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

Chapter 32 "32" Is Liu Piaopiao resorting to bullying and taking advantage of customers?

"You're late again." At the entrance of the Western restaurant, He Min looked at Nan Zheng with a resentful expression, went over and put her arm around her, and said, "I've reserved a private room."

“I have something to do, and the timing is just right,” Nan Zheng said casually.

"You went to kill someone? Are you alright?" He Min was startled when she suddenly noticed the blood on Nan Zheng's shoes and her menacing aura.

"Damn! I'm so awesome, who can do anything to me in Hong Kong?"

He Min frantically touched Nan Zheng's left and right sides, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found that Nan Zheng was not injured.

After arriving at the private room and sitting down, the waiter immediately began serving the dishes upon seeing us.

Nan Zheng suddenly remembered something.

Is this place called Mary's Restaurant?
Li Yunfei, who has been through thick and thin with us, seems to really enjoy eating here.

Maybe there's a chance to snag that 30 million diamond.

Others might have to pay a discount when offering diamonds, but he can pocket all 30 million.

I just don't know if the story has started yet.

Nan Zheng thought it was good enough to have someone keep an eye on things here.

"This Western restaurant is delicious. I haven't been here in ages because I haven't had time lately," He Min said with a smile, holding a knife and fork.

Nan Zheng, however, immediately lost her appetite when she saw the steak covered in sauce and thought of Shijiu's awful appearance.

This bastard won't even let me rest easy even in death!
"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" He Min asked, puzzled, seeing that Nan Zheng hadn't made a move.

"I'm not used to it." Nan Zheng called over a waiter.

"Give me a bowl of egg fried rice."

"Okay, boss, but this is a Western restaurant, so there will be an extra charge."

"It doesn't matter, go ahead." The waiter nodded and left. Nan Zheng yawned, then thought for a moment and added:

"After you finish eating, I'll have someone take you home."

"It's not safe at night."

He saw someone robbing a jewelry store on his way here.

Two streets away, someone robbed a bank.

Even Gotham City, with its simple and honest people, isn't this chaotic.

This is also thanks to some news that came from the north some time ago, which made the already simple and honest Hong Kong Island even more simple and honest.

Such serious crimes are too much for even the police to handle, let alone gangsters.

After dinner, Nan Zheng asked a few of her underlings to take He Min home, just as the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Good evening, Mr. Nan," Huang Bingyao said calmly.

"What is it? Don't give me that after throwing away the gun, you've thrown away the chicken. I don't have time to help you anymore."

"Am I the kind of person who's always so forgetful?" Huang Bingyao said speechlessly.
"I heard you're going to war with the Seven Vajras?"

"Officer Wong, you have a really good nose! You came right away just by smelling the aroma," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"Their territory is mainly in Tsim Sha Tsui, with two or three thousand people gathered in three or four streets. They are not to be trifled with."

"However, the fact that all seven members of the 'Seven Great Vajras' have turned to drugs can be considered a way to help the anti-drug squad fight crime," Huang Bingyao said. He was a smart man and knew he couldn't persuade Nan Zheng, so he simply issued a task.

To put it bluntly, if something really happens to Nan Zheng, he can find a reason to protect her.

After all, Nan Zheng had helped him a lot, and he couldn't possibly ignore it if something really happened.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

……

The next morning, the phone rang, and Nan Zheng opened the door while yawning.

I saw the magic lamp standing right in front of me.

How did you know about this place?

"That's what Taibao said." Genie took off his baseball cap and sat down on the sofa.

"Tell me the situation," Nan Zheng said, lighting a cigarette.

"You've probably heard of the Seven Great Vajras. They're sworn brothers, and their main territory is two streets in Tsim Sha Tsui. The ones who attacked you are the Cheung Yee Society and the Hung Lok Society, which are the two largest organizations, with about a thousand members."

You already know the leader. The most capable fighter under Changyi Society was the Nineteenth, and you took him down.

"Hong Le has now produced a gentlemanly winner, who is gaining momentum. Outsiders say he's the second-in-command," said the Genie. "Last night he wanted to take down Fei Quan, but he doesn't know where Fei Quan went."

"The Cheung Yee Society still has a few streets in Tuen Mun. If you're going to start a fight, you can start here first."

"You already know I'm going to attack Changyi Society, do you think I'll still attack there?" Nan Zheng sneered. Shen Deng was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of shock.

"Are you really going to go to Tsim Sha Tsui and take on seven people at once?"

"So what? It sounds nice to call them the Seven Vajras, but it doesn't sound like seven rats!"

Nan Zheng scoffed, saying that he only had a little over three hundred people he could actually move. If he hadn't taken in the barbarians, he really wouldn't have been able to gather that many.

However, taking down the Seven Great Vajras is enough.

"You're really brave!" the genie exclaimed.

Most people wouldn't even dare to think of hitting her, let alone do it, but Liang Zheng really dared to do it.

“I do know that Brother Pan often goes to Nightshade Bar for drinks, which is near his house.”

"Then give it a try."

"By the way, tell Tai-bao to rent twenty cars and get the weapons ready. You, Ah-jin, and Ah-chai will each take a hundred men, and the rest, Hua-di, will guard the streets."

"Tonight I'll kill these seven rats and make them into liquor." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, her expression unrestrained and arrogant.

Shoot the first bird.

Taking down Brother Pan and his gang would leave them leaderless.

……

That night, Nan Zheng brought Tai Bao and Shen Deng to the Night Bar.

He has never been to Tsim Sha Tsui, so no one here would recognize him.

However, the car was uncertain, so we temporarily found an old, worn-out one that could be driven.

There were still many Toyota Hiace vans with their lights off waiting on the street, packed with people sitting inside.

Nan Zheng parked the car anywhere and then led her people into the bar.

"Good evening, boss. How many are in your party?"

"Are you blind?"

"The three of you!" The madam greeted them with a smile, not angry at all, because she could tell that Nan Zheng and the other two were all dressed in suits and ties and were rich.

"The owner looks unfamiliar. Has he been here before? Does he know anyone here?"

After being led to a private room and sitting down, Nan Zheng said, "Bring me your best girls here. I'm going to take on ten of them tonight."

"no problem!"

The madam immediately dressed up and went out. Genie looked around and said, "I didn't see Brother Pan. I guess he'll be back later."

"Come on! Both of them have suffered casualties, do you think he'd still dare to come drinking?"

"Then what are you doing here?" the genie asked, puzzled.

“Didn’t you say this bar is near Brother Pan’s house? Let’s find someone we know and pay them a visit,” Nan Zheng said casually, and Shen Deng felt a chill run down his spine.

He knows what Nan Zheng is thinking; he's ruthless.

Soon the madam brought in a large group of girls, fawningly pulling her over and saying with a smile, "Boss, this is Piaopiao, a new girl in our establishment. She's definitely top-notch, so you'd better treat her well."

"Really?" Nan Zheng glanced at it, looking at the innocent face that seemed somewhat familiar.

It seems to be the one from King of Comedy.

But after glancing down, Nan Zheng's lips twitched. Could Liu Piaopiao's breasts really be that big?
It used to be Goubuli steamed buns.

It can double into sticky rice chicken.

Damn it, are you trying to bully your customers by using your big name to get away with this?

Nan Zheng didn't believe there was such a thing; he had to try it out properly.

(End of this chapter)