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

Chapter 281 "270" Lunar New Year's Eve wasn't nearly as lively as it is now.

"Sir, the man has arrived." The bald man and several gunmen dragged a man covered in plaster casts out of the basement.

It was thrown directly at the soldier's feet.

The officer looked him over carefully and confirmed that it was indeed Khun Sa, but he was in a very sorry state. Compared to the drug lord of yesteryear, he was now in a sorry and disheveled state.

"Brother Sha, long time no see?" The military officer smiled, but his eyes revealed a fierce glint, with no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.

He has already decided to kill Khun Sa.

Only when Khun Sa is dead can he take over Khun Sa's territory and everything.

And those beautiful wives...

Of course, now is not the time; the general still needs to get something from Khun Sa.

"Tell me, where is that hundred million US dollars? Is it in the basement?" the officer said slowly.

"If you tell me, you were my boss before, so I'll definitely save you... But if you don't tell me, then you can't blame me."

Even if I can't do anything to you, Zuo Shandiao and Leng Yan won't let you off the hook.

After all, you fought against them for so many years, the competition was fierce.

It's already a fight to the death.

"I'm here today to save you! But the most important thing is sincerity. Without sincerity, how can I save you?" The soldier's words were all about the one hundred million US dollars.

Khun Sa stammered and didn't know what he was saying at all; all that could be seen was that he was filled with fear.

The officer frowned immediately.

"Sha-ye, you weren't always like this! Can't you talk things out?"

Khun Sa continued to stammer, gesturing wildly with his hands and feet.

The soldier was so angry that he kicked him.

"Fuck you!"

"Wait..." Zuo Shandiao suddenly spoke up, stopping the irritable and easily angered military officer. He then stepped forward and pried open Kunsha's mouth.

The next moment, everyone gasped.

Because Khun Sa's tongue was pulled out.

"What's going on?" The soldier's expression changed, and he immediately turned to look at the bald man.

The bald man was also frightened, because Khun Sa not only lost his tongue, but also had all his teeth pried off. He subconsciously said, "I don't know either. I pulled him up from the basement and he didn't say anything... He only gestured a couple of times when he saw you, sir."

"I'm a little surprised, after all, Sha used to be the most talkative."

Now everyone knows why Khun Sa stopped talking.

His mother couldn't say.

Khun Sa continued gesturing, and the soldier, enraged, kicked him again, cursing, "What the hell are you trying to say?!"

"He's saying there's an ambush here." Suddenly, a voice came from outside.

Khun Sa's eyes lit up immediately.

"Who's speaking?" The officer asked, somewhat surprised, before turning to look at the man.

The one who spoke just now was a woman.

However, there were no women here.

"Sir, over here!" The voice came again.

This time they saw it.

A figure in a white dress was faintly visible on the rooftop across the street.

There was hardly any light around, so it took a lot of effort to find it even with the naked eye.

However, the moment the soldier saw the other party, his pupils immediately contracted.

"It's actually you?"

“It’s me, didn’t expect that, did you?” Myna said with a smile.

Even Leng Yan and Zuo Shandiao's expressions changed.

Before they could do anything, the gunmen lying in ambush nearby immediately raised their guns and aimed them at them.

"Fire!" Mina gave the order, and all the gunmen immediately opened fire.

"Eight-faced Buddha, what the hell!" The soldier kicked the bald man in front of him over, then scrambled to grab Khun Sa and use him as a shield, cursing as he ran to the back of the car to block bullets.

However, no matter how quickly they reacted, Mina was prepared and caught them off guard.

More than a dozen of these local bullies were immediately killed or injured.

The rest scattered in panic, pulling out their weapons to fight against the Eight-Faced Buddha's men.

Leng Yan and Zuo Shan Diao finally hid behind a large rock, their foreheads covered in cold sweat after surviving the ordeal.

Zuo Shandiao was grazed on the shoulder by a bullet, but was not seriously injured.

Leng Yan wasn't so lucky; he was shot directly in the chest.

The heart is just a few centimeters away.

The wound is bleeding profusely.

"Damn it!" Zuo Shandiao couldn't help but curse, "I should have known that Baldy was unreliable. If I had known it would be like this, I should have left earlier."

"Then why didn't you leave earlier? What's the use of saying this after the event!" Leng Yan said irritably, clutching his wound as he pulled out his gun and fired.

They were all there for the US dollars.

I had anticipated this.

However, their vigilance was only at the beginning. Later, when they arrived around the basement and saw Khun Sa again, and seeing that nothing seemed amiss, they relaxed considerably...

But it was precisely because of this time difference that they unknowingly made a misjudgment.

Mina didn't start fighting at first because she was checking if the other side had any ambushes besides the hundreds of gunmen.

They only took action after that.

The timing was actually just right.

"Damn it, kill them all!" Zuo Shandiao roared, raising his head. Bullets clattered against the back of the rock, startling him so much that he immediately ducked down.

Then he glanced at Leng Yan, whose face was pale:

"Damn it! Are you alright?"

"Don't worry, he's definitely not going to die yet," Leng Yan said through gritted teeth.

"Get me some people right now! I'm going to capture the Eight-Faced Buddha's daughter tonight and use her as my sex slave to heal my wounds!"

"You have to wait in line, I'll go first!" Zuo Shandiao cursed as he pulled out his gun and shot down two gunmen in the bushes, then pulled out his mobile phone to make a call.

They are local bigwigs, and with just one phone call, backup can arrive quickly.

The key question is whether we can hold out until reinforcements arrive.

After all, Myna brought over two hundred gunmen, and even a squad of mercenaries...

They were caught completely off guard.

Let alone how we'll survive this.

……

When Nan Zheng arrived at another rooftop, she could see the alleyway battles and street fighting below. People were fighting and shooting at each other everywhere. Flames were shooting into the sky, and many vehicles had been blown up, billowing thick black smoke.

Scattered lights are illuminating the early morning night in the Golden Triangle.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks just like New Year's Eve, it's really lively." Nan Zheng leaned against the parapet wall and said with great interest.

“New Year’s Eve isn’t nearly as lively as it is now,” Tian Yangsheng said with a laugh.

“I saw it first thing this morning; the Mina mercenaries were equipped with quite a few heavy weapons, such as RPGs and mortars…”

"These things were used in World War II, and now they're all being brought out."

"Wow, is it really such a big event?" Nan Zheng exclaimed in amazement.

"Who knows? This place is a no-man's land anyway. If gunfights don't have a no-man's land style, then what's the point of calling it the no-man's land of the Golden Triangle?" Tian Yangsheng asked with a smile.

Nan Zheng shrugged.

However, at this moment, I didn't see Myna having anyone use these things.

It seems like they're using it as a trump card.

After all, nobody knows if the military leaders might mobilize a large force at any time. That's when the RPG will come in handy.

Its main function is deterrence.

After all, these guys, including the military officer, are the local bigwigs, and there are three or four of them gathered together. With just one phone call, they can summon hundreds of people at any time.

And they were all hired guns.

If they succeed, then it will be the Eight-Faced Buddha's people who will be surrounded and ambushed.

Therefore, RPGs are designed to intimidate these reinforcements and make them retreat in the face of difficulties.

To put it bluntly, whether they are gangsters or warlord soldiers, they all have one thing in common—why risk your life for a few thousand dollars a month?

The boss is dying, so you'll be the boss now.

This is all about gambling on human nature.

"Is this the warlord war in the Golden Triangle?" Li Xinxin muttered to herself.

The surrounding three or four streets were filled with the flashes of gunfire from various weapons.

Some were even fighting while running.

The initial impact from the basement has already begun to spread and radiate to the surrounding area.

They are all human beings, after all. As long as they are not trapped to death, they will definitely be separated.

Outnumbered, we have no choice but to fight YJ.

These warlord soldiers in the Golden Triangle all bear the resemblance to the veterans from the north.

This style of play is all too familiar.

However, in the face of absolute power, all of that is in vain.

Whoosh!
Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the rooftop two hundred meters away, followed by a cloud of mist rising into the air and then exploding directly into the crowd like a meteorite.

In just a moment, several unlucky people were blasted into the air.

One of them turned into a blood mist.

Upon closer inspection, Nan Zheng realized it was indeed the military officer.

He had just used Khun Sa as a shield to run away, but not long after, he was blown to pieces by an RPG.

Li Xinxin's face turned pale as she looked at it.

Even from a great distance, Nan Zheng could still hear the loud laughter coming from the rooftop across the street.

"It's Shali, that guy is carrying a rocket launcher and laughing out loud," Tian Yangsheng muttered.

Nan Zheng glanced at him sideways and said, "This guy is definitely a lunatic."

"I don't understand how someone as shrewd as Eight-Faced Buddha could have such an idiot as a son."

"Seven parts shrewdness, the remaining three parts are left to descendants... Eight-faced Buddha was too shrewd and calculating, which is why his son is so cruel and bloodthirsty, without any humanity." Tian Yangsheng knew some of this.

“Even Myna is very resentful of the Eight-Faced Buddha and even wants to get rid of him… To put it bluntly, although her daughter is smart, she has a very strong and unruly personality.”

"He had a son and a daughter, but neither of them resembled the Eight-Faced Buddha."

"You know all this? Are you a tapeworm of the Eight-Faced Buddha?" Nan Zheng sneered.

"Just make a phone call and you'll find out. I've had quite a few big spenders here before," Tian Yangsheng said calmly.

However, Tian Yangsheng was right; the character Myna in the story really is a traitor.

She partnered with her husband to run the Eight-Faced Buddha business.

However, the Eight-Faced Buddha was still cunning and used a substitute to avert disaster.

Otherwise, this idiot won't live long.

Hundreds of gunmen are fighting each other. What was originally just a small area has now spread to eight or nine surrounding streets, with gunfire everywhere.

Nan Zheng could also see several people on the street below, their blood mist coming out of their mouths.

I don't know whose side they are.

However, the more this is the case, the more it proves that it's almost over.

The larger the area, the harder it is to manage; in the end, the one with more people will win.

"Alright, that's enough looking." Nan Zheng lit a cigarette, clapped her hands, and prepared to go downstairs.

As they walked, he said, "Let's see how things go later, and then we'll go check out the Eight-Faced Buddha's lair."

"You know the address of his hideout?" Tian Yangsheng asked, somewhat surprised.

“The address Myna gave me,” Nan Zheng said casually.

"Anyway, I'm going to her house, so it's not a bad idea to stop by the Eight-Faced Buddha's lair on the way."

Nan Zheng remembered that the Eight-Faced Buddha still owed her 500 million US dollars.

Especially since he drives a DC (Digital Currency) car, he is particularly sensitive to interest rates.

Based on the number of nails, it's estimated that the Eight-Faced Buddha must owe him eight or nine hundred million by now.

Okay, let's wait a few more days, then we'll make him pay back the principal and interest of 1 billion.

The richest place in the Golden Triangle is that of the Eight-Faced Buddha. He should have the money to pay back the debts, right?

Refusing to repay money means you look down on yourself, and looking down on yourself means you want to get rid of yourself.

Trying to kill yourself... This is outrageous!
Nan Zheng is already thinking about how to get rid of the Eight-Faced Buddha.

He was acting in self-defense.

……

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a grand scene, and quite bloody indeed."

After finishing her late-night snack, Nan Zheng, toothpick in her mouth, arrived at the scene of the brawl.

All along the way were various dismembered limbs, and blood had spread into the sewers.

At this moment, there are still quite a few people from Mina who are finishing up and cleaning up the area.

However, no matter how many people there are, it's impossible to handle it in a short time.

Too many gunmen have been shot dead.

Some even died in the trees, riddled with bullets, only to be propped up by a swaying branch to prevent them from falling.

I don't know how I got up there.

"Mr. Nan, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?" Myna suddenly walked out from a nearby stall, exuding confidence and looking very excited and in a great mood.

Clearly, this time she became famous overnight.

I've already gotten what I wanted.

"I can't help it, I slept too much during the day, so I can't fall asleep now."

"I just happened to hear the firecrackers, and since it's Chinese New Year, I came over to check it out." Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Myna smiled and said, "You're here just in time. Let me introduce you to these guests."

Then he snapped his fingers.

Several gunmen dragged the three bodies over.

"The one who turned into a piece of meat was called General Jun, Khun Sa's second-in-command. Now he's dead too."

"This guy is called Zuo Shandiao. In this area, besides Khun Sa, he's the strongest. He got his head blown off..."

"This guy is called Cold Eyes. He has the most weapons, but he was shot through the heart and lost too much blood..."

"Tonight, I've uprooted all the local bullies, big and small, in this area," Myna said, her eyes revealing ambition.

"At this very moment, my brother is already on his way to raid their stronghold."

"I believe it won't be long before I can swallow up all their businesses."

"Even if there isn't any, it's at least half."

"Then congratulations, Miss Mina! You've achieved instant success and become famous overnight." Nan Zheng clapped her hands with a smile, but didn't seem to offer much congratulations.

It was just a polite remark.

Myna naturally understood this as well, since Nan Zheng, though young, had experienced everything that was necessary.

He still didn't care about these things.

The scene is too small.

(End of this chapter)