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

Chapter 273 "262" If you can't do Black Tiger Heart-Piercing, what are you doing in the Black Tiger Gang?
“Mr. Nan, please believe us, we definitely didn’t do this.” Myna sat opposite Nan Zheng, her tone somewhat anxious.

"If it really was an assassination attempt, then you absolutely couldn't still be here..."

"I can't possibly be here."

"The other party must have known something, which is why they chose to make their move at a Michelin-starred restaurant—to frame us!"

"I haven't said anything yet, Miss Myna, why are you in such a hurry to explain?" Nan Zheng asked casually while eating her steak.

Tian Yangsheng and his group were also eating at several tables across the street.

While eating, Li Xinxin kept glancing over, seemingly very interested in Nan Zheng's movements.

Of course, after such a commotion, only a few of them remained in the restaurant.

Now you can speak freely.

“Because I was the one who called and told you my address here… Logically speaking, then it must have been me who sent people to do it.” Myna wasn’t stupid and directly stated the reason.

He then added, "Mr. Nan, please give us some time, and I promise to give you an answer."

"Answer? What the hell do I need answers for living this kind of life?"

"Whoever I think is whoever it is, that's who it is!" Nan Zheng said sarcastically, then put down her chopsticks.

The steak had been completely eaten.

"I know you didn't do it, but you'd better behave yourselves." Nan Zheng pointed at Myna and Shali:
"If I find out that you were also involved in this... then things won't be as peaceful as they are now."

“Mr. Nan, this was my oversight. I’m sorry.” Myna finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Nan Zheng was smart enough to realize that this was most likely a setup.

Otherwise, in my anger just now, I would have drawn my gun and killed the Eight-Faced Buddha's men as well.

Then you'll really fall for it.

It's not surprising that Myna thought that way, after all, she was the one who gave Nan Zheng the address, and then the assassin precisely targeted Nan Zheng at the restaurant entrance...

If Mina didn't do this, how could it be such a coincidence?

However, Nan Zheng has never believed in coincidences.

Therefore, after taking care of those assassins, they immediately suspected that it was someone else.

They had no doubts about the Eight-Faced Buddha and his group at all.

Just then, Gails strode in with several officers.

The streets have been cordoned off, with many police officers standing guard on the perimeter and many passersby watching.

Forensic experts are examining the crime scene.

“Mr. Nan,” Gails greeted him, then went straight to the point:

"We've found out some details; these people all came from the Golden Triangle."

"How did you know?" Nan Zheng asked with great interest.

Golden Triangle, Golden Triangle... it's that damn Golden Triangle again.

It seems I really have no choice but to go.

“It’s simple, ballistics,” Gails said calmly.
"The Golden Triangle now has its own factories manufacturing a range of firearms. Of course, the scale is currently very small, and they only produce small batches of handguns, mainly because they lack raw materials..."

"But it can still be clear through ballistic trajectory analysis."

“They had some Russian stuff that they modified a little to make their own, and then they used it,” Gails briefly explained the situation.

The Golden Triangle is full of warlords and drug lords, so it's inevitable that firearms will have some marks on them. Otherwise, if something happens, who will know whose people they are?
Of course, this is also a symbol.

For example, after killing an enemy, you can find out who killed them by examining the bullet casing.

Then, they indirectly promote the other party's strength.

After all, there are no laws there; might makes right.

"Thank you for your hard work, Director. If you have time, I'd like to treat you to dinner." Nan Zheng leaned back in her chair and lit a cigarette.

“No need,” Gails said with a grin.

"It is my honor to serve Mr. Nan! I hope that Mr. Nan will visit Thailand more often in the future."

"As long as I, Giles, am in this position, I will do my best to meet Mr. Nan's needs."

Gails didn't spout any nonsense about being able to guarantee his personal safety.

He himself might not even be able to save his own life.

Southeast Asia is far from chaotic.

……

"I'll be going to the Golden Triangle tomorrow. Whether we go together or separately is up to you."

After Gails left, Nan Zheng gave a few instructions and then left with her people.

He now had a pretty good idea of ​​who was trying to assassinate him.

Of course, being roughly certain is being certain, and being certain means being absolutely certain, and being absolutely certain means being the murderer.

Khun Sa, that bastard, sent a few mercenaries to cause trouble before. Nan Zheng thought that would be the end of it, but she didn't expect that he had more dirty tricks than Bei Mi and Guan Cai Ba combined.

Insidious and ruthless, yet cowardly and fearful.

This kind of person thinks he can dominate the Hong Kong noodle scene? He's dreaming!

Once they catch someone, Nan Zheng will make sure to feed him three meals of excrement and three meals of powder.

They'll stuff him until he dies!

Several MPVs soon drove off in a swagger, and Sha Li then said unhappily, "Why did we cooperate with Liang Zheng when she's so arrogant?"

"If we take action, can't we also take down Guanchai Ba?"

“I only cooperated with him because he’s awesome!” Myna said casually.

"As you just saw, seven or eight people died, almost all of them were gunmen... However, faced with an encirclement and assassination attempt, Nan Zheng's bodyguards didn't even have time to react before he had already taken down three of them."

"Brother, let me ask you this: if it were you, could you do it?"

Shali fell silent.

Although Myna was in the restaurant, she deliberately waited in a private room by the window so that she could see when Nan Zheng would arrive.

Therefore, I witnessed the entire scene of the battle.

Mina isn't stupid. Why wouldn't she cooperate with someone of this caliber? That would be a complete waste.

Both sides originally harbored a grudge against the same person.

"What we need to do now is find out exactly who is trying to frame us!" Myna said through gritted teeth.

"The other party's assassination attempt on Liang Zheng at the restaurant entrance was clearly a frame-up, and how they knew our whereabouts... Either there's a mole among our people, or we were being followed from the beginning! That's why they came here and knew where we were."

"But whatever the reason, you must find out the truth! Because just now, not only was Mr. Nan about to die, we almost died too!"

Shali nodded immediately.

Myna knew very well that Nan Zheng really wanted to kill them.

She would never forget the look in Nan Zheng's eyes.

"Brother, did you send these assassins?" Myna suddenly asked, a crazy idea popping into her head.

“I’ve had the idea,” Shari said frankly, not hiding anything from Myna.

"But then you said you were going to see Liang Zheng, so I drove you there, didn't I? I left all my people at the hotel, and they didn't come over."

"The people around the restaurant now are all bodyguards you brought yourself."

"As long as it wasn't you who did it." Myna suspected that there might be a mole among her own people.

I made a decision right then and there.

“My bodyguards are all orphans raised by my father, and their loyalty is reliable.”

"On the contrary, brother, your people..."

“They are all your bad friends, and you can’t necessarily trust them.”

"We'll just find some excuse to kill them all later."

“Okay.” Shali didn’t hesitate at all. They were just a bunch of scum anyway, so it didn’t matter whether they died or not. His own life was the most important thing.

And this is what drug lords really do.

The whole "checking for undercover agents" thing is pure nonsense.

Do you really think there are laws in the Golden Triangle?

Anyone who harbors suspicion, no matter who it is, will be the entire group of people killed.

Only if they all die can I be safe.

……

Back at the star-rated hotel, Nan Zheng grew increasingly angry. As soon as she got out of the car, she walked out onto the street. Looking around, she saw several thugs sitting on the railing by the street, smoking.

He rushed over and kicked the man to the ground, yelling, "Who the hell gave you permission to smoke here?"

"What are you doing?" someone shouted from the side, then was slapped so hard that his head fell to the ground.

"What are you doing? Are you blind? I'll beat you up!" Nan Zheng cursed, then kicked him again, knocking out three or four of his teeth.

He immediately covered his bleeding mouth and cried out in pain.

The remaining two men, seeing that the other had started fighting at the drop of a hat, had no intention of seeking revenge or saving face; instead, they ran away as fast as they could.

That's what brotherhood in the martial arts world is all about.

Brotherhood is in our hearts, loyalty is just something to talk about!

"Leave? Did you ask me?" Nan Zheng quickly rushed forward and slapped one of them to the ground. Another person, enraged, turned around and threw a punch.

"Oh ho, you dare to fight back?" Nan Zheng dodged a punch to the side and immediately laughed.

A sudden kick landed squarely on the abdomen, sending the man sprawling to his knees in spasms.

I almost threw up stomach acid.

However, before the other party could even let out a scream, Nan Zheng struck with both hands, slapping him three or four times, leaving him sprawled on the ground, teeth twitching.

He then grabbed her by the collar and slammed her into the nearby trash can.

"boom!"

A three-pointer, perfectly made.

After loosening her muscles and twisting her neck, Nan Zheng felt much better immediately.

Confucius was right; reading the Analects can truly make one feel relaxed and comfortable.

This was the first time he had ever been so supportive of Confucian culture.

Turning his head, he saw the man who had just been slapped trying to get up, so he stepped on his head again and said, "Did I fucking say you could get up?"

"Big brother, what did we do to offend you? Please let us go!" the blond-haired man pleaded.

"Which gang are you from?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette unhurriedly, not only not letting the person go, but also becoming more interested.

"I...we are from the Black Tiger Gang..."

"Black Tiger Gang? What if Black Tiger rips out your heart?" Nan Zheng asked with a forced smile.

"What 'Black Tiger Steals Heart'?" The blond-haired man felt extremely aggrieved.

I had just taken a puff of my cigarette on the railing when I got beaten up.

Who wouldn’t feel aggrieved?

The key is that this mentally ill person is actually quite capable of fighting; they didn't even have the strength to fight back...

"You can't even do the Black Tiger Heart-Piercing Technique? Then what the hell are you doing in a gang?" Nan Zheng kicked hard, and Huang Mao immediately started screaming in pain, begging for mercy.

"Children should be studying properly, why are they going astray and hanging out with triads here?"

Didn't your parents teach you how to be a decent human being?

"They...they were hacked to death a few years ago..." The more Huang Mao thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he burst into tears.

Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways and sneered, "I was wondering why you're not learning anything good at such a young age."

"It turns out that one's nature is hard to change."

"Alright, get lost." Nan Zheng then slowly let go of his foot.

The blond-haired man immediately stopped crying, scrambled away for more than ten meters, then turned back and cursed.

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng was even angrier.

He said that none of these blond-haired thugs were good people!

The blond-haired guy ran away, but he got his fill of talking.

But his two remaining brothers couldn't escape.

After being given another good beating and thrown into the trash can, Nan Zheng finally clapped her hands.

Go ahead and go.

"Feeling much better?" Tian Yangsheng said with a smile as he saw Nan Zheng walking over, looking refreshed and with a cigarette in her mouth.

"Of course! Don't you feel uncomfortable exercising? You'll be healthier."

They treat gangster movies like basketball and call it a way to improve their health.

This linguistic artistry is truly unparalleled.

Li Xinxin poked her head out of the car and asked cautiously, "Mr. Nan, is this how you used to exercise?"

“Of course, it not only helps you exercise, but also helps you rid the world of harm and violence, reducing the number of potentially dangerous individuals in the world… Why not do it?” Nan Zheng said bluntly.

Li Xinxin was stunned.

No, boss, is that how it can be explained?

But thinking about it carefully, if even the teachers can't teach those children well, then having people like Nan Zheng "teach" them might actually be a good idea.

After all, people tend to remember the pain but not the pleasure.

Therefore, Nan Zheng's statement doesn't seem to be wrong...

Thinking of this, Li Xinxin suddenly came to her senses.

its not right!
As a teacher, how could I possibly agree with Nan Zheng's ideas for no reason?
too weird.

……

That evening, after returning to the presidential suite, Nan Zheng called Li Xinxin over.

"I've almost finished resolving things here in Thailand."

"Mr. Nan, do you want me to go back?" Li Xinxin asked tentatively.

"What, you still want to stay with me?" Nan Zheng asked with interest.

"It's not impossible," Li Xinxin said after a slight hesitation.

After these past few days, she discovered that the world has such an unusual side.

This broadened Li Xinxin's horizons.

The door to a new world is also constantly being explored.

She was also curious about what Nan Zheng would do next.

Instead, they completely forgot about the translation work.

"I can stay without pay," Li Xinxin suddenly added, afraid that Nan Zheng would think she was staying because she wanted money.

She really wanted to see what Nan Zheng would do next in the Golden Triangle.

"I've never seen anyone translate without pay before," Nan Zheng said with a playful expression.

"What, you've taken a fancy to me and are thinking of secretly drugging me and doing something indecent to me?"

"No, how could you have such a thought?" Li Xinxin blushed, but that seemed to be the gist of her words.

“Okay, since you want to stay, then stay.” Nan Zheng thought for a moment and then said.

"But let me tell you, the Golden Triangle is far more chaotic than here. I'm not even sure I can protect myself, let alone you."

"Don't worry, I'll just stay around you and won't bother you or be a burden." Li Xinxin nodded and agreed.

"Okay! Before, I was the one who asked you to come, so I paid you a salary... Now it's your turn to come voluntarily."

"Since you're here with me, do you want to give me anything?"

"For example, taking a shower together, sleeping together, playing games together..."

Nan Zheng was only halfway through her sentence when Li Xinxin was startled, and her face turned even redder.

It looks like a red egg.

Nan Zheng burst into laughter.

"Just kidding! Surprised? Unexpected?"

"The truth is always said in jest," Li Xinxin muttered.

“Since we still have time, there should still be cinemas in Thailand. I’ll take you to see a movie, and you can sleep on the plane tomorrow,” Nan Zheng said. Li Xinxin was about to agree.

Then, another sentence was added:
"Those kinds of Category III movies."

"Go to hell!" Li Xinxin couldn't help but spit out.

This time, her reaction was much more accustomed to it.

(End of this chapter)