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

Chapter 282 "271" Something Happened
“Mr. Nan, I hope our cooperation will be very pleasant,” Myna said with a smile.

"Of course, you take people's money and do their bidding." Nan Zheng made a lecherous gesture in the air and said:
"Besides, I don't get along with them either, so there's no question of whether we'll cooperate or not. Anyway, we're definitely going to have a great time, a fucking great time!"

Nan Zheng naturally understood what Mina meant by those words.

The Golden Triangle's Crown Chai Ba.

He had also investigated during this time and found that Guanchaiba's headquarters was not far from the Eight-Faced Buddha. The two sides were neighbors, and they were also irreconcilable enemies.

Therefore, they will definitely go on a killing spree.

Everything Mina is doing now is naturally in preparation for the war to come.

After all, this is the Golden Triangle, a lawless place with no laws or order, only fists and tough guys. Whoever is toughest gets to call the shots, and whoever survives to the end gets to decide...

That definitely means having more allies and more options.

After all, Nan Zheng has branches in many parts of Southeast Asia, and its strength can be considered quite strong.

He's at least much stronger than Khun Sa.

However, their forces are relatively dispersed, making them suitable for broad coverage strikes rather than precision strikes.

That's it.

“However, Miss Mina…” Nan Zheng looked around before returning to continue:
"I'm curious, how are you going to deal with that bastard Guanchai Ba? There's no way you'll just crash into things like this with me on your side, is there?"

“Of course not,” Myna said directly.

"What we need is more manpower, not more scapegoats."

The most important reason is actually that Guanchai Ba has established a stronghold in the surrounding rainforest. If a fight breaks out and he can't win, Guanchai Ba will retreat into the deep mountains…

There were all sorts of venomous snake and rat nests there, as well as various hidden weapons and poisons. If our people weren't careful, they would fall into their trap.

Therefore, we need allies to encircle them and then wipe them out in one fell swoop!

"I see." Nan Zheng nodded.

He understood what those words meant. Simply put, Guan Caiba was a wanted criminal, wanted by more than a dozen countries, and had a major enemy in the Golden Triangle.

Therefore, he was destined not to sleep in the palace while riding in a dragon carriage like the Eight-Faced Buddha.

They can only linger in the deep mountains and forests.

These godforsaken places are poor, but they're safe enough.

If an outsider like Myna were to break in, she would be more likely to fall victim to a sneak attack.

Adding an ally to the list is tantamount to cutting off Guanchaiba's escape route.

To put it bluntly, Guanchai Ba has probably lost to Bambang Yukari more than once, but he just can't kill him.

It's like a mouse, running around everywhere.

"Alright, I'll think about this carefully later. There's no rush right now, we'll deal with it when the time comes," Nan Zheng said casually.

"After all, Miss Myna is currently in the process of annexing and expanding, so where would she find the time to fight Guanchaiba? Anyway, they are old enemies, so there's no rush."

“Mr. Nan, you are indeed a smart man.” Myna smiled.

"Don't worry, our cooperation will begin once I've digested all of this."

“I know very well that Guanchai Ba has amassed a considerable fortune over the years, at least a billion US dollars! As long as we take him down, what’s wrong with splitting it 50/50?”

"You'd better get rid of him first if you're so capable," Nan Zheng scoffed.

Deep down, I didn't believe it at all.

It's just a pie in the sky; anyone can draw a picture of that.

I even said that my D was half a head longer than the Golden Cudgel when I carried it.

However, now that they knew the general outline of the Eight-Faced Buddha's plan, Nan Zheng was also wondering whether she should take advantage of the fight between the two sides to eliminate both leaders.

Once they're dead, wouldn't all the money and girls be mine?

It must be said that Guan Cai Ba's downfall is not only something that time travelers envy.

Even the locals, like the Eight-Faced Buddha, are envious.

He's always talking about hundreds of millions of US dollars, and everyone who hears that thinks he's a sucker.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng perked up and, under the arrangement of Miana, got into the car and headed to the territory of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

He had long wanted to see just how powerful this famous Eight-Faced Buddha headquarters really was.

The villa in the storyline looks like it belongs to a local tyrant.

Nan Zheng felt that this villa should belong to her, so why should an old bastard occupy it?
However, it's fine to let the other party stay there for now.

Anyway, there's no rush.

Nearly half an hour later, Nan Zheng arrived in the northern part of the Golden Triangle. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw many luxurious nightclubs and various entertainment venues.

Even in broad daylight, it looks extremely decadent and extravagant.

There are even various casinos of different sizes across the street.

Everyone here is dressed in a suit and tie, and there are luxury cars everywhere.

It even gave Nan Zheng the illusion that she had returned to Hong Kong Island.

"Wow, this is actually the Golden Triangle?" Li Xinxin stared at the scene in disbelief.

"This place is completely different from Khun Sa's territory before. It's like heaven and earth."

“Khun Sa is just a pig trader; he can’t be compared to the Eight-Faced Buddha.” Tian Yangsheng smiled.

"The Eight-Faced Buddha has been entrenched here for over fifty years, and his influence is deeply entrenched. He even has extensive connections and resources in surrounding countries such as Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam, and Thailand."

He still controls half of the noodle market in Thailand. How can Khun Sa compare to him?

“That makes sense.” Li Xinxin nodded. Monopolizing a country’s industry market is already exaggerated enough.

Not to mention that the Eight-Faced Buddha is also the king of distribution channels in various Southeast Asian countries.

That's something we can't compare.

The areas under his jurisdiction were naturally relatively luxurious.

Of course, only two streets are truly bustling.

Looking around, all you can see are various villages, slums, cliffs, and mountains.

These two streets have been the foundation of the Eight-Faced Buddha for decades.

Nan Zheng glanced at the large river on her left. It seemed that Zha Zha Hui in the story had fallen into it there, and there were a bunch of crocodiles below.

The Eight-Faced Buddha kept a bunch of these things; it's obvious they were used to destroy evidence.

Why don't you try making one yourself?
Nan Zheng found it quite interesting.

After wandering around the area for a while, a dozen or so men in black approached. The bald man at the head bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Nan, Miss Myna's arrangements are complete. Please follow us."

Li Xinxin immediately translated.

"Lead the way," Nan Zheng said calmly, and then the bald man began to lead the way.

When the people here saw them, they all made way for them, bowing and scraping.

The bald man wasn't surprised at all.

It can be said that everything here, including the people, is the private property of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

Social status is divided into classes, and people are also divided into different classes. Naturally, the bald man is above these ordinary people.

Before long, Nan Zheng arrived at a villa surrounded by an iron wall with barbed wire.

It looks like it's designed to protect against zombies.

It looks pretty good, though not as big as Nan Zheng's villa. But the surrounding area is all made of wooden huts and iron sheds, so compared to that, it's quite luxurious.

"Mr. Nan, Miss said that as long as you come, you can have whatever you want here, including food and clothing." The bald man smiled and continued:
"If there's anything inappropriate or you have any questions, feel free to contact me. I'll be available 24/7 if I can resolve it."

"Twenty-four hours?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"That's right." The bald man nodded.

"I am Miss Mina's housekeeper, here to serve you."

Mr. Nan was Miss Maina's distinguished guest, and therefore essentially Miss Maina herself.

"Big Baldy, I didn't expect you to talk so arrogantly. Your flattery is just as good as anyone else's... You must have sold your ass a lot in the past, right?" Nan Zheng teased.

The bald man simply smiled and remained silent. Nan Zheng was also surprised; in such a chaotic place as the Golden Triangle, how could there be someone with such high emotional intelligence?
This defeat is probably not that simple.

If a fight really breaks out later, take him out first.

"Alright, there's nothing more to say. You can leave now." Nan Zheng waved her hand.

"Oh, and remember to bring everyone a steak, we're hungry."

"Ok, no problem."

After a short while, the bald man left, and the remaining men in black went up to the iron wall to stand guard.

The wall was very thick, about five or six meters high, and there were even quite a few armed men on watch posts...

If this weren't a Hong Kong variety show world, Nan Zheng would have really thought there were zombies here.

However, this also proves that even though this is the headquarters of the Eight-Faced Buddha, there are many of his enemies who could deliver a fatal blow to his family at any time.

After all, even disregarding the Eight-Faced Buddha's personal wealth, just these two streets alone are worth astronomical sums.

Nan Zheng was tempted.

Not to mention everyone else.

After entering the villa, Nan Zheng plopped down on the sofa and picked up the remote to turn on the TV.

They are all official channels from various countries.

"You seem to know this place so well. Have you been here before?" Li Xinxin couldn't help but ask.

"Damn! Don't you know how to turn on the TV? You've never eaten pork, but you've seen a pig run, right?" Nan Zheng said disdainfully.

Li Xinxin slapped her forehead.

forget.

"But the Eight-Faced Buddha is the Eight-Faced Buddha. He really knows how to handle security. I've learned a thing or two." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, crossed her legs, and a hint of arrogance flashed in her eyes.

"Let's start a health regimen together when we get back."

“Sure, I’ll have someone design the blueprints,” Tian Yangsheng readily agreed.

As soon as he entered, he saw Nan Zheng constantly looking around, and he knew that Nan Zheng must be interested.

Hong Kong Island is certainly not as dangerous as the Golden Triangle, but building such a system is impressive!

The moment you walk in, you feel a strong sense of oppression. Who wouldn't like that?

Nan Zheng is not short of money.

“Go check again to see if Eight-Faced Buddha has any other enemies besides Guan Cai Ba,” Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

"Check everything, regardless of size."

"I have some clients I've served before, you can try asking them."

"Hmm." Nan Zheng nodded. Seeing how luxurious this place was, he couldn't help but be tempted.

This is not Nan Zheng's fault.

It's because the Eight-Faced Buddha was too flamboyant; he was tempting me to commit a crime. It's his fault!
……

Soon the bald man brought over a cart full of Chinese and Western food.

A dozen or so carts arrived at once.

It seems they really treated Nan Zheng like a top-tier VIP, providing her with MVP-level treatment.

Even Tian Yangsheng was somewhat surprised.

Are you feeding pigs here?
Li Xinxin was amazed, after all, she had never seen such a feast before.

Just like farmers in ancient times, they would only think that emperors also farmed, except that they used golden hoes instead of wooden ones.

That's it.

Who knew that rich people would spend their money like this?

After finishing his meal, Tian Yangsheng took two people out to investigate.

Nan Zheng, with Li Xinxin in her arms on the sofa, chuckled lazily, "I'm full, how about we go upstairs and have some fun?"

"Go away." Li Xinxin's face was flushed, and she was somewhat shy.

"After a good meal, lust arises! Besides, this isn't the first time we've done it, so what are you afraid of?"

"Does he have trouble sleeping in a particular bed?"

Nan Zheng smiled and made a little gesture from afar, making Li Xinxin's face turn even redder.

Embarrassed and hesitant, she punched Nan Zheng.

Nan Zheng laughed heartily.

He found this Mr. Li to be truly interesting.

But just then, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Nan." Han Bin's voice immediately came from inside.

"What's the matter?" Nan Zheng shook his leg; his impression of Han Bin was better than before.

After all, it's like giving away a free sex partner.

If Han Bin hadn't been quick to slip away, he might not have been able to get rid of this WW person.

"Something's happened in Macau, Big B is dead," Han Bin said.

"What the heck?" Nan Zheng asked, looking puzzled.

"Big B is the head of Sham Shui Po and one of the twelve leaders of Hung Hing... What bastard is so bold? Hmm?"

“It’s strange that we can’t find any specific information,” Han Bin said.

"The news came out last night, and I've had the body examined. The time of death was probably around three or four in the morning..."

"The murderer is still unaware, because Big B was having a late-night snack outside in Taipa at the time, and only brought three or four henchmen with him."

"Where are those henchmen?"

"They all died, none at the same time."

"Damn it!" Nan Zheng cursed. He was just about to lead his men to take down Guan Cai Ba when something happened in Hong Kong.

He even suspected that Guan Caiba had used a diversionary tactic, sending people to Macau to cause trouble.

After all, who in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan doesn't know that the Tai Sui of Tsim Sha Tsui is almost becoming the Tai Sui of Southeast Asia?
If an ordinary person dares to touch a member of the Hung Hing, they'll die and no one will even know.

Not to mention directly killing members of the Hung Hing faction.

He's the one in charge, damn it!

"Go check it out now, I'll go back tonight," Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

A fierce glint still gleamed in his eyes:

"Find out who Big B has offended recently, or who he's had a conflict with..."

If neither of those apply, then it's He Xin's doing. Send someone to take him down, kill him!

"Okay." Han Bin agreed without hesitation.

There are very few people who can kill someone silently in Haojiang, and the biggest suspect is naturally He Xin.

Even if he really didn't do it, Nan Zheng would still believe that he did it.

Otherwise, how can I recover my losses?

By escalating the situation, we can normalize it.

Nan Zheng knows best how to catch murderers.

"Mr. Nan, what's wrong?" Seeing Nan Zheng's fierce expression, Li Xinxin subconsciously shrank back, feeling inexplicably afraid.

"Call me Brother Zheng!"

"Zheng-ge, what's wrong?"

"One of my good brothers got killed, and I'm so angry! Luckily, there's a bed and a sofa here. What should I do?"

Before Li Xinxin could react, Nan Zheng had already grabbed her neck.

(End of this chapter)