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

Chapter 275 "264" Pretending to be a Couple

"Wow, you haven't called me in so long, and now the first thing you do is ask if I'm dead? Can't you have any humanity at all?" Liang Kun's cursing voice immediately came from the phone.

His voice was still so hoarse.

But she sounds like she's in a pretty good mood.

"I was just asking, and I'm glad to hear you're alright," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"Nonsense, if I were in trouble, would this call even go through?" Liang Kun picked at his ear.

"Speak, what do you want from me?"

Previously, Liang Kun's phone was unreachable, but later Xiao Fu took over the task.

That's how I got the new number.

Nowadays, apart from Nan Zheng, probably not many people know about this.

Many people in Hung Hing also believed that Leung Kwan had died in Cambodia.

After all, Southeast Asia is currently experiencing numerous rebellions and wars of varying sizes in its various small countries, making it far from chaotic.

Especially from Vietnam, how many refugees have poured into Hong Kong Island in recent years?
It's normal to have this thought.

"Brother Kun, you really are the same as before, like a tapeworm in my stomach, knowing everything perfectly well," Nan Zheng said with a smile.

"This isn't a tapeworm. Don't you even bother to ask around and find out how much trouble you've gotten yourself into in Southeast Asia lately?" Liang Kun said with a sneer.

"If I didn't know and didn't get a heads-up, I'd be a dead man!"

"Is there still this matter?"

"So now Liang Zheng is Mr. Nan, and a very busy person!" Liang Kun laughed.

In reality, Nan Zheng didn't pay any attention to these things.

"The reason I came to see you today is simple: do you know Khun Sa?" Nan Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to the rumors in the underworld; he was already used to it anyway.

They've always been this awesome; when have they ever been surpassed by anyone else?
"Khun Sa? Which one in the Golden Triangle?" Liang Kun asked suspiciously.

"Correct."

"I know, that bastard is even more heartless than me, selling piglets." Liang Kun leaned back on the sofa and said calmly.

"I've seen him a few times before at the mahjong table. He was carrying a dragon-headed cane, had a mustache... He was about 1.56 meters tall, anyway, short and sleazy, and his various fetishes were creepy."

"You're going to take him down now? Good for you! I can't stand this kind of idiot."

"It's nothing serious, I just wanted to ask him where he likes to go, how many people are in his family, and if he stays at this address tonight, that's all..." Nan Zheng fiddled with her fingernails.

Upon hearing this, Liang Kun immediately understood what was going on.

After thinking about it for a moment, I was also taken aback.

Could this scoundrel have already gone to the Golden Triangle to collect Khun Sa (a type of drug)?

Liang Kun knew very well that although Nan Zheng had been openly and secretly fighting with the gangsters over the past few years, she had also offended many big shots in the Golden Triangle.

After all, he only killed small-scale dealers.

Where do bulk goods usually go? The Golden Triangle, of course!
If you sell all of these loose goods, then the other party will essentially lose all their customers. Who wouldn't be angry in that situation?

That's all money!

"I heard Khun Sa likes to go to Masa Nightclub." Young Kun thought for a moment, then added:
"But the place I went with him before was the Night Phoenix Nightclub..."

As for where he really likes to go, I have no idea.

"I'm not his girlfriend, and I'm not his outlet for his sexual desires every day. Why should I care so much?"

"Okay." Nan Zheng nodded after thinking for a moment.

He now understood that Martha's nightclub was a den of cannibals, and going there would mean certain death.

The facts are now clear: the Night Phoenix nightclub was Khun Sa's stronghold or a place he frequented.

"When are you coming to see me after you've taken care of all this?" Liang Kun asked hoarsely.

"I'm in Cambodia now, drinking and flirting with the top leader every day. I'm living the high life. If you ever have any problems you can't solve, come here. You can even treat it as a vacation! I guarantee no one will mess with you."

"You paid quite a bit of protection money, didn't you?" Nan Zheng asked, lighting a cigarette.

Liang Kun was stunned for a moment.

Then burst into laughter.

"Liangzheng, you're still so damn smart, I really admire you!"

"If you weren't Mr. Nan now, I'd really like to ask you to come and help me..."

“I’ve already secured all the business deals in Phnom Penh. I’ll pay them 30% every month, not including taxes. What do you say?” Liang Kun said with a wicked grin.

"Then you'll be rich! You can make money just by lying down," Nan Zheng said casually.

Cambodia hasn't even secured its own stability yet, so where does the tax revenue come from?

To put it bluntly, it means you have to make connections everywhere, regardless of how many factions exist in the area.

This is called taxation.

Thinking about it this way... it's not hard to understand why Liang Kun was able to gain a foothold in Cambodia.

Everyone who meets him treats him like a generous benefactor; who wouldn't like him?
After hanging up the phone, Nan Zheng pondered for a moment, then sneered, "This Khun Sa is really damn cautious. Playing cards and mahjong with a bunch of colleagues, and he still calls it Masa Nightclub?"

"Damn! Looks like he's offended quite a few people; everyone wants to get rid of him."

It doesn't matter, if others can't do it, then Nan Zheng will reluctantly do it to rid the people of this scourge.

Otherwise, wouldn't I have come for nothing?
This area may not be considered rich, but it's certainly not poor either.

Of course, this refers to Khun Sa.

Add to that all sorts of shady and illegal industries, and this bastard must be really rich.

Nan Zheng is now in high spirits.

Half an hour later, Tian Yangzhi had finished the distribution task.

It has been confirmed that the snakehead is one of Khun Sa's men.

Because militia members also have similar tattoos.

Thinking about this, Nan Zheng could already confirm that Khun Sa himself was afraid that some of his own people wanted to kill him! That's why he went to all these fancy tricks.

This bastard is no ordinary villain either.

If Nan Zheng hadn't been so fine, she would have really fallen for his trick.

……

That evening, Khun Sa received news that one of his militiamen had gone missing.

"What happened?" Khun Sa asked.

Song guessed for a moment and then said, "Maybe they forgot to report it. The Golden Triangle has been in a lot of chaos lately, and our people have been on high alert, working through the night for quite a few hours."

"Reporting is the simplest thing, but it's also the easiest thing to overlook."

"Quickly send someone to check. If they forgot to report it, make them report it immediately," Khun Sa instructed after thinking for a moment.

Despite their seemingly uncouth nature, warlords were actually very disciplined.

For example, even militia members have to follow the rules of the military.

The most important thing is to be wary of a mole within the organization.

After all, even the military has its share of mutinies these days, let alone the militia.

Therefore, Khun Sa would not underestimate a simple reporting situation.

Of course, he never imagined that Nan Zheng had already arrived in the Golden Triangle.

After all, the other party had just caused quite a bit of trouble in Thailand.

"Okay, I'll go get it done right now." Songchai nodded and picked up his mobile phone.

A moment later, Songchai returned from the toilet and said directly:

"Master Sha, our men said they encountered a group of people during the day, seemingly led by mercenaries, and the leader was speaking Cantonese..."

"Hmm?" Khun Sa turned his head suspiciously.

“I suspect it’s Liang Zheng,” Songchai said directly. They hadn’t actually seen Nan Zheng’s face, but they had been dealing with her all along, so their first thought was that it was her. “Liang Zheng? Does he really dare to come here? Songchai, do you think so?” Khun Sa jokingly picked up his glass and took a sip.

"I think he dares! Liang Zheng is notoriously audacious and petty..."

“If he really knows it was us, he might come in person, or he might send someone to assassinate us,” Songchai said, expressing his speculation.

"That's interesting. If he really comes, then my days are going to be quite interesting." Khun Sa grinned maliciously.

He then added, "Go and investigate, see where they came from."

“Okay.” Songchai didn’t dare to delay and immediately got up to do it.

This is their sphere of influence; they're investigating a group of outsiders.

That's still quite easy.

……

Nan Zheng, arm in arm with Li Xinxin, swaggered into the nightclub. As soon as they opened the door, they saw many Asian men in suits drinking, as well as some white men.

Although the Golden Triangle is chaotic, it is also a place where people can make a fortune.

Therefore, there is never a shortage of all kinds of people.

Of course, this entertainment venue is considered high-end, otherwise they wouldn't be gathering here.

"Tonight we'll pretend to be a couple and have some fun." Nan Zheng said, a cigarette dangling from her lips, her expression arrogant and her demeanor unrestrained.

Li Xinxin was a little reserved: "Mr. Nan, I know exactly why you're here."

“I overheard some of the phone calls you made before.”

"Hearing is one thing, doing is another," Nan Zheng said lazily.

"Who knows if the other person is even there? After all, it's just like a blind person wandering around blindly."

Then they called the waiter over.

Tell Li Xinxin to arrange a private room.

Just then, Somchai was about to contact his men to investigate when he suddenly saw a young man in a black suit with a woman in a red dress on his arm, about to go upstairs...

"Liang Zheng?" Song Cai's scalp tingled with shock.

I took another closer look.

That's right, it's this guy who fell down!
In just a moment, Khun Sa was filled with murderous intent and fear, and quickly ran back into the private room.

He genuinely didn't expect the other party to actually come; it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid.

Everyone knows how famous Liang Zheng is.

Songchai is a cunning man! He won't assume that Nan Zheng has no backup plan just because he saw that Nan Zheng only brought one woman into Night Phoenix.

Nan Zheng had only just stepped onto the stairs when she keenly sensed the murderous aura. She instinctively turned her head and immediately saw a figure hurriedly running into a private room in the corner of the hall.

He immediately broke into a broad smile: "Tsk tsk, I've found you!"

"What?" Li Xinxin was stunned.

However, Nan Zheng did not answer. Instead, she pulled out her gun and rushed over.

"Master Sha, Master Sha! Something terrible has happened! Liang Zheng is here! Liang Zheng is really here!" Song Cai shouted as he rushed into the private room, his soul leaving his body.

Khun Sa was also startled: "What?"

"He's at the Night Phoenix Nightclub! He's right here! I saw him go up to the second floor with my own eyes..."

However, before Song Cai could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his back and fell headfirst into the hole.

Then you can see the entire large shoe print on Somchai's white shirt.

Khun Sa looked up and immediately saw a smiling man pointing a gun at him.

I was so shocked that my liver and gallbladder were ruptured.

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Khun Sa, I didn't expect you to actually be here..." Nan Zheng glanced around again and said teasingly:
"You only bring two people with you when you go drinking? Are you really not afraid I'll fucking kill you?!"

“Liang Zheng.” Kun Sha gritted his teeth. Although he had never met her, he could tell from Song Chai and Nan Zheng’s tone that she was beautiful.

The reason Songchai knew about Nan Zheng was simple: it was because the murderous aura emanating from him was too obvious, exactly as his subordinates had reported.

After all, do drug lords like them need any obvious distinguishing features to carry out their operations?

No evidence is needed.

That's enough.

What's more, the place is full of Asian faces, most of them dark-skinned, and Songchai happened to hear Nan Zheng and Li Xinxin speaking Cantonese...

Even a fucking idiot could guess that.

But Songchai really didn't expect that this bastard wouldn't go upstairs, but instead followed behind him.

Careless.

Nan Zheng was also surprised that Khun Sa was actually hiding in Night Phoenix, and that he was easier to find than she had imagined.

This was originally his territory, so naturally he wouldn't hide anything.

"Liang Zheng, you can't kill me! If you kill me, you'll never be able to leave here!" Seeing Nan Zheng quickly cock her pistol, Kun Sha was terrified.

"I didn't mean to kill you, don't worry..." Nan Zheng smiled and told Li Xinxin to close the door, then shot Song Cai in the scrotum.

Suddenly, everything fell apart.

Then three or four more shots hit Khun Sa in the calf, causing him to kneel down.

Two screams rang out simultaneously, echoing throughout the private room.

Nan Zheng felt that the song was exceptionally beautiful.

Even though Li Xinxin had seen it once before, seeing it in person still made her face turn pale.

"You promised you wouldn't kill me!" Khun Sa screamed, clutching his wound.

“I did say I wouldn’t kill you, but I never said I wouldn’t hit you… you fool.” Nan Zheng laughed, and fired a few more shots into Kun Sha’s arm.

He didn't even have a place to cover his wound.

Even if there is bleeding, you can only watch helplessly.

He then threw the pistol into Li Xinxin's hands, grabbed her arms, and pointed the gun at Khun Sa: "Come on, I won't do him, you do him!"

"Ah?" Li Xinxin panicked and screamed in fright.

“We’re here to keep our word! If we say we won’t kill him, we won’t. But you’re not in this business, so you don’t need to keep your word…” Nan Zheng stared at Kun Sha with a smile.

Khun Sa felt that this bastard was like a devil, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Liangzheng, let's talk this out. I'll give you anything you want, just don't kill me..."

At this moment, Khun Sa begged for mercy with all his might; he was truly terrified.

Because he had never seen such a ruthless and crazy person as this young man in front of him.

This bastard is using himself as a target to practice his shooting skills on his girlfriend!

"I...I dare not..." Li Xinxin's hand holding the gun was trembling, and her legs were weak.

"No problem, you'll get used to it after firing a few more shots," Nan Zheng chuckled softly, like a devil's whisper.

"What, is it because this level is higher, so the pressure is greater and you can't fire your gun?"

"Easy! There's another one right next to it."

Li Xinxin was about to explain that this wasn't the reason, but as soon as she turned her head, Nan Zheng used brute force to move the gun muzzle and point it at Song Cai, who was pale and terrified.

Bang bang bang!

A burst of bullets was fired, and every shot hit the head.

Fresh blood splattered all over the ground.

He even shot Khun Sa in the face.

"what"

(End of this chapter)