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

Chapter 270 "259" Mr. Nan is truly a good citizen, a great philanthropist, and the reincarnation of Jesus!

In a cramped and damp basement, Nan Zheng met a disabled man.

At this moment, he looked haggard, coughed frequently, and occasionally spat out blood.

It's obvious that he won't live much longer.

"Tsk tsk, so miserable? Didn't my men feed you enough?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette to dispel the musty smell around her.

Then, with a playful smile, he added, "I have good news for you: Bei Mi has failed miserably."

"I did it! How about that, are you surprised? And, this guy is dead, which means... your whole army is wiped out, they've all gone to meet the King of Hell."

"Jiang Tianyang, don't you think today is a particularly happy day? Hmm?" Nan Zheng looked at Jiang Tianyang with a big smile.

This loser tried to fight himself time and time again, but his plans always failed halfway through.

That's considered really bad luck.

Of course, Nan Zheng also admired Jiang Tianyang. His indomitable spirit was something that others might not be as tenacious as.

Among all of Nan Zheng's enemies, Dan San is probably the only one.

"Liang Zheng, now you've won everything you should have won, isn't it time to kill me?" Jiang Tianyang raised his head, his eyes sharp and ferocious, but a glimmer of hope remained.

It was as if Nan Zheng was lying.

"Of course, today is the day I'm sending you to your death! Otherwise, what are you doing here? Let's see how your broken leg is oozing pus and infested with worms!" Nan Zheng took a few steps back in disgust, her disdain undisguised.

Jiang Tianyang laughed.

"Afraid of the smell? Turns out there really is something even the infamous gangster king is afraid of!"

"What, you want to humiliate me with this? Don't you underestimate my shrewdness? I have a very broad mind!" Nan Zheng sneered, then threw over a cigarette and a lighter.

"enjoy it."

"I'll take you to meet your brothers later... If we don't bury it soon, it'll probably be rotting and bloated by now, and become a super-sized thing."

"I hope they can rest in peace." After a moment of silence, Jiang Tianyang picked up a lighter and a cigarette.

There was a time when he thought he would win, and he also thought he would lose.

But Jiang Tianyang never imagined that he would be in such a sorry state.

He treated her like a dog.

You can't live, you can't die.

No wonder that bastard Liang Zheng has never had any rivals, even though he came all the way from Hong Kong Island to Thailand to wipe him out.

Who can outmaneuver such a ruthless person?
Jiang Tianyang smoked half a cigarette, his mind racing with a whirlwind of thoughts.

Seeing that things had gone well enough, Nan Zheng waved her hand, signaling someone to open the door and drag the person out.

I'm in a very good mood.

I didn't lose out on my trip to Thailand; on the contrary, I made a fortune.

Where can you find such a good thing?

When he saw the light of day again, Jiang Tianyang raised his hand to shield his eyes from the dazzling sun, looking as if he was not used to it. Then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

Cola, Che Baoshan, Mark... a group of brothers who fought side by side back then, now each one of them has died a more tragic death than the last.

Some of them have really become extra-large.

At this moment, Jiang Tianyang lost all his previous stubbornness and knelt on the ground, wailing loudly.

"Tsk tsk, what a touching brotherhood!" Nan Zheng couldn't help but clap her hands in delight.

"Since Brother Tianyang is so sentimental, let's send him along."

"Make your move." Tian Yangsheng waved his hand, and several people immediately dragged the heartbroken Jiang Tianyang into the large pit that had been dug earlier.

The burial began.

Originally, Nan Zheng wanted to use Jiang Tianyang to draw the general's car and take a wave of Bei Mi.

I never expected that this loser would be so easily defeated.

This is much more convenient now.

However, Nan Zheng was kind-hearted and specially chose an auspicious day to bury Jiang Tianyang and his brothers and sisters together.

You probably can't find such an incredibly philanthropic person anywhere else in the world, right?
It's a pleasure to help others.

Soon, several vehicles arrived outside the warehouse and landed not far away.

Dafan got off the bus first with a box, followed by more than a dozen other people.

"Wow, such a big scene, are they planning to double-cross each other?" Nan Zheng jumped up and down in front of the hill, then looked at Da Fan with wide eyes.

“Mr. Nan, you don’t need to look at me like that. Tens of millions of US dollars is not a big deal for either the royal family or the legitimate world.” Da Fan said as he stepped forward.

"Last night, after I brought Bei Mi back, Bei Mi's faction went wild and said they were going to cause trouble... In the end, I had no choice but to shoot Bei Mi, which made the other side even more dissatisfied."

"That's why I'm bringing extra bodyguards now, just in case someone shoots me from behind."

"Under utter helplessness? What a damn 'under utter helplessness'! Da Fan, I like your way of speaking." Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

That's obviously pure nonsense.

It's highly likely that Da Fan gathered the people above and killed Bei Mi in front of them, which would both boost his own achievements and establish his prestige, thus offending the people of Bei Mi's faction.

Otherwise, how could they bring so many bodyguards?

At least Da Fan was still the head of a gang.

"Alright, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Did you bring the money?" Nan Zheng got straight to the point.

"Don't worry." Da Fan nodded, then opened the white silver box.

Inside was a check.

“Swiss Bank, take a look for yourself.” Da Fan threw the check over directly.

Nan Zheng took it with one hand, glanced at it, and knew there was no problem.

After all, if someone were to tamper with this thing, how much of a life would Dafan have to live?
At least he had just become Bei Mi and established his authority.

They wouldn't stoop to doing anything shady here.

Otherwise, even if he were to truly swallow up this land, Nan Zheng could easily overthrow him again.

“Alright, starting today, all the businesses and properties except for the two streets inside and outside the teahouse are yours.” Nan Zheng nodded in satisfaction and then tossed the box to Tian Yangsheng.

I'm not afraid of losing it.

At worst, I'll take my anger out on Heaven for its nurturing grace.

Da Fan took the initiative to step forward and shake hands, but suddenly noticed that Nan Zheng was jumping around on the hill every now and then, so he asked with a puzzled look, "Mr. Nan, what are you doing?"

"Dancing on a grave? Never seen that before?" Nan Zheng jumped again, then, while twisting and turning in the style of the Axe Gang, laughed:
"Want to join in? It'll be so much fun!"

"I've only just buried a few."

Brahma: …

He suddenly realized that Nan Zheng was definitely not a good person.

If we take Nan Zheng's words as they are, then the other party's death was truly tragic.

However, Dafan didn't care whether Nanzheng was a good person or not; in any case, he had achieved his goal.

Nan Zheng indeed wouldn't focus her efforts on Thailand, and he was aware of that.

Dafan was relatively satisfied.

For him, the remaining task is to figure out how to bring Bangkok back to its former glory.

……

Before long, Dafan left with his men.

Tian Yangsheng couldn't help but say from the side, "Boss, you have so many industries and businesses, big and small, in Bangkok. You can just give them up like that?"

"What the hell do you want! Don't forget, we're all outsiders. Bangkok is full of politicians and warlords. How can we ask for anything? We'd have to ask for it with our heads!" Nan Zheng scoffed.

There's a saying: if you can't beat them, join them.

But when you're on someone else's turf, there's a saying: if you can't beat them, you might as well take their pot.

The meat is rotten in the pot. Even if Nan Zheng is truly a one-woman show in Bangkok, how could the Thai side really let it go?
Unless it's for a warlord to use as gloves.

I have no interest in being a glove-wearing zither player, but I am interested in establishing a new royal family here.

However, we shouldn't rush things.

“I’ve already made up my mind. From now on, our base will not be in Bangkok, but in Pattaya,” Nan Zheng said calmly.

"Pattaya is a tourist area. If it becomes a key national project in a few decades, we can take root here and make much more money than if we stayed in Bangkok."

"I see." Tian Yangsheng suddenly realized that Nan Zheng had already come up with a plan.

In fact, Nan Zheng was well aware that Pattaya was the most lucrative place.

Even if he charged per person, he could earn ten times more than in Bangkok.

After all, the mainstream in Bangkok is loose goods.

He's not in that line of work.

"Later, Gells wants me to go to the police station. Once it's settled, call Han Bin and ask where that doctor is," Nan Zheng instructed Tian Yangsheng.

Han Bin had some urgent business to attend to, so he quickly dealt with the situation here and returned to Hong Kong.

So I have to let you know.

Tian Yangsheng readily agreed, saying, "No problem."

Shortly after Nan Zheng returned to the star-rated hotel, a woman with a devilish figure slowly walked into the tea room.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Nan here?" Myna asked, taking off her sunglasses.

……

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng arrived at the police station and met with Giles.

“Mr. Nan, you’ve become even more handsome overnight!” Gers immediately exclaimed.

"Wow, Director, are you trying to flatter me like this? Can't you be a little more subtle?" Nan Zheng said with a grin.

"There's nothing I can do. I'm a very serious person and I don't really understand flattery... I can only speak the truth, so I'm always annoying," Gails said with a regretful expression.

"No, no, no, I think you're really good at talking, I fucking love it! I think I'll donate another million to you." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and said with a big smile.

Gails was overjoyed.

In the past, they would work themselves to the bone to earn tens of thousands of Thai baht, but now they can easily earn millions of Hong Kong dollars. Who wouldn't be happy to flatter them?
He doesn't want Nan Zheng to return to China now.

Otherwise, who would they make money off?
“Mr. Nan, I should have known long ago that you are a good citizen, a great philanthropist, and the reincarnation of Jesus! Now that I see it, it really is true... My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and continuous, and even more so like the Yellow River flowing down from the heavens.”

Gails's barrage of flattery left the plainclothes officers in the police station speechless. Because the language was Cantonese.

Holy crap! How can a Thai person who has never been to Hong Kong speak Cantonese so fluently?

Nan Zheng laughed even louder.

"Director Gells, it seems everyone else is going abroad to study, but you're going to study in Guangdong!"

“Of course, of course. Although I’ve never been to China, I’m Chinese, and I love my country very much.” Gails was even happier as he looked at the million-dollar check that Tian Yangsheng handed him.

Damn, this is nouveau riche tactic.

He had to admire him.

If it weren't for the limited time, Giles would have really wanted to learn more about Nan Zheng's lifestyle.

He flatters people all the time.

This money is so damn easy to make!

Of course, this is also thanks to what Nan Zheng did last night.

He didn't even respect warlords; in fact, I heard they'd already been taken care of...

Although Gails had powerful backers, he didn't actually dare to kill Bei Mi.

But Nan Zheng did it.

He has the ability, the skills, and the money; why wouldn't he try to curry favor with him?

A moment later, Gers took out a medal and respectfully handed it to Nan Zheng: "This is a medal awarded by the Royal Family. As the owner of Hung Hing Limited, Mr. Nan has made various social contributions in Thailand, such as eliminating violence and harming the people. I hereby award this medal to you."

"Heaven nourishes life, and I've received the prize!" Nan Zheng was also in a great mood.

This is a royal medal.

Even in all of Thailand, that would be an extremely rare reward.

They might not even award ten in a year.

With this thing, it's like having an invincible shield for your business.

Neither the legitimate nor the criminal world would dare to cause trouble.

This is the effect money can have!

After the awards were presented, Gells called the reporters over for a presentation, and then spoke intermittently for more than half an hour before concluding the press conference.

Then, Nan Zheng was invited into the office.

The press conference was simply to announce to the Thai public that Hung Hing Limited does everything, with its main business being security services.

To put it bluntly, it means you can legally make money this way.

This includes, but is not limited to, mercenaries, assassinations, and similar activities...

These are all unspoken rules.

Recruiting soldiers and buying horses can be done openly and legitimately.

Those six or seven million spent are no ordinary amount.

"Director Giles, I'll be returning to port in a couple of days. I'll need your help with my business here then," Nan Zheng said as she sat down in the office.

"Why not stay a little longer?" Gailston felt a pang of regret.

After all, with such a big spender, it would be just as painful as if I couldn't get more out of him.

"Don't worry, with me here, your business and assets will definitely not have any major problems," Gales assured him again.

He then lit another cigarette and slowly began to speak:
"Now that it's just the two of us, I'm not afraid to say a few more words..."

"It's only right to do business here if you get paid. Otherwise, who would want to do business or open a business here in the future?"
Of course, there are also some who, relying on their status as warlords or local bullies, bully local businesses and private enterprises every day, which has prevented Thailand from developing for so many years.

It can be said that Thailand's failure to become one of the Four Asian Tigers was not fundamentally a matter of warlordism, but rather that the Thai government only knew how to exploit its citizens!

“But I won’t do that, because I know the importance of taking things slowly. What do you think, Mr. Nan?” Gells asked with a smile, taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Of course, Director, you’re a smart man!” Nan Zheng nodded and smiled.

"Otherwise, I would have killed you long ago, wouldn't I?"

Gails' expression froze for a moment, but he quickly smiled again.

Because he knew very well that after those words, the cooperation had begun.

Gails knew Nan Zheng's personality and various methods well, and what he said was not a lie.

"After that, I'll also expand my security company and various service areas in Pattaya to prepare for the tourism business... Director Giles, I wonder if your reach can extend that far?" Nan Zheng asked.

“I have no influence in Pattaya.” Gales thought for a moment, then added:

"However, a friend of mine, William, is a bureau chief over there. His position is similar to mine, but he's been demoted one level to deputy."

But it should be enough.

William will definitely agree if you're willing to spend more money.

He's far more greedy than I am.

“Wrong, this isn’t greed, this is working for money! Preparing for one’s own freedom!” Nan Zheng said, leaning back in her chair.

Gails paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"That's right, that's right!"

"Mr. Nan is absolutely right. We are all working for money, preparing for freedom!"

……

Half an hour later, after reaching an agreement, Nan Zheng and her group prepared to leave the police station.

The Pattaya matter is now in Abu's hands.

Nan Zheng hasn't decided what kind of business to start yet.

However, one should target the weakest among the weak; let's take control of a piece of land first.

Abu didn't waste any time and immediately went to find the weaker party to investigate the local situation.

The sooner we resolve this, the sooner we can go home.

He was even thinking of having twins with Xiaohe.

"Has Han Bin replied yet?" Nan Zheng asked after getting into the car.

Tian Yangsheng nodded: "I've already replied, and they gave me the address."

“A legal firing range is not far from here, only about ten minutes away.”

"Let's drive then." Nan Zheng hadn't expected to run into the doctor here.

I don't know if it's from a Hong Kong movie.

It seems like it's still W who's forgotten? I wonder if he's dead or not.

If not...

Nan Zheng wouldn't mind helping her.

However, just as the car started, a Rolls-Royce pulled up, and then the rear window slowly rolled down.

“Mr. Nan, I’ve finally found you.” Myna took off her sunglasses, revealing a charming smile.

Then he got out of the car.

Li Xinxin, who was sitting next to Nan Zheng, shuddered.

What an alluring aura!

It's not flirtatious, it's alluring, the ultimate allure.

Even women almost couldn't resist it.

"Who are you...?" Nan Zheng turned her head and looked her up and down. Long legs, a mini skirt, red-soled high heels, and an exquisitely beautiful face—her whole aura was instantly on full display.

Nan Zheng felt that it didn't matter who she was anymore.

“My name is Myna, and I’m from the Golden Triangle.” Myna smiled, then leaned her hands against the car window, folding them horizontally, and looked at Nan Zheng with a somewhat languid air.

"Mr. Nan, would you be interested in having a chat with me?"

“I do have sexual interest, but I definitely don’t have any interest in sex,” Nan Zheng said with interest.

"The daughter of the Eight-Faced Buddha? What does she want with me?"

"Mr. Nan actually knows me? That really surprises me."

“It’s hard not to recognize the children of a major drug lord! After all, you know this place better than I do.” Nan Zheng glanced at her low-cut neckline and nodded with satisfaction.

The quality is good.

I don't know if it's real or plastic.

“So Mr. Nan had already investigated my father… Then I won’t waste any more words.” Myna put her sunglasses back on, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She seemed to enjoy Nan Zheng's extremely aggressive gaze.

"My father has been fighting fiercely with Guanchai Ba lately. Are you interested in cooperating to take him down?"

"Guan Caiba? You came for him? Damn! He's just a nobody, why would I need to cooperate with him?" Nan Zheng scoffed, but her eyes never left her low-cut blouse.

"Egg scattered? Mr. Nan, the night you fought with Bei Mi, Guan Cai Ba brought more than two hundred gunmen, wanting to kill you... It's just that you were fast enough to scatter Bei Mi's men in one go, which is why Guan Cai Ba's gunmen missed their target."

“Otherwise, if we’re attacked from both sides, do you think you can handle it?” Myna laughed.

"More than two hundred gunmen? Interesting." Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, then chuckled.

He had no idea that Guan Caiba, that good-for-nothing, had secretly orchestrated such a large-scale operation behind the scenes.

If the other side really does coordinate with Bei Mi from the inside, then things will be really tough.

No wonder the Eight-Faced Buddha is looking for partners.

At first, Nan Zheng thought the other party was looking for a scapegoat, so she refused outright.

But now...

He did become somewhat interested.

"Get in the car, let's chat on the way." Nan Zheng opened the car door and unceremoniously pulled Myna in.

This immediately drew a gasp of surprise.

"Mr. Nan, did you misspoke just now? Were you saying you were in a hurry to get going?"

"No, it's X Road! Fuck your X."

(End of this chapter)