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

Chapter 264 "253" Tell me, how can I help you?
Che Baoshan led three or four hundred men into the Bobby Gang's territory in a grand procession. As soon as he entered, he brandished his knife and shouted, "Kill them all!"

"Kill!" roared the henchmen behind him as they charged forward.

In just a moment, Che Baoshan's men went in and started hacking wildly at Bobby's men.

The Bobby gang was caught off guard and immediately fell into chaos.

Che Baoshan walked with a face full of anger, a cigarette dangling from his lips. Whenever he saw a member of the Bobby Gang, he would raise his knife and cut them down.

If an outsider saw his expression, they might think that the other party had trespassed into his house and he was acting in self-defense.

Soon most of the Bobby Gang received the news and quickly gathered a couple hundred people to launch a counterattack against Che Baoshan.

Bobby rushed out of the main hall and immediately started yelling at Che Baoshan, "Che Baoshan, are you fucking crazy?"

"Whether I'm crazy or not, you should know the fucking truth!" Che Baoshan sneered.

Then he waved and shouted:
"Today, sweep away every inch of Bobby's territory, leave no one alive!"

"You really want to die, don't you?" Bobby suddenly flew into a rage, completely exploding.

You dare say you're going to sweep my place right in front of me? You really don't respect me at all!

"Want to die? I should be the one saying that to you." Che Baoshan looked at Bobby, who was fifty meters away, his eyes filled with ferocity.

Seeing the other party's ferocity, Bobby's heart sank.

"They hired a sniper to assassinate Liang Zheng, then hired a gunman to assassinate me and General Bei Mi, and finally planted a bomb..."

"You bastard, tonight is your death day!" Che Baoshan slashed three or four more enemies and charged forward.

Bobby was terrified. Che Baoshan rushed up in the blink of an eye, and Bobby barely managed to dodge the knife by scrambling around.

He continued shouting without stopping, "Che Baoshan, you say I did it, so you think I did it? Do you have any evidence?"

"You're slandering me without any evidence, and even planting your flag... Don't think I'll fight you to the death, the Eight-Faced Buddha of the Golden Triangle won't let you off the hook either!"

"I'm dealing with your Bobby today, what does it have to do with Eight-Faced Buddha?" Che Baoshan looked at the three or four henchmen who quickly surrounded him, his face full of disdain.

"This is Thailand!"

"Bobby, have you lost your mind? Don't you even know whose headquarters this is?"

Even if the Eight-Faced Buddha comes, he'll have to walk away! Those who don't know their place are just plain stupid.

These words made Bobby realize that Che Baoshan dared to take such drastic measures against him not only because of the previous assassination attempt, but also because of the royal family's tacit approval.

Bobby's face immediately darkened.

He didn't expect that Thailand would allow Che Baoshan to take action so easily; it seems they wanted to make an example of him.

Bobby wasn't stupid; after a little thought, she realized that the royal family also wanted to use this opportunity to put a hand on the Eight-Faced Buddha...

Without the slightest hesitation, he took off running while Che Baoshan was being held back.

"Run? This is Bangkok, not the Golden Triangle. Where do you think you can run to?" Che Baoshan had just finished dealing with a few henchmen when he saw Bobby scrambling into a car to escape. He sneered inwardly.

He then got into an MPV parked on the street and sped off.

Che Baoshan came prepared for this trip.

Meanwhile, Mark was leading a brawl on the street, and the Bobby gang members, who were not very strong, were almost completely overwhelmed by them.

After all, they're just selling followers; they have virtually no experience in direct confrontations or battles.

If they're not afraid of death when a fight breaks out, then they'll be the ones with broken arms and legs.

Those who sell drugs mostly use guns, but it's daytime now...

If they actually pull out their weapons, they're done for!
Even the police could keep a close watch on them.

Within minutes, Mark and his men had swept through three or four streets.

Bobby's several hundred men were soundly beaten, and after their two leaders were killed, they fell apart and collapsed at the first blow.

Almost everyone either ran away or scattered.

On the other side of the national highway, a dramatic car chase unfolded.

Bobby runs, Che Baoshan chases.

He sped past several cars on the road, seemingly disregarding the lives of others and himself, but his eyes were filled with a strong will to survive.

While making phone calls to call for backup, Bobby kept glancing in the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with fear that Che Baoshan would catch up.

Che Baoshan acted too quickly this time, especially during the day, catching him completely off guard.

It was too late when I came to my senses.

At this point, all Bobby could do was run around while making phone calls to call for backup.

However, at that moment, Bobby suddenly flipped up and down in his seat, and the rear of the car was hit hard.

Then came another violent collision, and Bobby immediately lost control of the steering wheel he was holding.

Just as he was about to throw away the phone and grip the steering wheel tightly, Che Baoshan found an opportunity to overtake him and then rammed his side into his driver's seat, resulting in another violent collision.

boom!
This time, Bobby and his car were overturned. They rolled and crawled on the national highway, spinning several times before finally landing sideways on the ground, with the roof of the car touching the ground, sliding more than ten meters away.

The road was strewn with sparks and lightning.

Only then did Che Baoshan stop the car, exuding a murderous aura. He then opened the door, stepped out, and casually pulled out the Black Star holster from his waist.

Load it directly.

Ignoring the dozen or so cars around him, he walked forward and shouted, "Bobby, you dare to assassinate even members of the royal family? You're dead, you're dead!"

"If you come to me willingly and beg me to blow your head off, maybe you'll at least leave with a whole corpse..."

But if you don't behave, I'll go to the Golden Triangle and dig up your ancestral graves clean!

"Damn it!" Bobby struggled to crawl out from under the car, his head bleeding profusely and looking extremely disheveled. He couldn't help but curse.

"You bastard, if you have evidence, then just kill me. Stop talking nonsense."

"Let me tell you, without any evidence, if you kill me directly, the Eight-Faced Buddha will definitely not let you off..."

“You’re tougher than me in Thailand! But don’t forget, in the Golden Triangle, my boss is tougher than you.” Bobby was also getting angry, and he got up and glared at Che Baoshan through gritted teeth.

He knew very well that it would be easy for the other side to kill him.

However, they are still not taking action...

The real purpose was to have both—to want to die and to admit to assassinating Bei Mi.

Bobby wasn't stupid; since he was going to die anyway, he might as well fight to the very end!
But...

Bang bang bang!
His only response was a burst of gunfire, and Bobby immediately clutched his thigh and screamed in pain.

Che Baoshan blew on the muzzle of his gun and sneered, "I didn't expect you, a middleman, to be so clever. You actually figured out my purpose... But have you forgotten that we need evidence to do things?"

"Kill you, then find your confidants as evidence, isn't that the same thing?"

Bobby's face immediately filled with terror.

"If he doesn't admit it... then beat him until he admits it, it's that simple."

Che Baoshan said with a smile, making Bobby even more frightened.

He never dreamed that Che Baoshan would have such a thought.

Why keep this bastard around?

"Che Baoshan, what exactly do you want to do?" Bobby asked painfully, his face ashen, filled with resentment.

"It's very simple." Che Baoshan then revealed his ultimate goal, slowly saying:
"If you admit that you assassinated Bei Mi with Liang Zheng... then I'll give you a quick death and a whole corpse!"

"Otherwise, hehe, you know what the consequences will be for you now."

Then another burst of bullets hit the other leg.

Bobby was in so much pain he was about to have a spasm.

His whole body was convulsing.

"You bastard, Che Baoshan, you bastard! You're ten times more insidious and vicious than Jiang Tianyang!" Bobby roared, both shocked and frightened.

But now they're all going to die...

Although he had attempted to assassinate Nan Zheng, he had no hatred for her whatsoever. Why should he acknowledge her?

It's better to stand firm to the end.

Then Bobby closed his eyes, his face contorted with rage and resentment.

Seeing this, Che Baoshan didn't say anything, grabbed the other person by the collar, and prepared to take him to a suburb to have some fun.

Anyway, he has plenty of time.

With the royal family's permission, what can't we do now?
But just then, a black and imposing Chevrolet suddenly crashed into them.

As soon as Che Baoshan walked to the MPV, he saw the car roaring out like a ferocious beast, and he was terrified.

I instinctively let go and moved aside.

click-

The Chevrolet ran over Bobby's legs and sped away, leaving behind another scream.

Then it quickly turned around and rammed into Che Baoshan again.

Che Baoshan broke out in a cold sweat, never expecting anyone to suddenly attack him, and immediately dodged in the opposite direction.

But this time he wasn't so lucky, because several dark gun barrels were sticking out from inside the Chevrolet's window.

Bang bang bang bang!

Sparks flew and smoke filled the air.

Che Baoshan dodged the car's impact but not the bullets. He was shot seven or eight times in mid-air while lunging, feeling as if he had been bitten many times by venomous snakes, and crashed heavily to the ground in pain. He curled up in a ball, groaning in agony.

Two more shots shattered Che Baoshan's arm holding the Black Star, and the Chevrolet finally came to a slow stop.

Immediately afterward, a driver in black got out, his eyes filled with indifference and murderous intent.

boom!
Another shot hit Che Baoshan's other hand, completely eliminating any possibility that the other party had any trump cards. Only then did Tian Yangsheng turn his head to look inside the car.

A moment later, a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a black suit, slowly got out of the back row. He had an arrogant and unruly demeanor.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Tian Yangsheng, how can you be so inhumane? He only has one hand left, and you still interrupt him... making him only be able to use his feet to operate the plane, it's utterly tragic, absolutely tragic!"

Then he glanced down sideways:

"Isn't this the famous Che Baoshan, Brother Che? We meet again! But this time, what happened to you? Broken arm and broken leg, you're so pitiful, hahaha!"

Watching the other party laugh wildly, Che Baoshan, who had fallen into a pool of blood, coughed up blood, his vision gradually blurred, but his face still carried resentment.

He never imagined that he was just the praying mantis!
“Liangzheng, you deserve to die…” Che Baoshan said through gritted teeth. Even though he was about to die, the hatred in his heart did not decrease at all, but instead increased.

"Whether I should die or not, I don't know, but you're definitely going to die," Nan Zheng sneered.

He lit a cigarette and then waved his hand:

"Please, Brother Chezai, go down and line up."

"Okay," Tian Yangsheng said calmly, then emptied Che Baoshan's magazine.

This time, there were no headshots; it was all bird hunting.

They scattered all the red and yellow things.

For a person of such shrewdness and wisdom, such a pathetic death is the greatest humiliation.

Nan Zheng then turned to look at Bobby beside her, and her expression turned even more contorted with rage:
"Tian Yangsheng, you really are inhuman! How can you drive like that? You crushed someone's leg into a meat patty stuck to the ground, how is that person supposed to walk in the future?"

"Whether I can walk or not doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, help me, help me!" Bobby's will to survive was even stronger than Che Baoshan's, and he gritted his teeth and said through the pain:
"I don't think I can be saved yet. Please take me to the hospital quickly, maybe I can still live... Please, please, Brother Zheng!"

"Now you can say 'Zheng-ge'?" Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of smoke and said with a smile:
"You weren't this nice when you sent that fucking sniper to kill me."

"Bobby, tell me, how can I help you? It's really hard for me to help you!"

Bobby looked utterly desperate.

Damn it, where exactly did things go wrong?

How the hell did everyone find out that I sent assassins?!

"Alright, let's make things easier and see Bobby off..."

"I'll grind it again. Winter is coming, and I'm going to use it as a carpet."

Poppy was instantly terrified.

But he couldn't be bothered to look at the smug expression on the ground, so he turned around and went to urinate outside the road.

If you don't keep your word, how will you do business in the future?

……

Nan Zheng returned to the car and lit a cigarette.

Two Thai police officers have already gone down to collect the body, and another is calling for backup.

Nan Zheng also thoughtfully gave them a simple yet pleasant-sounding name – Zuo You.

One on the left, one on the right.

It represents the left and right arms.

Yes, you can take it out to stop bullets when something happens.

"Mr. Nan, is this the kind of business you were talking about before?" Li Xinxin, who was in the back row, kept sticking her head out of the window and gagging, her face turning pale.

"Of course, I'm a law-abiding citizen. I have a duty to deal with any illegal or criminal activities, to uphold justice and make outstanding contributions to society!" Nan Zheng said righteously.

"This is also a form of high-end business competition, but compared to the higher-end, it's still relatively low-end. The dump trucks aren't even used yet..."

Li Xinxin vomited even louder.

She finally understood why Nan Zheng had such a large family and business at such a young age.

Because everyone who tried to stop her from building such a large and successful business died.

"Here, take this." Nan Zheng, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, smiled and handed Li Xinxin a tissue.

He then added, "These are all minor matters. You're a Hong Konger too. Haven't you seen gangsters fighting and killing in the streets?"

“I’ve seen it, and I’ve witnessed the whole thing…” It took Li Xinxin a long time to come to her senses, and she looked at Nan Zheng with awe in her eyes.

"But this is the first time I've ever seen such a bloody scene."

"It's nothing, you get used to it after seeing it a lot," Nan Zheng said casually.

For him, these were things he had experienced countless times.

Anyway, it's nothing unusual.

However, Li Xinxin is a teacher, and what she usually sees at school is at most students playing around, far less serious than what is happening now.

It's normal for the reaction to be a bit strong.

“I’m so happy today, I’ll take you out for a big meal later to calm your nerves—welcome to the new world, Teacher Li!” Nan Zheng patted Li Xinxin’s thin back and laughed.

Li Xinxin remained silent, her head bowed, not daring to look at anything outside.

What just happened could easily leave her with psychological trauma.

But...

To be honest, street racing is quite thrilling.

Li Xinxin felt as if a new world had truly been opened to her.

These were all things she had never experienced before.

Looking at Li Xinxin's appearance, Nan Zheng was reminded of JOJO's timid appearance before.

It seems the two of them might run into each other again in the future, and perhaps some unexpected sparks will fly.

A teacher, a student...

Traveling as a couple sounds so exciting!

Not long after, Giles arrived at the scene with two vehicles of officers. Other passersby were driven away, and a cordon was set up around the area to prevent outsiders from entering.

After instructing the officers to collect the body, Gails approached the Chevrolet. Looking at the unruly Nan Zheng inside, he had a complex expression in his eyes: "Mr. Nan, you've only just left the police station, and you've already caused such a big incident?"

"Director, you're wrong!" Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"I was just passing by when I happened to witness two criminal suspects fighting on the national highway. My security personnel then acted in self-defense and killed both suspects on the spot..."

All my men are legally armed and have legal licenses!
"If my boss is being threatened, why shouldn't they take action?"

"I see." Gales' emotions calmed down considerably, and he then smiled:

"Mr. Nan, from then on, our cooperation began."

"Now it's officially started!" Nan Zheng laughed loudly, a cigarette dangling from her lips.

Gails laughed even more heartily.

He originally thought that Nan Zheng was openly committing murder and arson, without any regard for rules.

If word gets out, Nan Zheng won't face any risk; in fact, he, as the bureau chief, might actually have to take responsibility.

But Nan Zheng had everything arranged; all he needed to do was clean up the mess…

That would change the nature of the situation.

At least one gun possession is legal, and the other is illegal; that's something that can be discussed in the records.

As for the archives, aren't they just something that Gells can say and write however he wants?
It's a closed loop now.

"But Director, don't be too happy yet. My competitors are not so simple," Nan Zheng said, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

"Beimi, a local warlord, have you heard of him?"

“Beimi? Never heard of it.” Gails pondered for a moment, his face full of disdain.

"Don't worry, here, dragons will coil up for me, and tigers will lie down for me."

"I'm the local tyrant here!"

"Director, just based on what you said, I fucking have to donate another million." Nan Zheng pointed and laughed loudly.

He was in a particularly good mood today.

Nan Zheng hadn't seen someone who was both willing to take money and knew how to get things done in a long time.

In fact, what Gells said was true. Anyone who has power in this small area has a powerful backer.

Even he, the bureau chief, had never heard of such a person. Even if it were a warlord, he would still be a minor figure.

Thailand is such a large country, there must be at least a hundred warlords, big and small.

These days, the names of warlords are worthless, and those with a few private soldiers are basically forgotten.

But don't forget that a local bureau chief can oversee several districts and has hundreds, if not thousands, of police officers under his command.

They're local bullies, who's afraid of whom?
With someone like Gails doing things for a fee, it's time for Nan Zheng to pull off something big.

Let's arrange to meet this loser, Bei Mi, first.

(End of this chapter)