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

Chapter 285 "274" Son-in-law Becomes Father-in-law
Soon, Nan Zheng arrived at He Min's parents' detached villa, which was in a European style.

There is a large courtyard outside, roughly half the size of a football field, with all sorts of recreational facilities.

This thing is anything but ordinary luxury.

He Min's family used to live in the wealthy Kowloon City area, but they moved to Clear Water Bay after they made a lot of money.

There are houses on Pingdingshan Mountain and halfway up the mountain.

"Dad, Mom!" After parking the car, He Min walked into the villa with a smile, carrying her bag.

Mr. and Mrs. He seemed to have known that Nan Zheng would come, and they were waiting at the door early, along with several bodyguards and servants.

The appearances of He's father and mother were similar to those in the story; the former was timid and submissive, while the latter was imposing and sat in a wheelchair.

"You're here? I haven't seen you for days. You look even more beautiful." Mother He smiled as she looked He Min up and down, then patted her arm.

Father He smiled and said, "Amin."

"Dad, Mom, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend, Nan Zheng." He Min pulled Nan Zheng over and introduced him.

The two men looked each other up and down briefly, and then Mr. He lowered his head first.

Mrs. He nodded slightly, her expression blank, then moved her wheelchair slightly: "Alright, come in and sit down."

"It's quite luxurious." Nan Zheng glanced around briefly, then casually sat down on the sofa, crossing her legs in a nonchalant manner.

"Mr. Nan, please have some tea." A Filipino maid skillfully poured tea, moved the cup in front of Nan Zheng, and spoke softly.

It's still Longjing tea.

The one that Nanzheng usually likes to drink.

"It seems someone had already told me what I wanted to drink before I even arrived," Nan Zheng said with interest.

Suddenly, I saw He Min and her parents all standing nearby, not sitting down.

He immediately raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"There's no problem." He Min glanced at her parents, suppressing a smile, then sat down next to Nan Zheng, arms crossed, and continued:

“I told them this in advance, so they definitely know what kind of tea you like.”

"I understand, I don't need to give you an award, do I?" Nan Zheng said, taking a sip of tea.

"No need, just buy me a bag."

"I recently took a liking to a new product, it's not much, just 200,000..."

"Two hundred thousand is enough to buy your life! And you're still saying this isn't much?"

"If you don't buy it, I can kill you right now," He Min whispered in Nan Zheng's ear.

She even pinched the soft flesh on her waist.

However, it didn't work.

Mr. and Mrs. He just watched from the side, without saying a word or making any sudden movements.

"Sit down, don't be shy, make yourself at home." Nan Zheng glanced at them sideways before the two slowly moved forward.

"Do you smoke?"

Nan Zheng took out a Marlboro cigarette and gestured slightly to Mr. He, who had just sat down opposite her.

Mr. He quickly waved his hand with a smile: "No need, no need, I haven't smoked for many years."

"Not smoking makes it easier to die quickly. People must cherish their bad habits!"

Nan Zheng didn't know what to say to the other person, but after thinking for a while, she gave what she thought was a satisfactory answer.

He Min was speechless.

However, what Nan Zheng said was actually true. People must have bad habits because it is a reason to live.

Otherwise, if you don't like anything, what's the point of living?
"You seem very reserved, why?" Nan Zheng lit a cigarette and smiled at He's father.

He's mother was chatting with He Min.

“This is my home, how could I possibly feel awkward…” Mr. He forced a smile.

In fact, her expression already proved everything.

Speaking of which, Nan Zheng's father and He's father have some connection.

Nan Zheng's deadbeat father swindled a lot of money from He's father.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Nan Zheng.

If Father He wants to ask me for it...

Then I'll send him to his deadbeat dad to get it.

"Don't you know what kind of person you are? Don't take advantage of my dad's honesty!" He Min suddenly shook her fist from the side.

Nan Zheng raised an eyebrow, then suddenly realized.

The name of the Tsim Sha Tsui is indeed known throughout Hong Kong Island and even Southeast Asia.

They also know better what kind of person the other is.

As for Mr. and Mrs. He, although they were not involved in the underworld, nor were they business competitors...

The crucial thing is that they are He Min's parents!
With such a local tyrant by his daughter's side, who wouldn't be afraid?
At least you won't feel like others are watching their own good cabbage being eaten by a pig.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I'm a good person. Just ask me anything! I'm the junior today, so feel free to ask." Nan Zheng patted He's father on the shoulder with a smile.

This makes Nan Zheng seem like the father-in-law.

His aura was so powerful that even businessmen couldn't help but lower their heads.

This is the oppressive feeling of grassroots rise from the bottom.

"Can we really ask anything?" Mr. He's mind raced, but he hesitated before speaking.

"Of course, Amin has been by my side for so long, how could I not give her face?"

"How many people have you killed in total?" Mr. He suddenly asked.

Nan Zheng: ? ? ?
"Are you looking for trouble? This is their first time here, and you're asking them this question?" Mrs. He turned around and scolded.

Mr. He shrank back.

He couldn't help but mutter, "It's not like I said I would speak freely."

"I don't know how many people I've killed, but if I wanted, I could have one right now," Nan Zheng said casually, taking a drag of her cigarette.

It seemed like a very small matter.

Mr. He was immediately jolted awake.

"Are you looking for death? What did I just say? How can you bully an honest person like this?" He Min couldn't help but punch Nan Zheng.

"I'm just kidding! I like to joke, and I love this harmonious family atmosphere," Nan Zheng said with a laugh.

If it were someone else, this would definitely be a joke, or even just bragging.

But what kind of person is this in front of me?
He dares to say it, and he really dares to do it.

It would be strange if an ordinary person wasn't afraid.

After chatting for a few minutes, Nan Zheng ran out of things to say and decided to go out for a walk and come back when it was time for dinner.

There's nothing I can do; he's always the one who starts the conversation.

It's as if he himself is the father-in-law.

Mr. and Mrs. He were practically treated like grandchildren, constantly being asked about their salaries, house prices, and savings...

After asking all the questions, Nan Zheng left.

Anyway, all of that combined doesn't amount to what I earn in a year.

"Boss, your in-laws seem to be quite afraid of you," Tian Yangsheng couldn't help but laugh.

“Especially your mother-in-law, she doesn’t ask anything, she insists that her husband ask… and after asking for a long time, all she gets are those nonsensical questions.”

"A strong-willed wife, that's how it is—curious and gossipy," Nan Zheng said casually.

Mother He was actually quite curious about how much money Nan Zheng had made and how she had become wealthy.

After all, he's a young man in his early twenties who owns more than a dozen companies.

Who doesn't want to gossip?
Of course, He Min didn't go into details, only saying that Nan Zheng had a large business in Tsim Sha Tsui...

But who are He's father and mother? They're all shrewd old men who've managed to survive this long.

A quick check reveals that the other party climbed the ranks step by step from the beginning of their career. The only question is their background.

The greater their fame, the more afraid they become, and naturally, they won't dare to ask any more questions.

Even if it's your own son-in-law.

……

That evening, Wang Jianguo arrived in Haojiang with twenty gunmen.

The rest of the people arrived one after another.

As soon as he landed at the dock, he grabbed his gear and drove straight to an underground casino.

"Boss, this is the underground casino run by Gao Lao Si." One of them pointed to the hotel not far away.

"The top floor is all legitimate, while the bottom floor is underground gambling."

Each guest can take the elevator to the basement levels one and two for entertainment and other services.

"You've already determined the truth?" Wang Jianguo asked the man.

"You've got it right!" The man nodded. "This is a shop that Old Gao opened just half a year ago. It caused quite a stir back then, and he invited many high-ranking officials and dignitaries, so it was very easy to investigate."

"It was done in less than half a day."

Wang Jianguo is a man who never hesitates to act; as soon as Nan Zheng made the announcement, he took action.

That's how they found a point of action overnight.

Gao Laosi's gambling den was also operating underground because it lacked a proper gambling license.

Of course, as long as you pay the foreigners enough money, you can still operate as a legitimate business.

Therefore, they generally don't try to hide it.

There are very few people causing trouble.

Because everyone knows that even if you offend He Xin, he might not take action against you, since he doesn't have the time or energy for it.

He's a very busy person.

But if you offend Gao Laosi, things might change.

He dares to beat up his own boss, so why wouldn't he dare to beat you?
Therefore, they act very ostentatiously and are not afraid of trouble from competitors or outsiders.

Upon learning that it was indeed Gao Laosi's place, Wang Jianguo didn't waste any words. He immediately had someone drive to the hotel entrance, then quickly got out of the car with his men, grabbed AKs, and rushed inside.

"Don't the hell move!" Wang Jianguo fired a burst of bullets at the ceiling, which immediately terrified the hotel staff and security guards, who instinctively covered their heads with their hands and squatted down.

They are clearly very experienced.

"Hmm, everyone's so sensible, then I'll save myself the trouble..." Wang Jianguo nodded in satisfaction, then continued:

"Tonight, we're just doing our job, not hurting anyone! But if anyone causes trouble, don't blame me for going on a killing spree and causing rivers of blood."

With another wave of his hand:
"Smash it for me!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dozen gunmen pulled out knives and clubs and rushed into the hotel, smashing and looting it.

Smash everything you see.

Then Wang Jianguo sent half of his men in two groups to smash up the casino.

Same old rule as before: hands behind head, no beating; anyone who resists, kill them outright.

Clap clap clap clap!
Bang bang bang!

Soon, the sound of gunfire could be heard from the basement level, as if a firefight was taking place.

However, Wang Jianguo didn't seem to care. Instead, he sat leisurely on the sofa, crossed his legs, and smoked.

A few minutes later, a group of people took the elevator upstairs, and the leader said, "It's all done. Smash what needs to be smashed, kill what needs to be killed."

"Hmm." Wang Jianguo nodded, then cracked his neck and stood up. He then looked at the row of waiters squatting down and slowly began to speak:
"Remember this, I'm here today to avenge my good brother, Big B!"

"If Gao Laosi doesn't find out the murderer in a day, I'll smash up one of his places every day."

"Smash it until he goes bankrupt!"

Only at this moment did Wang Jianguo reveal his true purpose.

Drive the tiger to devour the wolf.

Of course, the waiters might not understand, but they will certainly relay the message truthfully.

Before long, Wang Jianguo and his men got into the car and drove off.

……

Almost simultaneously, Gao Laosi, who was playing mahjong, received news that his hotel and casino had been vandalized.

Enraged, he raised his hand and overturned the table, his entire being in a fit of extreme fury.
"Which bastard is so bold as to dare to smash up my place, Gao Lao Si's place?"

Does he not respect me at all?

"Fourth Master, we don't know who the other party is either. We just heard that they came for Big B and asked you to hand over the murderer..." Young Master Su said hurriedly.

"Big B? When the hell did I... wait! Big B?"

Just as Gao Laosi was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he suddenly came to his senses, his face full of suspicion, his mind still racing.

Why does this name sound so familiar?

Wait! People from Hung Hing?
"Was the manager of Hung Hing Casino who was taken down before called Big B?" Old Master Gao asked, looking directly at Young Master Su.

“Yes, his name is Big B.” Young Master Su nodded immediately.

Gao Laosi's face immediately darkened.

Now he understood.

The people who came to cause trouble this time were from Hung Hing, who believed he had killed Big B...

"Damn it!" Old Gao slammed his fist on the table in a fit of rage.

He even gloated when Big B was taken out.

You, Liangzheng, were so arrogant, and now someone's not giving you face. This is karma!
Now the consequences of his own mockery have come.

The key point is that it wasn't actually Gao Laosi who did it; he couldn't even beat the other side.

He felt aggrieved.

"Damn it, without any evidence or proof, what makes Liang Zheng say that I killed that bastard Da Bzai?" Gao Laosi said angrily.

Then his face contorted in pain:
"No! Could it be that someone is deliberately using Liang Zheng's name to get back at me?"

"Your goal is to make us kill each other?"

"I don't know. I heard before that Liangzheng went to Southeast Asia and hasn't come back. She may or may not be back now... I can go and check now," said Young Master Su.

"Investigate my ass!" Gao Laosi cursed.

"What you need to investigate now is the group of gunmen who came to vandalize my casino and hotel."

"Also, find out who those big-time spies from across the river are... There are two things in total. I need to get the information as soon as possible, preferably tonight."

"Did you hear me?"

"Okay, I'll go right away."

At this moment, Gao Laosi suddenly realized that Liang Zheng might have done this on purpose, just to make him investigate the death of Da B Zai.

Liang Zheng isn't stupid!
He knew very well that if he became the big boss, he would definitely steal MGM Entertainment.

After all, Gao Laosi is currently in need of a casino and cannot afford to offend Hung Hing. If he really becomes a big bastard, why not wipe him out completely?
This idea of ​​Gao Laosi came to me suddenly, and I don't know if it's accurate or not.

But whether it's accurate or not, Gao Laosi felt that he had been used by Liang Zheng, that good-for-nothing.

His complexion was getting worse and worse.

Damn it, the day you finally lose all power is coming, isn't it?

So awesome now...

Then don't make me wait until that day.

Seeing that Gao Laosi's murderous aura was growing stronger, the boss who was playing mahjong with her didn't dare to say anything more, and instead trembled with fear.

They were afraid that if Gao Laosi got angry, he would kill them too.

(End of this chapter)