nan Zheng said with a smile as she sat opposite him, her hands in her pockets.

Uncle Di is easy to recognize; his build is not much different from Uncle Deng's.

Uncle Di, holding a can of Coke, chuckled and said, "There's nothing I can do. This is how I've always been. My habits and personality are hard to change."

"Is this all you've got? Aren't you going to retire? Aren't you afraid of being hacked to death by your subordinates?" Nan Zheng looked at the other person with great interest.

"A junior member who has never been in a position of authority in his entire life longs to become the boss."

If one day those brainless thugs finally start using their brains and realize that you old bastards are always hogging the position and blocking their way...

"Tsk tsk, wouldn't this get you and your whole family? Wouldn't I twist you into a pretzel?"

"I was planning to retire, but unfortunately, Mr. Nan doesn't seem to want to." Uncle Di still had a smiling expression, appearing calm and composed.
"I'm here today for this very reason. Nine-Dragon led the trouble, and our people from the Water House got caught up in the emotions, which is why we accidentally angered Hung Hing... It was originally a small matter, but now that the culprit is in your hands, it's a good outcome."

"How are you doing these days? Could you possibly give this old man some face?"

"You ask me 'how' with just one sentence? Uncle, I'm not going to give you any face!"

It's not that simple to just hand someone over and call it a day.
My brother and uncle were also furious.

You've seized so much land in Shuifang, taken so much business, and now you want to make exorbitant demands? Are you insatiable?

Be careful you don't overeat!

"I'm getting old, my savings for my funeral are almost gone, and I'm not very capable anymore. Now I only have less than 30 million left in savings..." Uncle said with a pained expression.

"Mr. Nan, I have a bank draft worth thirty million. I wonder if you would be so kind as to give it to me?"

"What do you mean by 'showing mercy'? My brother and I are like old friends who met too late!" Nan Zheng immediately changed her expression and laughed heartily.

The change of expression was so swift that even the younger brother and uncle were caught off guard and were momentarily stunned.

He then smiled and said, "Since Mr. Nan is willing, I won't be stingy."

"From now on, we'll all be good friends."

“That’s right, a good friend, a good friend!” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Who wouldn't be happy to sit down and chat for a few minutes and earn tens of millions?

He suddenly realized that his brother and uncle were kindred spirits, very tactful, and never wasted words.

A moment later, my uncle brought the check.

Upon seeing this thing, Nan Zheng knew that the other party had been prepared.

To put it bluntly, they were thinking of paying money to avoid disaster; otherwise, how could the money have been delivered so quickly?

It was obviously well prepared.

"No problem. Alright, Uncle, let's have tea together sometime."

"I have something to do now, so I'll be going now." Nan Zheng stood up with a smile and left.

Seeing the other party swagger away in his car, the uncle could no longer contain his anger and shouted, "So arrogant! I'll see how you die later!"

"Spending tens of millions and a capable assistant just to appease the other party... is it really worth it?" Ma Jiaohong said with a bitter smile after remaining silent.

“The situation is beyond my control, there’s nothing I can do,” my uncle said with a gloomy expression.

“I told Hua Fo a long time ago, but he wouldn’t listen. He deserved to die.”

"Let's go too."

Uncle's current goal is simple: to resolve the current crisis first.

Then we'll redevelop the water supply system.

If the waterworks could thrive once under his leadership, then there would be a second time!
One day, Shui Fong will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Hung Hing, or even be evenly matched.

When that time comes, my brother and uncle will definitely avenge this day.

He's been in the business for so many years and is respected by everyone, but he's never felt so stifled.

However, just as Uncle was being pushed out of the tea room, a man in a baseball cap suddenly pulled out a knife and started stabbing him in the abdomen.

He then stabbed the nanny in the throat before fleeing quickly.

"Ah!" Ma Jiaohong screamed in fright, looking at the mess and backing away.

Everything happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

(End of this chapter)