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

Chapter 266 "255" I have so many enemies, I don't need one or two more.
"I've made a lot of enemies? Damn it! Are you blind or what? How dare you say I've messed with others? Every time someone messes with me, I'm forced to defend myself!" Nan Zheng said with a sidelong glance.

"Those bastards are all bullying honest people. I'm being lenient by not killing their whole families!"

Tian Yangsheng looked incredulous.

"Boss, I used to believe you, but now... it's good enough if you don't mess with others, who would dare mess with you?"

"Most of what's happening now is the result of the trouble you caused in Hong Kong, which has brought to light the fact that the people behind it are, frankly, your adversaries. Otherwise, given your current status, who would target you for no reason?"

"I'm so bored I could die."

"Oh ho, Tian Yangsheng, now that he's flown, he's even questioning my words." Nan Zheng laughed.

"But I fucking love the way you are, all pretentious and cool!"

Tian Yangsheng is even more speechless.

He always felt that these words were directed at him.

Tian Yangsheng couldn't hold back any longer; he had been choked by Nan Zheng's Versailles-like tone for too long, and now he finally blurted it all out.

Who would kill and burn people and then claim to be a good person?
This is the first time I've ever seen someone like Tian Yangsheng, who has been a mercenary for so many years.

"Alright, we should get those egg-shaped snacks in a few hours." Nan Zheng checked the time and added:
"Did you bring those veterans from before?"

“Abu brought them. I’ve been by your side the whole time, how could I have time to bring people?” Tian Yangsheng said.

"Damn." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead, remembering something.

Unfortunately, Tian Yangsheng and Abu are played by the same person. Although they only look three or four points similar, you can only distinguish them by looking at the stereotypical image of Nan Zheng...

But since we are from later generations, it's normal for our memories to be somewhat inaccurate.

"Then let Abu get ready, set up the guns around the area, and wait for our distinguished guest to arrive," Nan Zheng said with a smile, lighting a cigarette.

Abu just took a phone call and went out; he's not in the basement.

It doesn't matter, it's just a few steps away.

Tian Yangsheng asked doubtfully, "Boss, are you sure they will definitely bring people with them?"

"Of course, do you think the local warlords are dead? They've suffered such huge losses time and time again, how could they be so magnanimous as to forgive them?" Nan Zheng sneered.

"Right now, I wish I could skin you alive!"

Tian Yangsheng nodded, "That's true."

If he were Nan Zheng's opponent, he would want to skin her alive and tear her tendons apart.

After leaving the basement, Nan Zheng found Zhang Chun and the others and asked directly, "Did you bring the grenade launcher from Hong Kong Island?"

"Bringed them, boss!" Zhang Chun and his group were playing cards when they saw the person and immediately stood up.

"Do you need it now? I'll go get it right away, it's in the trunk of the car," Zhang Chun said again.

"Get ready, keep watch from the second-floor window of the bathhouse across the street. As soon as a fight breaks out, just bombard the Thai faces." Nan Zheng glanced at the bathhouse across the street.

It's right across from this tea room.

There are several connected windows; just open one, turn off the light, and keep an eye on it.

They won't be discovered even late at night.

“The bathhouse is open for business. If we go there in a big way, we’ll probably be discovered,” Zhang Chun said, scratching his head.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Nan Zheng slapped him across the face and cursed.
"Booking the whole place? That's stupid! If you book the whole place and kick all the other guests out, who will know what you're doing inside?"

“That’s right.” Zhang Chun slapped his thigh, then grinned.
"But boss, I don't have that much money, but I do have prostitutes..."

"We need your financial assistance first."

"Damn it! Everyone's copying Ah Wu now, always asking for more money." Nan Zheng cursed as she threw tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars out of her pocket.

The Hong Kong dollar is now roughly equivalent to the US dollar, and can be exchanged for local currency almost anywhere.

The main reason is that it is a financial center, and many people like to invest in Hong Kong Island. Southeast Asia is the premier destination for such investments.

Therefore, as long as they have money, Hong Kong people can go anywhere.

"I'll take care of it right away!" Zhang Chun smiled even more broadly after receiving the money.

Nan Zheng didn't dwell on it.

After all, they came here to do business, not to play with ladyboys.

It's normal not to have much money with you.

If they had millions on them, Nan Zheng would suspect they were paid by someone else to secretly kill her.

……

Bei Mi returned home and met Kele in the living room.

At the same time, he was also Mark, a trusted confidant of Che Baoshan.

Bei Mi had contacted these two people by phone before leaving the hospital.

"Is everything ready?" Bei Mi asked, not hiding anything and getting straight to the point.

"A total of one hundred knife-wielders and fifteen gunmen," Cola said expressionlessly.

“This is all the resources we have. Knife-wielder, I'll lead the team, Mark the gunman.”

"Okay." Bei Mi nodded in satisfaction.

"I'll be going over to negotiate with Liangzheng later, do you want to come with me?"

"Never mind, I'll just wait outside." Cola shook her head.

"Oh, why?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to resist killing Liang Zheng on the spot!" Cola gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred and murderous intent.

She underwent gender reassignment surgery because of Liang Zheng, her brother died because of Liang Zheng, Jiang Tianyang was arrested because of Liang Zheng, Bangkok's chaotic situation was caused by Liang Zheng, and now even Che Baoshan is dead because of Liang Zheng...

Cola and Liangzheng have so much hatred between them that it's impossible to hide.

Bei Mi smiled with satisfaction.

He needs to be someone who's irreconcilably opposed to Liang Zheng to work closely with her.

Let's work together to deal with Liang Zheng.

Otherwise, if he suddenly turns against his side, he'll have nowhere to turn for help.

"Don't worry, this time, I will help you get revenge," Bei Mi said directly.

“If I can’t reach an agreement, I’ll find an excuse to leave the tea room, or go to the restroom, and call you to let you know…”

"What if Liangzheng doesn't give it to him? What if he turns hostile?" Cola interrupted.

“This is Thailand!” Bei Mi said dismissively, quite confident in that regard.

"I won't even let him use the restroom. What do you think he is? Even if he is mentally ill, he'd better think twice before he has a breakdown right in front of me!"

Cola nodded thoughtfully.

It's just a brief exchange of information; that shouldn't be a problem.

Liang Zheng is just a gangster; she probably wouldn't have thought of this.

"Don't worry, once we take down Liang Zheng, I'll help you achieve a perfect handicap from now on." Bei Mi patted Kele on the shoulder, glanced at Mark, and smiled.
"At that time, one of you will be in charge of domestic affairs and the other will be in charge of foreign affairs. Won't you still be local tyrants?"

"Besides, a man and a woman...hehe, I think you two get along very well."

Cola's face suddenly turned a little red.

Mark, on the other hand, remained expressionless, as if he had no emotions.

He was a white man and a professional shooter.

However, Bei Mi was just joking. He wasn't interested in, and didn't care to care about, the relationship between the transvestite and the expressionless man.

He's looking for an opportunity to take down Cola, Liangzheng, and the others all at once.

The current chaos in Bangkok is entirely due to the machinations of Jiang Tianyang's former subordinates.

Bei Mi knew very well that if these people didn't die, there would still be a lot of trouble to come.

Let's just go all the way and go all the way.

Although the losses may be greater, at least stability can be guaranteed in the future.

And there's also the Crown Betting King...

This guy was no pushover either. After dealing with Cola and the other scoundrels, Bei Mi was still considering whether to take care of him as well.

However, after only a brief consideration, the idea was discarded. This was because Guanchaiba was extremely cunning.

This time, he only sent people over, while he himself remained in the Golden Triangle.

……

Meanwhile, in the Golden Triangle, inside an armed private villa, the Eight-Faced Buddha was drinking tea, watching the television in front of him with a blank expression.

Just then, his son, Shari, slowly walked into the hall and said softly, "Father, Bobby died a few hours ago."

"How did he die?" The Eight-Faced Buddha didn't even turn his head to answer, remaining as calm and collected as ever.

"They were killed by a warlord named Bei Mi. The Hung Hing triad from Hong Kong was also involved, but it seems they killed Bei Mi's men. I heard that the two sides are now preparing to negotiate..." Sha Li briefly explained the situation.

Eight-Faced Buddha's eyes twitched slightly. He then took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Bobby's dad used to fight alongside me. He died taking a bullet for me."

“I watched him grow up, and now he’s dead, Shari, what should I do?”

"Kill Bei Mi and avenge him!" Sha Li said directly, without hesitation.

The Eight-Faced Buddha has always been known for his insidious and vicious nature.

His son, Shali, was cruel, inhuman, and utterly devoid of humanity.

I enjoy playing with all sorts of animals.

Finally, he tortured and killed him.

So upon hearing what the Eight-Faced Buddha said, Shali immediately decided to kill him.

“Bobby is almost like my own son, and I really need to get revenge. Otherwise, do you really think I’m dead?” Eight-Faced Buddha chuckled, clearly approving of this action.

“Father, I’ll make preparations immediately and go to Thailand tonight.” Shali nodded, then turned and twisted his neck to leave.

The Eight-Faced Buddha took another sip of tea, and after a moment, said, "Myna, what do you think of this matter?"

"Didn't my brother say that?" A moment later, a stunningly beautiful woman, both exquisite and alluring, came down from the second floor, her voice soft.

"All your brother knows is fighting and killing. What else can he do?" The Eight-Faced Buddha took another sip of tea and smiled.

It seems that after the Eight-Faced Buddha passes away, he will hand over his private army to Shali.

In reality, the person with the most say here, besides the Eight-Faced Buddha himself, is Myna.

This woman is ruthless beyond measure.

They are not just ordinary smart people.

"In my opinion, we should naturally team up with whoever is Bei Mi's enemy to take him down," Myna said directly, stating her thoughts.

"If we can win, we'll fight; if we can't, we'll sell them out and come back to the Golden Triangle..."

"If there's no loss, just consider it a trip to Thailand."

"Yes, that's what I think too." The Eight-Faced Buddha nodded in satisfaction.

Then, after thinking for a moment, he added:

"In my estimation, they may or may not fight during these negotiations."

"The latter is better. You should go with your brother and be in charge of contacting the person in charge of Hung Hing in Thailand to see if we can get a cooperation."

"Remember, if you're going to do it, you must wipe out Bei Mi's entire family! Leave no future trouble."

"it is good."

In fact, the Eight-Faced Buddha knew very well that Bobby's death was a warning from Thailand.

The Eight-Faced Buddha controls the largest distribution channel for pink goods and has been developing recklessly in recent years, looking down on everyone, let alone the royal family.

That's why we are where we are now.

Who is the Eight-Faced Buddha? He is a drug lord and a warlord.

How could I possibly be manipulated by someone?
Since the Thai side wants to have fun, the Eight-Faced Buddha will naturally play along with them.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

……

At the appointed time, Bei Mi took a car and arrived at the entrance of the teahouse.

The surroundings were still deserted and quiet, looking no different from usual.

Bei Mi got out of the car, her eyes somewhat wary. After scanning the room and seeing that there was nothing wrong, she led a few bodyguards inside.

Neither side knew that the other had ambushed them.

But there are definitely speculations.

At least prevention is the right thing to do.

However, Bei Mi was not afraid of any problems that might arise here.

At least he's the local bigwig here.

Upon entering, I immediately saw Director Gells making tea at the central table, while opposite him sat a carefree young man in a black suit, who appeared to be in his early twenties.

“So it’s General Bei Mi.” Gales stood up with a smile.

“Gails, I’ve never heard of you liking to be someone’s dog before. Have you changed your ways?” Bei Mi sat directly opposite Nan Zheng, staring at him without turning her head.

Gails's face was gloomy, but he quickly recovered and smiled, "Mr. Nan is planning to invest here. I just got off work, so I came to take a look."

"What a coincidence that General Bei Mi will also come here... You usually only like to hang out with women and often say that you have eight kidneys."

"Whether you have eight kidneys or not is none of your concern. I'm just asking you, do you enjoy being someone's dog?" Bei Mi then turned her head, her eyes slightly narrowed.

Gails leaned back on the sofa, unfazed: "The general is only in his early thirties, and he's already deaf?"

"Fine, very well!" Bei Mi laughed in anger, her face gradually turning ferocious.

"I just hope you won't regret it."

Bei Mi originally intended to scare away Gails, but she didn't expect him to be so tough.

It seems Nan Zheng really gave quite a lot.

Otherwise, how could they have this attitude?

If Bei Mi knew that Nan Zheng had given five million Hong Kong dollars, she wouldn't have any doubts.

He wouldn't spend five million just to bribe a bureau chief.

Nan Zheng took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Director, didn't you say before that you didn't know Bei Mi?"

“I really don’t know him.” Gales refilled his teacup and smiled.
"I don't recognize him now either."

"So that's how it is, hahaha!"

What Gails meant by that was that he didn't take the other party seriously.

As expected, Bei Mi's expression darkened.

He's not stupid; how could he not understand the meaning behind it?

"Liangzheng, what exactly do you want?" Bei Mi stared at Nan Zheng and asked directly:

"You really want to fight me?"

"Guanchai Ba, Kele, Khun Sa, and my two hundred private soldiers... that adds up to five or six hundred guns. We could shoot you to death!"

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll leave now, pay up, and that’ll be the end of it,” Bei Mi continued.

"If they don't know what's good for them... then we can start the war tomorrow."

"General, are you trying to scare me?" Nan Zheng sneered. This was the first time he had ever seen someone reveal their hand so soon after sitting down.

This guy isn't very bright.

However, this was within Nan Zheng's expectations; he had long anticipated that these people would cause trouble.

"Whether I scare you or not, you know best. You also know who the local bully is." Bei Mi crossed her legs and lit a cigarette.
"We're all just here to make money, I know why you came to Thailand. But I'm here to make money too! You flipped my table, do you think I should hit you?"

"Of course, of course." Nan Zheng leaned back, spread her hands, and smiled.

"Since that's the case, then let's fight. I have so many enemies, one or two more won't make a difference."

"Also, we don't need to wait until tomorrow, we can start now."

Upon hearing this, Bei Mi's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect Liang Zheng to actually agree to fight. Where did this bastard get the courage?
(End of this chapter)