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

Chapter 272 "261" What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome boss before?
“Mr. Nan, I never expected you to be this kind of person. You are quite different from what I imagined.” The doctor’s face darkened.

Even the best-tempered person would eventually lose patience after being provoked repeatedly.

Not to mention she's a woman.

Your husband just died, and you haven't even started to take care of the family business yet, and you're already acting like a pathetic wretch...

Are there any people like you?
"A true hero's nature! This is what I call a true hero's nature! How can a man be a hero if he's not a womanizer?" Nan Zheng took a puff of her cigarette, her expression unchanged.

The PhD students were all dumbfounded.

No, this idiom can be said like this?

"Alright, enough nonsense. I came here today to see what you want from me... If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going to beat you up."

As Nan Zheng spoke, she adjusted her belt, startling the professor.

He immediately said, "I have something to ask of you, Mr. Nan! I have something to ask of you."

"What is it?" Nan Zheng asked, glancing sideways.

He knew from the start that this dead man wanted to flirt with him and use seduction.

Of course, the PhD student would both reject and welcome the offer.

It looks like it's for you to do, but it always seems to break down halfway through...

To put it bluntly, the doctor herself couldn't possibly support the current arms dealer industry chain on her own, since this business was originally run by her husband, not her.

If things really stabilize, that would be an amazing and incredible achievement.

But how long has her husband been dead? How could a PhD really stay calm?

If she could really keep things under control, she wouldn't have called Nan Zheng over to pull this stunt today...

Nan Zheng understood the doctor's logic, but not her main purpose.

We'll find out soon.

"Here's the thing, I have an arms debt in the Golden Triangle that I haven't been able to collect, and I don't have time to go there myself, so I'd like to ask Mr. Nan to help me go and check on the situation... Of course, I'm not letting Mr. Nan waste his time for nothing. As long as you're willing to help me with this small favor, I'm willing to split the profits fifty-fifty." The doctor briefly explained the situation.

really.

He said that if this woman was playing the "alone man and woman" game, she must be planning to do something herself.

It's either in bed or in business.

Now I understand.

"Who is the other party?" Nan Zheng asked after a moment's thought.

He thought to himself, what a coincidence, he had just been thinking about whether or not to go to the Golden Triangle.

I never expected it to be the Golden Triangle again.

It seems that in Thailand and Southeast Asia, any local power has some connection with the Golden Triangle.

Of course, in this day and age, many things are inevitable.

A place that is truly large enough, with huge profits, and is also a place where many powerful forces are vying for power.

It's no wonder that so many movies in later generations depict that place.

It seems there are indeed many major events.

The simplest example is Operation Mekong.

“An eight-faced Buddha!” the doctor said directly.

"Before my husband passed away, he had traded a batch of weapons with the other party. The two sides were old friends and had often cooperated in the past, usually settling accounts at the end of the year... But then something unexpected happened, and my husband passed away before the end of the year."

This batch of weapons is worth five hundred million US dollars.

I only found out about this after the seventh day since the death of the deceased...

Once the Eight-Faced Buddha learned of my husband's death, they had no intention of repaying me.

So much time has passed, and I've called countless times, but they never answer.

“Mr. Nan, you should know my current situation. Thailand is chaotic enough, and my power is not yet stable. My former friends all have ulterior motives... If I could go myself, I wouldn’t have repeatedly asked Han Bin to call and invite you to come over as a guest.”

The doctor spoke at length and finally revealed his purpose.

From Nan Zheng's understanding, the matter is simple.

That means the Eight-Faced Buddha is defaulting on his debts; since the woman's husband has died, he simply won't pay her back.

Finally, they couldn't even get through on the phone.

That's what it means to have brothers in your heart!

According to Nan Zheng's guess, Ba Mian Fo must have been very close to her husband, who had a doctorate. Otherwise, given the selfish and self-serving nature of an arms dealer, how could she have allowed the other party to unilaterally delay payment until the end of the year?

Even close brothers keep clear accounts.

"Tsk tsk, what a coincidence." Nan Zheng took a puff of her cigarette with a playful expression, and then said:
“Before I came, I also met Myna and Salit, who are the son and daughter of the Eight-Faced Buddha.”

"It seems that the Eight-Faced Buddha really has no intention of returning your money, nor does he take you seriously."

"Otherwise, his daughter and son wouldn't be able to come and go freely here."

This also indirectly proves that the doctor's situation is more serious than she herself said.

He owed $500 million without hesitation.

Especially since the descendants of those who owe debts are still running rampant under your nose, acting with complete impunity.

What is this called?
They can replace the PhD at any time!

Perhaps the Eight-Faced Buddha doesn't want to repay the money, and might even want to find someone to steal the PhD's connections.

"Is that so?" the doctor exclaimed in surprise, then gritted his teeth in anger.
"That bastard Eight-Faced Buddha really is going back on his word!"

"It's as if he became your husband and then showed you his black and white photos in front of you..." Nan Zheng said disdainfully.

"If you're bad at cooking, just practice more. Whose fault is it if you're incompetent? Why don't you say that Jesus didn't take you with him when he met God?"

PhD:………

"Alright, I won't waste any more words." Nan Zheng lazily leaned back on the sofa.

Then pull out the belt:

"Five hundred million US dollars, I agree. But what can you give me first?"

"I can't just go there for nothing, can I?"

"That's why I invited Mr. Nan here today." The doctor forced a smile.

"I have a good relationship with Han Bin, you..."

"Stop with the 'Han Bingbing' nonsense. I know exactly what kind of person you are, which is why you rushed back to Hong Kong Island without even coming here," Nan Zheng sneered.

"At first, I wondered why this bastard would come back to Hong Kong, that something serious had happened... It turns out there were favors involved that made it hard to refuse, but he also couldn't avoid it."

"Because even he himself can't guarantee he can do it! What makes you think you have a good relationship with him?"

The doctor looked embarrassed.

It must be said that Nan Zheng's judgment of people and events is very accurate, and her guesses are almost never wrong.

Especially since the doctor invited her, but Nan Zheng came on her own...

This also illustrates a point.

His former friends are now enemies; if he goes out, he might get killed!
What gives an arms dealer the confidence to not even dare to leave his house?
What capital could they possibly have?
"You can't offer me anything, so you want to use Han Bin's connections to get closer to me? Have you forgotten that Han Bin is just my henchman?" Nan Zheng said jokingly.

Then he pointed downwards:

"Of course, I'm waiting, but I can also give you a chance. I'm really angry right now! What do you think I should do?"

The Doctor was silent.

"What, you want to play games of flirtation but don't want to actually do anything? You've already taken all the benefits, how am I supposed to trust you?"

Seeing Nan Zheng's mocking expression, the doctor was speechless and blushed.

……

"It's been over two hours. What are they talking about inside that takes so long?" Li Xinxin glanced at her watch in the living room and couldn't help but ask.

Tian Yangsheng, smoking on the opposite sofa, said, "Who knows? We can't possibly know anything about the boss's affairs."

"Could something have happened?"

"What could possibly happen to a woman? It's good enough that nothing bad has happened to her," Tian Yangsheng thought to himself, based on his understanding of his boss.

I guess they've already eaten by now.

"Probably not. This is a shooting range; even the slightest noise would attract a lot of people," Tian Yangsheng explained.

“Doesn’t the boss not speak Thai? Why don’t you need me this time?” Li Xinxin asked again.

Just then, Xiaolong came in from the side: "My sister is from Hong Kong, and so am I."

"She just grew up in Thailand, that's all." "I see." Li Xinxin suddenly realized.

She said that the doctor was fair-skinned and beautiful, how could he possibly be Thai?
They turned out to be immigrants.

Just then, the office door opened, and Nan Zheng walked out looking refreshed.

"boss!"

"Boss!" Everyone stood up and greeted him.

"Alright, it's all settled." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and said calmly.

"After that, we'll go to the Golden Triangle, and then we'll discuss the specific plans."

“Okay.” Tian Yangsheng nodded. He knew exactly what Nan Zheng wanted to do over there.

Upon hearing this, Xiaolong understood that his sister had won over Nanzheng and gotten him to join her group.

He admired the doctor's silver tongue.

I don't know how they did it.

After all, Bei Mi had just been taken down, and the incident had caused such a big stir. Liang Zheng was no pushover, and Xiao Long was well aware of that.

A moment later, the doctor also came out, swaying slightly in his cheongsam. His hair was a little messy, but he still had a smile on his face.

If someone as observant as Nan Zheng were to notice, they would definitely be able to see that she was moving her legs a little awkwardly.

However, since they were all burly old men, it was impossible to tell anything from them.

Li Xinxin's eyes looked rather strange.

"We just reached an agreement in the office. From now on, Mr. Nan will be our range's business partner, and his people can come and go freely here," the doctor explained briefly.

This can also be seen as a declaration from Xiaolong and other trusted confidants.

Sure enough, many people around turned around and looked at Nan Zheng.

Some looked like customers, some looked like waiters...

These are all PhDs.

"Alright, let's go." Nan Zheng smiled and glanced at the low-cut neckline before saying:
"I will do as we discussed in the office regarding the specific details."

"Thank you." The doctor's face flushed slightly.

My legs are still a little weak.

That bastard really shows no mercy!

The others didn't sense anything wrong either. After chatting for a few more minutes, Nan Zheng led her people away.

After getting in the car, he said, "I'll contact Myna later and tell her we'll go to the Eight-Faced Buddha and resolve the matter of Guanchaiba."

"I don't know how to contact you," Tian Yangsheng said after thinking for a moment.

I'll tell you in a bit.

"it is good."

Nan Zheng had already thought it through.

First, we need to cooperate with Myna and then go to the Golden Triangle to deal with Guanchaiba.

The rest are minor matters.

Guan Caiba, that bastard, hired over two hundred gunmen to do his dirty work.

If it weren't for Myna informing him, Nan Zheng wouldn't have known this at all.

But now I know.

It's time to settle accounts with this loser.

Coincidentally, that bastard also has several hundred million US dollars in his bank account.

Let's make a quick buck first.

……

Tian Yangsheng made a phone call to confirm the location, and arrived at a Michelin-starred restaurant half an hour later.

After parking the car, land on the ground.

The area was bustling with people, making it seem like a lively marketplace.

As soon as Nan Zheng got out of the car, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. She looked up abruptly and saw a long-sleeved man walking towards her with his head down. At the same time, the knife in his sleeve and his arm were already raised rapidly.

boom!
Nan Zheng kicked out and sent the person crashing into the back door of the car opposite.

There was an explosion.

Tian Yangsheng quickly drew his gun and fired at him.

However, a sudden sharp pain shot through her back, and without thinking, Nan Zheng turned around and threw a punch.

One of them immediately collapsed.

A cold glint flashed past, and Nan Zheng ducked back just in time to dodge it, her hair standing on end.

Then suddenly a gun appeared in his hand, and he raised his hand and knocked another person down.

In less than ten seconds, three waves of assassinations occurred.

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng cursed and fired a barrage of shots at the two men.

The crackling gunfire and the spray of blood caused many people nearby to scatter in terror.

The crowd dispersed like a tide.

There were a few more nearby, and Nan Zheng didn't care whether they were passersby or assassins.

Anything that doesn't run away is just a peanut.

"Damn it! You fucking came here and you're already messing with me? Fuck your mother!" Nan Zheng cursed as she fired the gun.

Without wasting a word, Tian Yangsheng pushed Li Xinxin into a corner, and as Nan Zheng knocked one over, he followed suit.

They do not distinguish between friend and foe.

Li Xinxin huddled in the corner and screamed, making everyone's face turn pale.

This was the first time she had experienced something like this.

In just a few moments, seven or eight people collapsed on the street.

The entire bustling street was cleared out in an instant.

Even the street vendors all ran away.

Nan Zheng found several corpses of passersby and kicked them, immediately noticing that they had pistols at their waists.

"Damn it, it really was his mother in disguise! It was premeditated." Nan Zheng cursed and fired several more shots.

If he hadn't been cautious, he probably would have stopped after killing those three.

If those "passersby" pull out their guns and start fighting, even a sense of danger might not be enough to save them.

There are gunmen all around us!
At that moment, three or four gunmen came out of the Michelin-starred restaurant to investigate, and then a man and a woman appeared.

When Sha Li saw Nan Zheng wreaking havoc in broad daylight, he immediately felt a chill.

That bastard is even crazier than me!
"Mr. Nan, what's going on?" Myna was also taken aback.

"How the hell would I know what happened? I just got off the bus, hadn't even had a bite to eat... and I almost got shot in the back." Nan Zheng said irritably, her eyes still flashing with a fierce light.

At first, he suspected that Mina knew he had gone to the doctor's place and then wanted to kill him.

But now Mina is still here...

The Eight-Faced Buddha now needs his help, and even if he knows that he is cooperating with the Doctor, he is even less likely to kill him now.

That clearly means they are not from the Eight-Faced Buddha faction.

"Damn it! If I find out which bastard did this, I promise I'll skin him alive and use his skin as a carpet!" Nan Zheng walked into Michelin with an extremely ferocious expression.

He yelled at the flustered waiter inside:

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome boss before?"

"I'm fucking hungry! Hurry up and go make some food."

I just vented my anger, but now I'm inexplicably getting irritable again.

Anyone would be furious if they were suddenly attacked by several waves of assassins.

As soon as she sat down, Nan Zheng calmed down and inexplicably thought of someone.

He was also a major drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

—Khun Sa!
(End of this chapter)