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

Chapter 72 "72" You're risking your life for a few hundred dollars a month
Gentleman Sheng frowned as he looked at Tai Baoqiu, who had returned in a disheveled state, and asked, "What happened?"

"Boss, it didn't work. Three of our brothers were killed or injured and are all stuck in Tsim Sha Tsui." Tai Po-kau said, clutching his arm in pain.

"When we got there, we found out that Liang Zheng had actually opened a boxing gym with nearly a hundred people! As soon as we made a move, they swarmed over. Forget about fighting, the people below were terrified..."

We escaped only by fighting with all our might; otherwise, we would have died in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"Damn it!" The gentleman kicked over the table in front of him in a fit of rage.

Even those bastards, Zhongyixin, didn't mention this.

Although Gentleman Sheng often went to Nightless City to see ANN, since they had a history of intimacy, he didn't dare to wander around Tsim Sha Tsui.

Therefore, every time I went to drink with ANN, I would go back and have no idea what was going on there.

This assassination attempt was pretty much what Nan Zheng had anticipated.

He couldn't bring himself to withdraw from Yau Ma Tei directly, and he was even more unwilling to do so.

If Liang Zheng really calls, he won't accept it, but there's nothing he can do about it...

But yesterday was different. After Liang Zheng finished talking to him, Su Su, the second-in-command of Zhong Yi Xin, approached Shen Shi Sheng and said that they should join forces to take down the other party.

While we're at it, we'll also take over Liang Zheng's territory.

But now it seems that he was tricked by this old hag.

Zhongyixin had no intention of cooperating at all; he just wanted to use me as cannon fodder!

Otherwise, how could the other party not know that Liang Zheng opened a boxing gym in Tsim Sha Tsui? And how could they not tell her?
After all, Zhongyi Xin Afa's territory was right next to Liang Zheng's.

Thinking of this, Gentleman Sheng cursed, "Damn it! I've been used as a shield."

"Boss, what exactly is going on?" Tai Baoqiu asked through gritted teeth.

“I heard before that Chung Yee Shun had a shipment of goods going to Kowloon, which would be docked at the pier in the next few days... Now it seems that Su Su asked me to deal with Liang Zheng not to get rid of Liang Zheng at all, but to buy time so that she could take over the goods with her men.”

After all, that bastard Liang Zheng is insane! If he gets involved now and attracts the attention of the legitimate world, then Zhongyixin's tens of millions of dollars worth of goods will be wasted...

So this damned woman took advantage of my hatred for Liang Zheng to set me up and screw me over, damn it! "Gentleman Sheng kicked the table in anger again.

He underestimated this woman.

"Boss, what should we do now? Liang Zheng is known for her ruthlessness, she's heartless! She'll probably attack soon." A hint of fear flashed in Tai Baoqiu's eyes.

Gentleman Sheng didn't think for long before saying, "Take your men out immediately and keep an eye on Hung Hing's movements. Quickly gather your forces, and be sure to act fast."

"By the way, gather up those red sticks like stone and pig iron. As long as we have enough people, Liang Zheng will definitely not dare to make any rash moves."

"I'm going out for a bit now."

"Where are you going at a time like this?" Tai Baoqiu asked anxiously.

"I'm going to find ANN. If Liang Zheng can't beat me, he'll definitely threaten ANN!" Gentleman Sheng anxiously called a few of his confidants and headed out.

……

Gentleman Sheng quickly led his men to the underground parking lot. Just as they were about to get into the car, they saw a cold-faced man sitting in his MPV.

He had a machete in his hand, was wearing gloves, and was quietly smoking.

"You're finally here." A-Wu smiled. "I've been waiting for you for so long."

"Should we go find ANN?"

"Kill him!" Gentleman Sheng was both shocked and terrified. He never expected that Liang Zheng would actually guess that he was going to find ANN.

Several knife-wielders rushed forward immediately. A-Wu quickly jumped out of the car and slashed one down, dodged the cleaving ice blade, and then slit another man's throat.

Two of the three people died in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that things were going badly, Gentleman Sheng immediately turned and ran, not even getting into the car.

A-Wu took down the last guy in a few moves and stabbed him right through the heart.

He then ran off in a mad dash.

But the other person hadn't run far when they suddenly stopped at the corner, looking terrified.

As the gentleman saw Wang Jianguo, who was holding the black star, cold sweat dripped from his forehead and his hair stood on end.

My legs went weak and my mind went completely blank.

"Awu, how can you become a grandmaster without a gun?" Wang Jianguo glanced at Awu, who was running towards him, and gave him a kind smile.

A-Wu glanced at him indifferently, then kicked Gentleman Sheng over and swiftly severed his tendons.

Screams of agony immediately echoed from the ground.

The echoes continued to reverberate in the empty parking lot.

"Take him away, Grandmaster." A-Wu dragged the wailing Gentleman Sheng over.

"The boss is already waiting upstairs."

"No, don't let me see Liangzheng! I can give you money, lots and lots of money..."

"Brother Sheng, I really want money too, but I'm afraid the boss will treat me like he's severing your tendons."

Wang Jianguo sneered, grabbed Shen Shisheng, and shoved him into the trunk of the MPV next to them.

Gentleman Sheng's thoughts and actions were not hard to guess, not to mention that Nan Zheng had seen the plot and knew who he was, so she caught him in no time.

ANN was always just a target for Gentleman Winner.

Just like a naked bunny girl.

The allure of uniforms is irresistible; if you can't resist, you'll end up getting raped.

……

Meanwhile, Nan Zheng sat on the steps by the street, smoking a cigarette, looking ahead with great interest.

Huo Min was standing right next to him.

Big Foot stared intently at the poster of Big Bo Wang in the alley, almost drooling.

"What are we doing here, just watching your people fight each other?" Huo Min asked.

"I brought you here to give you some courage! If we don't see each other often, you'll end up being forced into prostitution and you'll be counting the money for them." Nan Zheng said casually, making Huo Min stomp her feet in anger.

“Tonight is going to be a big show. These two streets used to be full of Genie’s, but then he was tricked by the boss and went to jail, and then he led his men to divide it up… Tsk tsk, tonight Genie’s is like a dragon being released from prison, it’s going to be very exciting.” Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"A magic lamp? There's such a thing?" Huo Min looked suspicious. She knew the magic lamp well; that short-haired, aggressive man usually had a blank expression.

Tai Po was quite brave in his attack.

"Otherwise what? If you're a normal person, who would join the gangster business? Just watch and see." Nan Zheng said, smoking a cigarette.

The genie led over a hundred men into Hong Le's territory, and around the corner they saw Tai Bao Qiu leading several hundred men.

"Magic Lamp, I outnumber you! Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Tai Baoqiu cursed.

The genie raised an eyebrow: "Is that so?"

"What else did you think? My boss has already called for reinforcements. If you don't leave, I'll chop you up and throw you to the dogs."

Just then, an MPV drove up, and Hung Hing immediately made way for it.

Wang Jianguo got out of the car and dragged the slumped-over Shen Shisheng out, stomping him on the ground. He then pointed downwards with a contemptuous look: "The big shot you're talking about, is it him?"

"Big Boss?" Tai Baoqiu's expression changed, and everyone in Hong Le's group panicked.

"Kill them all!" With a sudden command, the genie charged into the crowd with his single sword, slashing down three or four enemies in quick succession, shouting as he did so.
"Gentleman Sheng has been captured alive. Anyone who wants to work for me, I'll kill their whole family! Come on!"

Suddenly, the genie slashed down two or three people with a knife, then rushed into the crowd and headed straight for Taibaoqiu.

Before Hong Le's people could react, Tai Baoqiu's neck had already been slashed three or four times, just like chopping ribs.

You could see the blood splattering even from a great distance.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of Hung Hing men charged forward, and Hung Lok's men were instantly routed, caught off guard and their formation was thrown into chaos.

"Look, do you see that? That's what you call being both scholarly and martial! Hong Le's men weren't even prepared when the magic lamp killed their leader with a single stroke."

"What's the use of having so many useless people?" Nan Zheng pointed and laughed.

I'm growing to like the magic lamp more and more.

He has no sense of morality whatsoever, but he is bold and meticulous, and he does have a certain amount of his own style.

Huo Min's face paled as she watched this scene. It was far more bloody than the assassination at the boxing gym. Five or six hundred people were fighting each other, with flashing swords and screams filling the air.

"Your men lack martial ethics. Hong Le's men weren't on guard at all. What does that prove?"

"Are you stupid? This is a life-or-death struggle! You want to wait for the other side to be ready? Why don't you wait until your whole family has bought you a coffin before you start fighting?" Nan Zheng looked at Huo Min as if she were an idiot.

However, being young, they didn't take it too seriously.

"In short, learn and observe various situations as much as possible. Once you have experience, you'll know when to take a bullet for me immediately."

"I don't expect you to be able to take on a hundred of them," Nan Zheng said, pursing her lips.

Huo Min rolled her eyes: "In the end, isn't it all for your own sake?"

"If not for myself, then for you?" "You won't let me sleep with you, and even if I did, I might not obey. And even if I did, I might not do it for you..."

"Go to hell you!"

"..."

Gentleman Sheng was captured alive, Tai Bao Qiu was hacked to death on the spot, and Hong Le's men scattered like monkeys falling from a tree, wave after wave of men fleeing in panic.

This is why in ancient times, it was essential to kill the enemy's leading general in battle.

Without a leader, no matter how many people there are, they are just a bunch of losers.

The genie chased after Hong Le's men, hacking wildly at them with a ferocious expression, showing no sign of stopping.

It seems he harbors a deep hatred for Hong Le.

Seeing that the scoundrel had gone mad, Ah Wu ignored him and led a few men straight to several bars. He banged on the door with a knife and said, "Tonight, Hung Hing is in charge. Starting tomorrow, Brother Zheng will be in charge here!"

"Singing and dancing will continue as usual."

“But if someone says things they should or shouldn’t say, then I’ll have to go to their house and see how many mouths they have.”

"Don't worry, don't worry, we're sensible!"

A-Wu goes to each entertainment venue to say hello; he's very experienced.

Many business owners and customers responded with a laugh, not caring at all.

To put it bluntly, the gangsters planted their flags for money, and they were money.

Who can have trouble with money?
Since the guests are only there for entertainment, there's no need to create unnecessary trouble.

As a result, many people have become familiar with this routine and are no longer surprised by it.

Tonight, over a thousand people in Hung Lok were scattered, and two streets in Yau Ma Tei were essentially captured.

If you can hold out for three days, you'll be completely safe and sound.

Seeing that the situation was more or less under control, Wang Jianguo immediately pulled Shen Shisheng into the car and drove away.

Although Hong Le wasn't wiped out entirely, most of the middle and upper management were taken down tonight.

Even if Hung Lok survives, he'll only be able to go to those poor places in the New Territories.

Nan Zheng looked at the various weapons scattered on the street and all kinds of bloodstains, and watched with great interest: "This is the real unrestrained world of martial arts."

"I'm very curious, with such chaos here, hundreds or even thousands of people fighting each other, don't the police care?" Huo Min asked, just like a curious child who wanted to know everything.

Nan Zheng glanced at her and asked, "How much does your dad usually give you a month?"

"A few hundred yuan, I guess."

"Then will you go and kill someone?"

Why would I kill someone?

"That's right. By the same token, why would you risk your life for a few hundred yuan a month?" Nan Zheng chuckled, then stretched and got up.

He turned around and slapped Big Foot on the head: "You've been staring at this golden-haired lion king all night, are you here to protect me or to watch the show?"

What the hell am I supposed to do if I get hacked to death later?

"Anyone who dares to cut down my boss, I'll fight them to the death!" Big Foot shouted, then added slyly:
"But boss, I've been out here for so long and haven't found a pretty girl yet. I'm really craving one."

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I've seen the Golden Lion King, and I'm really itching to go."

"Then let's go back to Nightless City."

"It's a deal, I'm going to take on two!"

Huo Min felt disgusted watching the two grown men openly discussing how they planned to play all night.

I think the lights are off in The Plum in the Golden Vase!

……

The very next morning, Nan Zheng received news that Chen Haonan's Sai Kung bar had been burned down.

If he hadn't run fast, he and his girlfriend would have been burned to death on the spot.

Lung Kwan is really fast.

Speaking of which, what was Chan Ho-nam's girlfriend's name again?

The little...little chicken boss of the Chang Le Gang?
One is a little chicken tyrant, the other is a mountain chicken tyrant. It seems that Chan Ho-nam has a special connection with chicken tyrants.

Nan Zheng slept until the afternoon, and then remembered something. She lit a cigarette and called Shen Deng: "Did you take care of the thing I asked you to do before?"

"What's up?" came the tired yet excited voice of the genie, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept a wink all night since planting the flag last night.

"The thing I asked you to do at the boxing gym."

"It's all taken care of, don't worry."

"That's fine." Nan Zheng hung up the phone after saying that. This was his trump card, and it might have unexpected effects later.

A moment later, Wah-dee also called:

"Hey?"

"Boss, how do we deal with that kid?"

"Which kid?" Nan Zheng asked suspiciously, racking her brains for a long time without figuring it out.

Hua Di shouted, "It's that kid we brought back from Taiwan! There was no proof before, and my brothers traveled a long way by sea to get back."

"Damn, I forgot." Nan Zheng slapped her forehead.

"Settle him in, make sure he's well-fed and comfortable, then send someone to Taiwan to investigate his background, see if he has any wills, contracts or anything like that... I feel like this kid is worth more than your whole family."

Wah-di: "..."

"Okay, I'll try my best to send someone to investigate."

"Come to Tsim Sha Tsui this afternoon and get HK$500,000 from Tai Po. Consider it a subsidy from me."

“Thank you, boss!”

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng began to ponder. Zhu Tao had given him money so readily before, so he had always suspected that the bastard had some secret stash of money.

However, his selfishness wasn't directed at himself, but rather at his son.

Therefore, he sent people to keep an eye on things early on.

Zhu Tao is in his fifties and has only one son. Nan Zheng thinks he must have some kind of insurance, since he would receive a large sum of money if the accidental death occurred.

At least it's a guarantee for my son after I die.

It's mine now.

Anyway, this bastard is a menace to the area. If he gets his hands on it, he can build a kindergarten and give his henchmen's wives and children free schooling and jobs. Isn't that serving the people?

By giving to others, you benefit yourself.

Nan Zheng was planning to have a meal before going to meet with He Min for a more in-depth discussion when the phone rang again.

"Wait a minute! How come I, a gangster, get so many phone calls every day?"

"When did I become busier than the Governor of Hong Kong?" Nan Zheng answered the phone, completely bewildered.

"Who?"

"Brother Zheng, it's me, Tang Jun." The other person's first words were filled with a bright smile and attitude.

"Oh, it's Brother Tang Jun. What's up?"

"Don't call me Brother Tang Jun, you're the older brother..."

"Uncle Man and I chatted before. I was wondering when you'd be free to come to Tsim Sha Tsui? I'd like to treat you to a simple meal."

Tang Jun's words were very clear: I'm free now, but I don't know if you are free.

Nan Zheng isn't stupid; she could tell.

"Alright, since you're giving me face, I'll definitely give you face in return."

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon," Nan Zheng said before hanging up the phone.

He remembered that Lei Wei was the head of the Red Dragon Society, but for some reason, everyone thought that Tang Jun was the boss.

Tang Jun's call now is clearly an attempt to consolidate his position.

Huang Dawen had been building connections for him, clearly supporting Tang Jun as well.

However, these things are none of Nan Zheng's business, and she's too lazy to bother with them.

He won't get anything out of it, so he might as well just have a meal.

Unless Tang Jun offered his girlfriend to him for sex.

The kind where you don't have to take responsibility.

(End of this chapter)