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

Chapter 119 "119" You new journalism students are truly a gathering place for trash.
When Nan Zheng arrived in Tsim Sha Tsui, she was followed by a dense crowd of at least a thousand people.

Everyone was armed with machetes and steel bars, and a chilling atmosphere swept through the desolate streets. The desire to kill and the excitement in everyone's hearts were boiling and swelling.

Tsim Sha Tsui is very close to East Tsim Sha Tsui; you can get there in just a few steps.

The news that Liang Zheng had gathered so many people spread throughout most of Yau Tsim Mong in no time.

Many triads in Tsim Sha Tsui received the news, and members of the Red Dragon Society, Hung Sun, and Tung Sing were all frightened into showing their faces.

Even the Ni family, the biggest local tyrant, was alarmed.

News of the assassination attempt hadn't spread that quickly, but Nan Zheng's actions were even faster, and all the local gangs were on high alert.

After all, many people have heard of Nan Zheng, a man who is ruthless and unruly when he takes action.

The next second, with a smile on his face, no one knows who he might turn on; his moods are unpredictable.

Therefore, upon hearing that the other party had arrived with over a thousand people in a grand procession, all the police stations in Tsim Sha Tsui were on high alert and immediately called their superiors to report the situation.

However, they soon realized who Hung Hing was targeting this time.

Because they went straight to the New Kee Dinosaur Brother, who lived three streets away, the other party was aware of the conflict with Hung Hing and was already on guard.

Therefore, the moment Liang Zheng arrived with her people, Brother Dinosaur's henchmen quickly called for reinforcements and gathered their forces.

In a short period of time, hundreds of thugs arrived.

Leading the group was none other than Dinosaur Bro's henchman, Fatty Pig. True to his name, he weighed over 200 pounds, and a baseball bat looked like chopsticks in his hand. Tall and with a face full of menacing features, he was someone you could tell at a glance not to be messed with.

Watson, standing next to the fat pig, looked rather grim, because he hadn't expected to run into Nan Zheng here again.

Although another four or five hundred people arrived one after another, it was still far fewer than the number of people in Nanzheng.

"Liangzheng, what are you doing here?" Fatty Pig stepped forward and called out, his expression showing some apprehension, but more so nervousness.

Even though he was a seasoned veteran of countless battles, he was still somewhat intimidated by this eccentric man.

"Who the hell are you?" Nan Zheng strode forward angrily, and with each step she took, the Xinji staff took a step back, clearly showing their considerable apprehension.

"Dinosaur Bro's number one warrior, Fatty Pig," Fatty Pig said directly. Looking at the murderous looks on everyone's faces, he was genuinely confused because he had no idea what was going on.

"Young Master Zheng, can't we talk this out properly? We've always kept to ourselves."

"Even if you don't give me face, you should at least give Dinosaur Bro some face. He and Big D Bro are good friends..."

"Fuck you! Kill them all!" Nan Zheng looked extremely violent. With a wave of her hand, thousands of people immediately charged forward from both sides.

He came here today with no intention of talking at all.

"Charge!" Gao Jin, wielding Guan Gong's sword, immediately led his hundred-plus men forward.

"Junior sister, don't move." Xiahou Wu was extremely excited. He gave the order and rushed in with Da Jiao. He had never fought in a battle with a thousand people before.

Faced with a massive, dark mass of people charging towards him, shouting and yelling, Watson gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling slightly, his face filled with panic.

Every time I run into Liang Zheng, nothing good ever comes of it; it always ends in someone dying.

It's a lie to say I'm not scared.

Fatty Pig was also horrified. He never expected that Liang Zheng would bring so many people to start a fight. He could only grit his teeth and shout, "Chop them up!"

The two groups collided instantly.

The place was packed with people, and before the fight even started, several unlucky guys were already being knocked away.

Xiahou Wu had just knocked one down when Nan Zheng suddenly rammed into him, causing him to stumble. Then she raised her hand, glared at one of his underlings, snatched the knife, and charged straight at the fat pig.

Just now, Xiahou Wu, that bastard, blocked his way to kill someone.

Just as Fatty Pig knocked someone down, he saw Nan Zheng rushing towards him, brandishing her knife. He dodged to the side and gritted his teeth, smashing a baseball bat at her with a fierce expression.

However, Nan Zheng simply raised her hand and caught the baseball bat, which felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Before the fat pig's astonished eyes, she swiftly slit his throat with a single stroke.

The fat pig knelt on the ground, clutching his bleeding neck, his face filled with disbelief.

He never expected that he, a top-tier red-stick player in Tsim Sha Tsui, would be no match for Liang Zheng.

Nan Zheng slashed several times on the spot until the blade was dull. Then she picked up a baseball bat from the ground and started hitting people on the head like she was playing whack-a-mole.

Almost none of the new members of the gang could withstand him. Several brave men swung their knives at him, but Nan Zheng smashed them to the ground, knife and all, in one blow. Her behavior was brutal and her methods extremely vicious.

Dan Ying followed Nan Zheng closely, but found that Nan Zheng didn't need any protection at all. It was as if Nan Zheng had broken into a flock of sheep and was killing them at will, which made Dan Ying feel a chill in her heart.

Do people like this really need protection?

Shan Ying finally understood that Nan Zheng indeed did not need bodyguards.

Combined with her recent assassination attempt in the restroom... it means that Nan Zheng's earlier statement at the boxing gym that she needed someone to block the bullet was actually true.

Shan Ying initially thought it was just a joke, but now it seems the joke was the truth.

Hua Sheng gritted his teeth and desperately chopped down two men. When he turned around, he saw Nan Zheng walking towards him menacingly while smashing a stick. There were already more than a dozen henchmen lying around him. He was immediately terrified.

Thinking the other party was coming for him, Watson didn't dare to linger any longer and turned around, scrambling away in fright.

Because Liang Zheng was so fast, no one could even exchange two blows with her.

The oppressive aura emanating from him was terrifying, and he was filled with mania and ferocity.

Even the three Tony brothers combined weren't as fierce as him.

Watson ran while constantly looking back, his heart filled with extreme fear, and he squeezed his buttocks together to run even faster.

He was so scared he almost vomited.

But after the fat pig died, Dinosaur Bro still hadn't arrived.

Without their leader, the morale of the Xinji people had already waned considerably. In particular, Nan Zheng moved with impunity, Gao Jin killed without hesitation, and Xiahou Wu broke people's arms like a madman.

That terrified them even more.

After knocking down more than a dozen henchmen, Nan Zheng finally felt relieved. When she looked back, she found that many of her henchmen were looking at her with awe, and some didn't even dare to look her in the eye.

When she came to her senses, she realized that every path Nan Zheng had just walked on was surrounded by dinosaurs and their humanoid bodies, one after another, too many to count.

Although it was just being blown in the head like whack-a-mole, the groans of each person lying on the ground clutching their heads were enough to send chills down your spine.

There were quite a few dead and maimed in the new guild, and since Fatty Pig was the first to be hacked to death, they could only be chased and hacked all the way.

Hung Hing, on the other hand, had mostly wounded men.

"Send all the injured to the hospital, and break the legs of all the New Star henchmen lying on the ground. I'll make Four-Eyed Dragon pay all the medical bills until he goes bankrupt!" Nan Zheng cursed as she lit a cigarette.

After hitting dozens of moles, I finally calmed down a lot.

He weighed the baseball bat in his hand again: "How come this thing is so durable?"

Nan Zheng only realized it was semi-solid after giving it a slight squeeze; she had been so focused on venting her anger that she hadn't noticed.

No wonder those idiots couldn't get up after being hit on the head; they were fucking whack-a-mole.

"If there are too many people, we'll take a taxi. I'm throwing money around tonight."

"Sweep this street clean, and then plant my Hung Hing flag on it!" Nan Zheng exhaled a cloud of smoke, swept the area, and then cursed.
"Even the bosses don't play the game anymore. Is that dinosaur guy dead?"

"They still haven't shown up."

"Boss, with your imposing presence, would he dare to come out?" Big Foot walked over, beaming.
"One person can take on at least twenty! Even a real Tyrannosaurus Rex wouldn't dare to come here!"

"Useless piece of trash, get out of here." Nan Zheng told Scarface to drive the Chevrolet back, got in, and drove off.

The fighting is almost over, now it's just a matter of the police cleaning up the mess.

If they can't control people, then they can't control the land either.

Back at the nightclub, Nan Zheng immediately called Wang Jianguo.

“Boss, I had someone go to the nearest bar in Wan Chai and asked. They said Chen Yaoqing has been drinking at the bar the whole time and hasn’t gone out. He’s still there right now.”

"So, it wasn't this bastard who did it?" Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow, her fierce aura spreading outwards.

"You didn't even avenge your two sworn brothers when they got into trouble? I fucking hate people like that who have no sense of loyalty! Go and kill him right now."

"Okay," Wang Jianguo said, hanging up the phone, feeling sorry for Chen Yaoqing.

He gets killed whether he seeks revenge or not... Chen Yaoqing is just born to be killed.

Back in the office, Nan Zheng called everyone together, and it took almost an hour for everyone to arrive.

Gao Jin and the others looked at the pile of cash on the table, and their breathing became rapid.

Having just experienced a shock, Shan Ying was now stunned again, feeling somewhat breathless.

She had never seen so much money in her life.

It must be densely packed, at least several million, right?
"Some brothers were injured or died tonight. Distribute all the money. Give me three times the amount for medical expenses and resettlement allowance."

"First, hold the line. If any of the Xinji or other gangs try to cause trouble, kick them all out and break their arms and legs."

"I want them to come in alive and leave crippled, and I want them to lose so much money they're bankrupt!" Nan Zheng gave the order, and everyone immediately nodded.

"No problem, leave it to me." "If anyone dares to make a move here, I guarantee I'll make them live like human pigs for life." Nan Zheng sat on the sofa, glanced at the banknotes, and then pointed at the crowd.

"If anyone doesn't know what a human pig is, I can explain it to you."

"No limbs, eyes gouged out, mouth, ears and eyes sewn on, all food and drink are supplied through a tube inserted into the anus," Shan Ying blurted out, and everyone looked at her.

“Well, that’s what you call a cultured person,” Nan Zheng said, turning her head and smiling.
"I hope you are all honest people."

"Don't worry, we're all honest people!" Big Feet and the others said in unison.

Nan Zheng was already holding back her anger tonight; if she were to engage in embezzlement here, she would definitely be doomed.

However, Nan Zheng's meaning is very clear: she doesn't want anyone to die so quickly.

Everyone knows what kind of personality the big shots have, so the smaller ones wouldn't be foolish enough to offer themselves up as role models.

"Anyway, tonight it all depends on fighting. Tsim Sha Tsui is not the same as Tsim Sha Tsui East. It's richer than Causeway Bay, and there are more local thugs there."

All I need is for you to hold on.

If we can't hold this position, you'll all have to go to the sea and feed the sharks.

"We'll talk about the rest later. That dinosaur guy will definitely come to me for a talk," Nan Zheng added.

"Are there enough men in Tsim Sha Tsui?" Gao Jin asked. Nan Zheng had been recruiting soldiers recently, with more than 3,000 men under his command, but in reality, less than 800 were capable of fighting. Tonight, he had brought them all over.

Another group consists of Wah-Dee and Wong Kin-Kwan, specifically from Tsz Wan Shan, Tuen Mun, and Kowloon City.

I heard that they called for help, and within half an hour, they all arrived.

This is the advantage of having someone on your side as the person in charge.

That's why the new dinosaur didn't show up; otherwise, they would have had to fight it out.

"Wouldn't it be better if there were? I'm fucking worried about not being able to find the gunman behind my assassination attempt." Nan Zheng scoffed, not taking the matter seriously at all.

He was just waiting for someone to crawl in.

In this world, people rely on their guts to make a living; it all depends on whether anyone dares to mess with Nan Zheng.

The money was quickly distributed, with Gao Jin receiving the most, as he had contributed the most and had worked the hardest, earning a full two million.

Xiahou Wu received 500,000, while Big Foot Scarface Shan Ying and some others received 200,000 to 300,000.

The rest was all resettlement allowance.

Ah Wu didn't move, and didn't even come out, because more than 300 people had to guard Tsim Sha Tsui.

Wang Jianguo returned early the next morning, but he did not kill Chen Yaoqing.

"That bastard ran away last night, I don't know where he went, I came up empty-handed."

"what happened?"

"It should have been around the time you set up shop in Tsim Sha Tsui. I had just arrived in Wan Chai and was afraid that the people from Sun Kee would recognize me, so I bribed one of my underlings to investigate."

"I couldn't get through to you on the phone afterwards, I guess you were in the middle of a fight... You only answered the phone half an hour later, I guess Chen Yaoqing knew you were involved and was afraid he would get caught in the crossfire, so he ran away." Wang Jianguo thought for a moment and said.

He only thought of Chen Yaoqing as a sworn brother of Axe Jun, and did not suspect that Chen Yaoqing had sent a gunman to assassinate him.

Nan Zheng did have her suspicions, but lacking evidence, she wanted to strike first.

However, that bastard managed to get away.

"So what if he ran away? It doesn't matter. Just have someone keep an eye on his base." Nan Zheng said directly.

"As soon as you see him come back, just kill him without hesitation."

"You suspect that he sent the gunman?" Wang Jianguo finally came to his senses.

"Otherwise what?" Nan Zheng sneered.

"If it weren't for the fact that Chen Yaoqing's territory isn't in Yau Tsim Mong, I would have chopped him down last night as a sacrifice."

Even Haolong's side is investigating, but they called to say they haven't found any information.

It will take a few more days.

Lian Haolong is even more anxious than Nan Zheng now, after all, the mastermind behind the assassination raided his territory, which is practically like taking action on his doorstep.

Nan Zheng finally got to vent her anger, but Lian Haolong had been holding it in with nowhere to vent.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, so angry that I couldn't sleep.

"Since he's run away, let's leave him alone for now. Go and send someone to keep an eye on Lian Haodong. I need to know his every move during this time," Nan Zheng said. He hadn't forgotten about Zhongyixin's plan to sell and collect the goods.

Wang Jianguo nodded: "No problem."

Wang Jianguo left a moment later, and less than ten minutes later, A Wu came in: "Boss, that dinosaur from Xinji invites you to have tea."

"Where?" Nan Zheng asked.

“A mahjong parlor on Shanghai Street in Yau Tsim Mong.”

"Damn! Is he that cowardly?" Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, a hint of sarcasm flashing across her lips.

Shanghai Street was the territory of Wo Luen Shing Kwan Tsai-sum, and it was also known as Police Station Street.

Because the Yau Ma Tei Police Station is located there.

“Tell him I’m going.” Nan Zheng thought for a moment and then said, “This time, only those with gun licenses will go; no one else will be there.”

"Okay." A-Wu nodded.

Nan Zheng thought about it again and realized that she hadn't originally intended to kill the dinosaur.

I never expected him to be so timid...

Should we just kill him?

Anyway, Wang Jianguo and his gang all have certificates. They can kill the person in advance, then frame the dinosaur with a Black Star gun, and then get out of trouble by going to court.

But after thinking about it carefully, I decided against it.

Nan Zheng is now being watched by many police officers, especially since the negotiation location is right next to the police station. He's too lazy to ask for money or his life.

Besides, we still have to keep an eye on Lian Haolong's side, so there's no need to jeopardize something worth tens of millions over two streets.

This is impossible to calculate.

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng took a nap before heading to Shanghai Street.

But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He then asked He Min to help him relieve the pressure. Nearly two hours later, he finally arrived at the mahjong parlor.

There's a restaurant across the street, a police station to the east, and several uniformed soldiers patrolling to the west.

I don't know if they were from the police station or the mobile unit.

"Damn it, dinosaur, you're such a coward, what are you doing out here? You might as well go home and eat shit." Nan Zheng sneered as soon as she entered.

"Why come all the way to Yau Ma Tei when the territory is in Tsim Sha Tsui? How can you be a boss?"

“I know who you are. If I talk to you in Tsim Sha Tsui, I’m afraid I won’t survive.” Dinosaur’s face was gloomy, and then he pointed to Nan Zheng, who was sitting down.

"However, I will also tell you the truth: I know about the assassination attempt on you last night, but it was not me who did it."

"I was playing mahjong with my sworn brother at that time, and I haven't gone back since."

"Where the hell did you get these sworn brothers?" Nan Zheng said with a mocking look.

"Your New Bureau is a real wasteland! All those leaders have sworn brothers. Are you after someone's wife or daughter? So you can kill your sworn brothers and have your way with them?"

Just then, a man with an arrogant expression walked out of the restroom and sneered, "Hung Hing's 'Jing Zheng,' the Tai Sui of Tsim Sha Tsui, whoever he targets is like offending Tai Sui, unable to eat or drink well... Tsk tsk, seeing it today, it's indeed true to his reputation."

"This is my sworn brother, Big D, the head of the entire Tsuen Wan syndicate," Dinosaur immediately said, as if he had found a powerful backer.

"Trying to fool me with a flush? Everyone has a flush!" Nan Zheng raised her hand and overturned the table.

The long-haired guy next to Big D pressed down on the table with one hand, then smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, Brother Dinosaur didn't mean that. He was just giving a brief introduction."

"Dinosaur, you're getting more and more useless. Don't you know that only good-for-nothings talk nonsense? Even the person in charge talks nonsense. If I were you, I would have jumped into the sea in Victoria long ago."

"I'm too ashamed to show my face!" Nan Zheng said jokingly, while Dinosaur's face was extremely ugly.

There was no rebuttal.

Because what he said was indeed the truth.

Big D sat opposite Nan Zheng, then crossed his legs and asked arrogantly, "Liang Zheng, I'm curious, you've always been so arrogant and reckless, aren't you afraid of getting killed?"

"Who can kill me? Who's worthy?" Nan Zheng pointed at the dinosaur and Big D, her expression contemptuous.

"This year alone, I've drowned nearly twenty gunmen who tried to kill me! Who else has that kind of ability? Can you do it? Or is it you?"

"I'm not trying to criticize you... what I mean is that everyone here is trash."

(End of this chapter)