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

Chapter 284 "273" I'd like to see who has such audacity.
When did Tai-bao go to the United States?

"He went there about a week ago. He even hired a car to take him to the airport, and he also brought Zheng Wei and Gao Jin along, saying he was afraid that if he won money, those people would cheat him out of it..."

"This old guy is actually quite cautious!" Nan Zheng sneered.

Taibao certainly wouldn't bring Zhou Xiaolong along just for playing billiards.

They're definitely going to play the underground betting game.

It refers to underground gambling, where one person leads three or four others to gamble.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought Gao Jin and Zheng Wei along; the betting amount must have been quite large.

According to Nan Zheng's estimate, Tai Bao should have already taken Zhou Xiaolong to play in hundreds of billiard halls of all sizes on Hong Kong Island during this period.

Knowing Zhou Xiaolong's capabilities gave them the confidence to go abroad.

Otherwise, without self-awareness, you'll definitely fail miserably.

However, during the time that Nan Zheng was away, Tai Bao actually managed to keep Hong Kong Island running smoothly, which shows he was quite capable.

I wasn't wrong about him.

"Is there any movement from the water room?" Nan Zheng asked, taking a drag of her cigarette.

"The water room?" Yu Wenhui pondered for a moment.

He then shook his head: "Ever since you kicked Shui Fong and his gang out of Kowloon and had them all settle in the New Territories, I haven't heard from them in a long time. If you hadn't mentioned it this time, I would have really forgotten about that gang..."

However, I did hear that Nine-Dragon, a former thug from the Water House, opened a Kowloon Ice Room in a small part of Kowloon.

I heard he's retired from the underworld and given up his criminal activities.

"real or fake?"

"It should be true," Yu Wenhui thought for a moment and continued:

"It seems like this happened a month or two ago. He's still there, running his own business and being his own boss. There's been no movement from him."

"Send someone to keep an eye on him!" Nan Zheng said directly.

"Didn't Nine-Dragon retire from the martial world? Why do we still need to send someone?" Yu Wenhui was taken aback.

"Anyway, he's all alone now, and the water room is already deserted. What can he possibly do?"

"Just let A-Wu handle it, you don't need to worry about the rest," Nan Zheng said dismissively, without intending to explain further.

What do women understand about men's thoughts?
Yu Wenhui was quite perceptive; after a moment's thought, she nodded and agreed.

I didn't ask about anything else.

In reality, Nan Zheng was not afraid of Jiu Wenlong and Shui Fang. Even if Shui Fang had ten Jiu Wenlongs now, he wouldn't take them seriously!

Nan Zheng just wanted to see if anyone would contact her former enemies and then work together to do something underhanded to her.

He always felt that Big B's death was suspicious.

After all, the murderer hasn't been found yet, so it would be a lie to say it's not strange.

In Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan today, it's rare for news about Hung Hing to disappear in a short period of time.

Therefore, Nan Zheng has reason to suspect that the other party is not targeting Big B at all, but is not afraid of Hung Hing or herself at all.

It was directed at me.

Anyway, we'll find out soon enough.

……

That evening, Nan Zheng went to the main hall for a meeting, and Han Bin returned around the same time.

"I think everyone knows why I'm here for this meeting," Nan Zheng said, tapping the table.
"Han Bin, have you found any information?"

"We found some information," Han Bin said directly.

Three days ago, Big B met with a group of guests, all of whom were dressed in suits and ties, and appeared to be mercenaries.

They lost over ten million at the casino, and then another five million over the next two days. After that, Big B was taken away by the other party for tea and a chat.

Then it was pretty much what everyone saw... Big B died in Taipa.

"Damn it! It must have been them!" Brother Ji cursed, slamming his fist on the table.

"He must have lost money and was unwilling to accept it, so he wanted Big B to return the money. But Big B refused, so the other party went straight for the kill."

“That’s right, that’s what I think too.” Thirteen Sister nodded.

"The other party probably didn't expect that Big B would be so tough. At first, he probably only wanted to steal money and didn't intend to kill... but in the end, he couldn't back down, so he went for the kill."

"In the end, we didn't get the money, but we got our enemies. They've probably already run away by now."

“Only outsiders would be so reckless and shameless as to attack our Hung Hing. They must be either members of the Hong Kong and Guangdong provincial police or mercenaries,” the prince said after a moment’s thought.

Those who can become leaders in Hung Hing are almost all seasoned veterans.

Even someone as dim-witted as the Crown Prince could guess something by now.

It's not a matter of intelligence, but purely a matter of spiritual judgment.

Having been around for so many years, I've experienced quite a few things, big and small, so I can figure out the other person's mindset with a little thought.

"Then keep investigating until you find out who they are!" Nan Zheng tapped the table and looked at Han Bin.

Han Bin nodded: "Don't worry, leave this to me."

"Furthermore, now that Big B is dead, the position of the person in charge of Sham Shui Po is vacant... There's no rush to find a replacement. The most urgent task is to find someone to take over MGM Entertainment."

"Han Bin, why don't you go?" Nan Zheng said, leaning back on the sofa.

"Okay." Han Bin nodded after a moment of silence.

Letting Han Bin manage MGM Entertainment is actually the best choice.

This guy is an arms dealer; he travels back and forth between Hong Kong and Macau countless times a week.

“As for the position of head of Sham Shui Po…” Nan Zheng drawled out.

"Whoever kills the murderer of Big B will take over."

"Of course, providing information is also acceptable."

"No problem!" everyone echoed.

Forget about killing the murderer, now even providing information can make you a decision-maker.

This shows how mysterious the other party's identity is.

However, Nan Zheng was never worried about whether the other party's identity was mysterious or not. With tens of thousands of people in Hung Hing, it would be very easy for them to find these few scoundrels.

It will only waste a few more days at most.

But what does it matter?
The one thing gangsters never lack is time.

"Also, I'm only giving you two days." Nan Zheng tapped the table again and looked at everyone:

"If the murderer is not found within two days... then it must have been done by Gao Laosi and He Xin. At that time, all the people in charge in Hong Kong should send out their men to do the job and teach them a lesson."

I, Liangzheng, am not dead now, I'm just keeping a slightly lower profile.

"If I don't show some skill, how the hell am I supposed to stay in this underworld?"

This time, the crowd neither agreed nor refused.

Needless to say, they were definitely unwilling, after all, He Xin and Gao Laosi were both local bullies in Macau.

And it's the biggest one.

If we mess with them, will we have a good time when we go to Macau?

But if they dare to say they won't move, Nan Zheng will have to teach them a lesson right now.

Everyone knows Mr. Nan's temper.

It's still possible to distinguish which is more important and which is less important.

……

The next morning, Nan Zheng woke up from her bed yawning.

Just as he was about to urinate, He Min happened to be turning the key and opening the door to come in.

"Huh, when did you get back?" He Min was quite surprised.

"Yesterday." Nan Zheng walked into the restroom without looking back.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back yesterday... You've been abroad for so long this time, did you buy any local specialties?" He Min changed the subject abruptly, and immediately followed her in with a smile.

For women, gifts are the most important thing.

"Local specialties, my foot! I've been to Thailand or the Golden Triangle, places that are poorer than picking up cow dung in Yuen Long. What local specialties would I have?" Nan Zheng said irritably. "You really think I went there to brothels?"

"Who knows you?" He Min punched Nan Zheng once, then punched her again.

"Have you been picking up girls?"

"What a load of rubbish," Nan Zheng said bluntly.

Even if it exists, I definitely can't say it, otherwise there would be an uproar.

Anyway, she had no evidence.

After chatting for a few more minutes, He Min pouted and said, "Are you hungry? I'll cook you breakfast."

"can."

"Honestly, after being abroad for so long, I haven't brought anything back. It's really disappointing," He Min couldn't help but mutter.

"I'll sell you off another day." Nan Zheng yawned again and sat down on the sofa.

Then I turned on the TV to watch the news report.

"By the way, I'm going home later, do you want to come with me?" He Min suddenly poked her head out from the kitchen.

"Going to your house? To meet your parents?"

"Of course! I already asked you to come with me a year ago, but you kept making excuses..."

“Going is fine, I don’t have anything else to do anyway,” Nan Zheng said after thinking for a moment.

The matter of Big B is not something that can be resolved all at once.

The earliest I can get things done is tonight.

And needless to say, the Golden Triangle region is another story. With so many businesses swallowed up by Mina this time, it will take her a while to digest them all.

Since you have time, you might as well go and take a look.

After watching the news for a while, Nan Zheng took out her phone and called Wang Jianguo.

The call was answered almost immediately.
"Hello, boss?"

"It's me." Nan Zheng said casually.

How many people have there recently?

“About five hundred.” Wang Jianguo got straight to the point.

"We've been recruiting a lot of people recently, and the quality is good, while the number is steadily increasing."

"Damn, over five hundred? Even if the Flying Tigers came, they'd be more than enough for you!" Nan Zheng laughed and cursed.

"Of course, don't you know who I am? I'm the one who calls the shots on Lamma Island!" Wang Jianguo said with a laugh, without any politeness.

He had already bribed a number of marine police officers around Lamma Island.

Therefore, I am very familiar with this area.

To put it bluntly, even if something happens one day, he can know it in advance, not only to escape unscathed, but also to leave the other party completely dumbfounded.

If the foreigners knew that I was supporting such a group of people, they probably wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully.

Of course, Nan Zheng never intended to do anything outrageous.

He just wanted to act in self-defense.

“Big B is dead, you should know that, right? Take two hundred men to Macau and sweep up Gao Lao Si and He Xin’s place at the agreed time…” Nan Zheng briefly explained the situation and plan.

Wang Jianguo replied without hesitation, "No problem, leave it to me."

“It’s easy to get manpower; I just need to get the boats and equipment sorted out, and I can go anytime.”

“However, boss, Gao Laosi was terrified of you before, and He Xin is also aware of your strength... Logically speaking, they shouldn't be stupid enough to lay a hand on you, right?” Wang Jianguo asked again.

"Did I say they were the ones who laid a hand on me?" Nan Zheng said lazily.

"Then why did you still attack them?"

Wang Jianguo was completely dumbfounded.

"I like it, I'm happy to do it, and I can hit you whenever I'm in a bad mood, is that not allowed?"

Wang Jianguo: "..."

You're the boss, so you get to call the shots.

"Just be prepared. I don't want to be all alone when it's time to fight," Nan Zheng added before hanging up the phone.

He certainly didn't tell Wang Jianguo that the reason for doing this was to use one enemy against another.

Just because they can't find the murderer doesn't mean these local bullies can't find him.

There's no need to explain.

After all, they weren't experts and had no idea what Nan Zheng's motives were.

He was also curious to see who this outsider came from, that was so bold as to dare to mess with his own people and business.

Nan Zheng felt that she would have to beat him until he passed out.

Soon He Min brought breakfast over, and Nan Zheng sat down at the table, eating while asking about her recent situation.

The movie "God of Gamblers" was released a few days ago and its box office performance is quite good.

In a short period of time, it has already reached five million.

This is also thanks to the good box office performance of the "Young and Dangerous" series, which laid the groundwork, and the fact that Xiao Fu was the lead actor, which led to a surge in box office revenue.

The snack shop is doing well, with profits increasing by 5-10% almost every month.

Based on the profit increase alone, that's several million in cash.

It's easy to imagine how terrifying the total profit must be.

Nan Zheng thought for a moment, then made another call to Fei Jing and said directly, "God of Gamblers is almost out of theaters, so let's start filming Young and Dangerous 2. Let's try to film three Young and Dangerous movies this year."

"Boss, do you already have an outline?" Fei Jing asked after thinking for a moment.

I was also a little surprised.

When did the boss get back?

Many people in the underworld know that Nan Zheng has returned, but that doesn't mean everyone does.

Especially directors like Fei Jing, who direct three or four films a day just to make money, have almost forgotten who their fathers are, let alone their bosses.

"I've got it. I'll come pick it up later," Nan Zheng said calmly.

"We must develop the Young and Dangerous series into a Young and Dangerous universe."

"Of course, we are good citizens, and we need to have a legitimate reason for doing things. We also need to do things that can help society and children to reform their ways... In short, the direction must be correct and the plot must be exciting."

I'll give you the outline later; you can film it yourself based on that.

"No problem!" Fei Jing said enthusiastically, but he forgot what Nan Zheng had said as soon as he turned his head.

Why are gangsters trying to reform themselves?

Of course, we'll film whatever makes money.

Nan Zheng knew that Fei Jing was a ruthless person who would do anything to make a profit, so whether he listened or not didn't matter, since he had already said what he wanted to say.

If there's any public criticism later, Fei Jing will definitely be the one to take the blame.

Half an hour later, Nan Zheng lay on the sofa and lit a cigarette again.

He also hiccuped from time to time.

He Min's cooking skills have improved a lot recently, and he's become quite addicted to it.

"Now that we've finished eating and drinking, shall we set off?" He Min changed her clothes and came out of the room.

Huo Min had already arrived at the entrance in an MPV, accompanied by several bodyguards.

"Can't you see I'm stuffed? It won't kill you to go later," Nan Zheng said nonchalantly.

He Min angrily threw the pillow at him.

She stomped her foot and said, "I've already told my parents that if I'm late, I'll be the one getting scolded, not you."

"Damn, I knew I shouldn't have gone." Nan Zheng pouted, stood up, and extinguished her cigarette.

However, he was also curious to know whether Huo Min and He Min would go together.

Could He Min's parents have mistaken their daughter for someone else?

(End of this chapter)