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

Chapter 261 "250" Your unprofessionalism makes it hard to highlight my professional level!
In a port, a ship slowly docked, and then more than a dozen people, all men and women in suits, disembarked one after another.

However, before they could speak, police sirens suddenly sounded, and a large number of police officers surrounded them from all sides.

There were also seven or eight police cars.

"Don't move! Don't move!" Li Ying opened the car door, placed the gun on the window, and shouted at the men and women on the dock.

"Doctors, you are surrounded by the police. Surrender immediately, or you will be killed on sight!"

"We've been discovered?" The man in the lead, named Doctor, was somewhat surprised, but not nervous or astonished. Instead, he smiled.

"Li Ying, it really is you."

"I didn't expect you to know me... It seems you do have people in the anti-gang squad!" Li Ying said angrily through gritted teeth.

"I'm saying this for the last time: put down your weapons, or you will be killed without mercy!"

"Why should I lay down my weapons instead of you, or else I'll kill you without mercy?" The doctor lit a cigar, slowly exhaling a cloud of smoke, a smile on his face.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Li Ying cursed angrily.

"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, don't you know very well?" the doctor said calmly, while his henchmen behind him began to quickly assemble firearms.

Li Ying opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, when suddenly the car in the inner circle of the police officers exploded.

boom!
A series of explosions illuminated the dark dock with brilliant flames.

Many police officers died instantly, thrown into the air one by one.

The majority of them were completely disoriented and their internal organs were churning from the aftershocks.

Li Ying was also thrown into the air by the sudden explosion. The police car flipped over right above him, making his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end!

Immediately afterwards, the doctor's confidant Da Bang and Fei Fei quickly drew their guns and opened fire indiscriminately on the anti-gang members.

Bang bang bang!
"I've said it before, why can't it be you who lay down your weapons?" the doctor sneered.

He had previously collaborated with Bearded Yong, the leader of the Number Gang, on two occasions at auctions to resell antiques, earning tens of millions of yuan.

However, the "doctor" defied the rules several more times afterward.

But by then, the real doctor had already gone to Macau to avoid trouble.

They never returned to Hong Kong Island.

Therefore, the doctor realized that someone was using his name to do things, a bully using his authority... He was returning to Hong Kong Island from Macau tonight and specifically went to find out who this person was.

However, it now seems that the doctor clearly knew all along that the person impersonating him was a member of the police force.

Otherwise, there wouldn't have been a bomb in the police car beforehand, catching them completely off guard.

The doctor, holding a cigar in one hand and a Black Star pistol in the other, was about to finish Li Ying off with a single shot when suddenly police sirens sounded outside.

Just then, the phone rang.

After a moment's thought, the doctor decided to answer the phone first.

"Hey?"

"Big brother, the Flying Tigers are here." A male voice rang out. It was the doctor's younger brother, Rabbit.

"They're really here? Do you have any extra bombs?" The doctor raised an eyebrow, clearly not taking the Flying Tigers seriously either.

"No. We came back too hastily today. There was only enough time for the inside man and our accomplice to plant the bomb under the car; it wasn't enough to deal with any other emergencies..."

"Okay, let's go then." The doctor hung up the phone and then snapped his fingers.

Three or four MPVs sped over.

After getting into the car, the doctor glanced at Li Ying, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood, and sneered, "A person must rely on themselves!"

"You think the information you received is accurate? What if I released it intentionally?"

"The ground is littered with corpses now, countless people are dead... Li Ying, this is your retribution!"

"Ah! Ah!!!"

Li Ying watched the raging fire, helplessly pounding the ground and roaring in anger.

……

When Huang Zhicheng arrived at Kowloon Hospital, he saw Li Ying, who was covered in bandages and lying on the hospital bed, looking somewhat numb.

One of his feet was still hanging down.

"Inspector Wong."

"Alright, no need to get up." After sitting down, Huang Zhicheng lit a cigarette, put it in Li Ying's mouth, and then lit one for himself.

He then slowly said, "The plan failed. Thirteen brothers died and eight were seriously injured."

Li Ying looked utterly hopeless.

“This has nothing to do with you. It was my oversight... Even if I knew there were traitors inside, I still had to race against them, which resulted in a disaster,” Huang Zhicheng said with a wry smile.

The situation is roughly the same as what the doctor said before. When Huang Zhicheng sent Li Ying to carry out the operation, he had already guessed that there might be an insider tipping them off.

However, he still insisted on going his own way.

Because he felt it was too much of a coincidence.

Now it seems……

It really was such a coincidence that the news of the doctor's arrival in Hong Kong was leaked by an insider.

"If this monster isn't dealt with, our anti-gang squad will never be able to hold our heads high again." There was no complaint in Li Ying's eyes, only resentment.

"I had previously probed Liangzheng and suspected that he was involved in this matter..."

But it seems he's already boarded a plane tonight, as if it has nothing to do with him.

“Liang Zheng is ruthless, but not inhuman.” Huang Zhicheng nodded in agreement.

"This matter should indeed have nothing to do with him. The most important person is this doctor... He orchestrated all of this!"

"He robbed the auction to acquire a large quantity of weapons of mass destruction to blow up a kindergarten..."

However, there are hundreds of kindergartens on Hong Kong Island, and without a clear target...

We have no way of knowing which company they want to target.

If you try to cram at the last minute, the place will probably explode before you even get there.

Even if we send all our manpower out, we can only keep an eye on a dozen or so kindergartens..."

"So the most urgent thing for us is to find that mole! Maybe he knows which kindergarten the doctor is going to target," Huang Zhicheng said, squinting his eyes.

"The doctor disembarked in Kowloon, could it be Kowloon Kindergarten?" Li Ying asked tentatively.

"I don't know," Huang Zhicheng shook his head.

"Where he disembarks doesn't mean he'll plant bombs there... For this kind of inhuman scum, killing a few people or killing hundreds is insignificant, as long as he's happy."

"So we still need to find the mole, otherwise we won't be able to find a doctor at all."

Li Ying nodded, planning to rest for a few days and then be discharged from the hospital.

Meanwhile, Ah Wu left the nightclub after get off work, intending to go to Kowloon Kindergarten to see his son whom he hadn't seen for several days.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng landed at the Thai airport, yawning.

Every time I fly, it feels like I'm fighting while I'm sitting down; my back goes numb.

"Boss, that Fei Jing called me and said that the translator will arrive today," Tian Yangsheng said from behind.

"Who?" Nan Zheng yawned again, looking completely nonchalant.

“Fei Jing,” Tian Yangsheng repeated.

"Oh, I remember now." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Then when we arrive, you can send someone to pick us up."

"Call Fei Jing back now and get her contact information."

"Okay." Tian Yangsheng nodded.

Upon hearing that Li Xinxin had agreed to come, Nan Zheng perked up a bit.

This trip to Thailand was finally not so boring.

If you're bored, just go to a hotel.

However, including the previous time, this was the second time he had met Li Xinxin.

We still need to figure it out slowly.

We'll have to play again this time.

Nan Zheng loves playing with strategy guides.

A moment later, three or four black extended Lincoln limousines slowly pulled up at the airport entrance. As soon as they stepped outside, they saw Abu and Hanbin getting out of the cars with their entourage.

There were more than a dozen burly men, all of them gunmen.

"Wow, is this all the fuss? Do you think Bangkok is your home?" Nan Zheng said lazily, lighting a cigarette.

"Just for safety's sake, Mr. Nan," Han Bin said with a grin.

After inviting the people into the car, he added, "We recently took over a piece of land in Bangkok, two or three streets long, belonging to a local motorcycle gang."

Now it's basically all ours.

They are currently recruiting. In addition to the two hundred Hong Kongers they brought, there are three or four hundred more, all recruited locally.

There are all sorts of people, as long as they can fight.

"Well done," Nan Zheng said calmly.

Han Bin is a capable person.

Regardless of whether those people are human or demon, let's focus on increasing quantity first, and then improve quality.

Otherwise, outsiders will think that there are so few people in a single group, and no matter how good you are at fighting, everyone will treat you as an easy target.

"Have you checked with the local police station?" Nan Zheng asked, taking a drag of her cigarette.

"What the hell is it for us to go to the police station to look after people like us who are out in the business?" Abu asked, puzzled.

"So you just don't understand!" Nan Zheng pointed.

"Our Hung Hing is a legitimate multinational company. No matter what we do, we are a legitimate and legal company! Once we establish ourselves abroad, of course we need to visit the local police. Otherwise, how can we prove our legitimacy and sincerity?"

"You think the biggest local tyrants here are my warlords and royalty? They're just cops!"

As the old saying goes, even a local official is better than a distant one.

If the local police really think you're tough enough, they can get you into all sorts of trouble anytime, anywhere. Even warlords have to send their private soldiers to deal with you.

After all, warlords are human too, and they also have to consider alliances and superiors. If they have to send troops for every little thing... then how can we attract investment in the future?
Even in later generations, Indonesia remained a place of warlordism and poverty.

“Mr. Nan is right.” Han Bin nodded thoughtfully.

"I've been busy recruiting new students these past few days, and I haven't had much time to deal with external matters."

I'll contact them later.

“That’s right! A wise person knows when to yield,” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

Once you've got the local police under control, anything you do afterward will be considered doing good for the people.

This is what attracting investment should look like!

Nan Zheng has a security group, so whatever she does can be handled as "eliminating violence and maintaining order".

Of course, the method of handling it might be a little rough.

“Also, Mr. Nan, I have an arms dealer friend in Thailand. She’s a local bigwig here… Most of the weapons we currently possess were provided by her,” Han Bin said.

"The other party said they want to meet with you to discuss cooperation."

"See me?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” Han Bin nodded. “I’m the link between arms dealers and arms factories, so I’m quite familiar with them. This person has a good reputation, and the weapons he sells are of good quality.”

If I'm not mistaken, she probably wants to discuss this kind of collaboration with you.

"I always thought you were an arms dealer, but I never imagined you were a military intermediary," Nan Zheng said jokingly.

"They all call me an arms dealer now, but I'm much more high-class than an arms dealer," Han Bin said with a smile.

“Alright, since they want to meet, let’s find a time to talk it over.” Nan Zheng thought for a moment and then added:
"As long as it's not some junk."

Soon, Nan Zheng arrived at the Hung Hing branch in Thailand.

I got off the bus and glanced around.

The surrounding buildings are very old, looking like they were built on Hong Kong Island in the 1950s or 60s.

Some are similar to Yau Tsim Mong.

Bangkok's prosperity stems from being the capital, but in reality, there is a significant gap between the rich and poor.

This is still Chinatown.

Nan Zheng looked around again, but lost interest.

Although it was his first time in Thailand, he now felt there was absolutely no need to come.

They look quite poor.

A moment later, led by Han Bin, Nan Zheng entered a teahouse, where Uncle Kun, who was sitting in his office, immediately stepped forward to greet her respectfully.

"Hello, Mr. Nan!"

"Uncle Kun?" Although Nan Zheng had never met him, she immediately recognized him through the phone call.

Uncle Kun laughed and said, "Mr. Nan, it's me. I haven't had much time before to visit Mr. Nan in Hong Kong, so I'm glad to apologize to you now."

"No need, and I don't need to meet too many people," Nan Zheng waved her hand and said.

Uncle Kun knows perfectly well why he's not coming.

I just didn't dwell on it that much.

He sat down on the sofa and asked, "What's the situation in Bangkok right now?"

"It's still the same as before. With us, Bangkok has been divided into six parts... Recently, Che Baoshan contacted their former backer, but I don't know the specifics of their conversation." Uncle Kun briefly explained the situation.

Nan Zheng now knew that Jiang Tianyang's backer was a warlord named Bei Mi.

There are five or six hundred soldiers here.

There must be quite a few kept privately as well.

Five or six hundred is a lot, after all, nowadays you don't need a lot of military personnel to get things done, but rather private soldiers support militias, and the militias lead rural people...

It's like bacteria multiplying.

You might wander into any village outside of Bangkok, only to find the entire village is populated by some warlord.

"Mr. Nan, are you trying to deal with a warlord?" Uncle Kun asked tentatively.

Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways and asked, "Anyone who can ask such a question is basically not human."

"Are you an idiot?"

Uncle Kun was immediately stunned.

"We never need to deal with warlords, because all they ever want is profit and kickbacks," Han Bin explained with a smile.

“Bei Mi is just a small-time rascal here, but why is he able to control Bangkok? It’s because he has someone behind him!”
But now that such a big thing has happened in Bangkok, neither Bei Mi nor the person behind Bei Mi has come forward...

To put it simply, everyone is watching and waiting.

Let's see who has the strength! Then we'll cooperate again.

Uncle Kun seemed to be deep in thought when he said this.

In fact, Han Bin's words make a lot of sense, because Thailand is not a monolithic entity, and there are many and complex factions within the military and royal families.

In this situation, who would make any sudden movements?

Making rash moves will lead to losses.

Therefore, Nan Zheng was not worried at all about what the warlords might do; once she got those businesses in Bangkok, she was done.

If the warlord really makes any moves...

He'll take the good stuff, but if it's bad, he'll just get rid of it.

Anyway, Nan Zheng has nothing here, so what's there to be afraid of or go against?
At worst, I can sell all my properties to someone else and take the money back to Hong Kong Island.

Nan Zheng didn't care about Thailand anyway.

Unless it's a scam.

"Tomorrow, find me the head of the local police station first, then find out where Che Baoshan is. Once you find him, take him out... We'll talk about the rest later," Nan Zheng said, putting out her cigarette and getting up.

He suddenly realized that Bangkok wasn't without its merits.

For example, ladyboys and transgender people.

Of course, Nan Zheng didn't like the former.

But he's still happy to see transgender people.

……

Nan Zheng went out, intending to go to a bar to see what Thai specialties looked like, when suddenly a sense of crisis struck her.

My heart felt as if it had been suddenly squeezed tightly by a hand.

Nan Zheng instinctively lunged to the left, and then a gunshot rang out.

boom!
One of the black henchmen behind him was shot through the chest, and blood splattered everywhere.

Even as he collapsed, his face was filled with disbelief.

Tian Yangsheng and his group immediately realized what was happening and pulled out their weapons to find cover nearby.

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng was so angry that she leaned against the back of the car and kicked over the trash can next to her, cursing loudly.

He casually pulled out a gun and fired several shots at the rooftop to the upper left.

I saw a figure in the rearview mirror of the car behind me in the brief moment I dodged.

He immediately knew who the other person was.

Sniper.

Sure enough, after a burst of bullets, all of them hit the parapet wall of the rooftop, and the sniper with his gun at the ready instinctively ducked his head.

"Damn it, kill him!" Nan Zheng was furious, her eyes blazing with malice.

Tian Yangsheng squinted and briefly scanned the area, noticing that passersby had fled in panic after hearing the gunshots, but he didn't see any suspicious individuals.

He immediately started firing at the rooftop while simultaneously rushing towards it sideways.

Tian Yangyi and Tian Yangen followed closely behind.

Han Bin's group also received the commotion and started shouting and calling for reinforcements in the tea room.

Nan Zheng looked around and suddenly saw several slow-moving figures at the entrance of the alley to the side.

Without even thinking, he fired a few shots.

Immediately afterwards, two screams rang out.

Tian Yangzhi quickly kicked the trash can on the ground over and then dodged it with a sideways leap.

He kept pulling the trigger on the gun in his hand.

One burst of bullets, and even the screams ceased.

"Boss, it's a gunman!" Tian Yangzhi glanced around the alley before examining the two corpses on the ground. He kicked them and found two large black guns in their hands.

He shouted immediately.

"Damn it! Where did these mercenaries come from? Their professional skills are so poor!" Nan Zheng cursed.

The snipers all got away, and this assassin only just showed up...

Your unprofessionalism makes it hard to highlight my professional level!

Nan Zheng went over to take a look and found that they were two black cockroach gunmen. She was so angry that she kicked over the trash can on the ground and cursed, "Investigate for me. I want to see who the hell wants to kill me."

"And that sniper, if we find him, we'll skin him alive."

"I'll go after him right away," Tian Yangzhi replied, and then ran off in the direction of Tian Yangsheng.

Nan Zheng grew angrier the more she thought about it, and raised her hand to fire another burst at the two corpses.

Damn it, you deserved to fall!

"Mr. Nan, are you alright?" Han Bin asked as he approached with a group of people acting as human shields at the alley entrance.

"I'm so awesome, of course I'm fine, I'm just so angry!" Nan Zheng was still very unhappy.

He was assassinated less than an hour after arriving in Bangkok.

Does Thailand still have laws?
Are there any laws?
(End of this chapter)