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

Chapter 45 "45" Subduing Wang Jianjun
A moment later, Jiang Tiansheng sat down, still wearing a gentle smile on his face.

"Now that everyone is here, let's start the meeting."

After chatting for a few minutes, Chen Yao said, "This time we sent our brothers to Macau on a mission. Unfortunately, the whole team failed and returned in disgrace."

Boss B quickly said, "Mr. Jiang, you need to hear my explanation..."

“Failure is failure, what’s there to explain? Explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up is incompetence,” Liang Kun said hoarsely.

"So useless, why bother being a gangster? He should just retire in Sai Kung and sell seafood."

"Handsome Kun, stop always picking on me!" Boss B roared.

"Let me tell you, if you're in this business, you have to admit your mistakes and stand up straight when you get beaten. If you refuse to admit your mistakes, how are you going to teach your men?" Handsome Kun sneered, banging on the table.

Bao Pi immediately walked over and shouted, "Sha Qiang is your man, you can say whatever you want."

"Who do you think you are? You dare to speak to me?"

"No distinction of rank is made in front of Brother Guan."

“It doesn’t matter if you’re big or small… but it does matter if you’re respectful or humble!” Handsome Kun stood up and slapped her across the face.

"The eldest brother is clueless, and the younger one is even more ungrateful. I don't know how they were taught."

"Have you had enough?" Jiang Tiansheng's smile vanished, replaced by icy eyes.

“I’m just telling the truth. When the higher-ups issue orders to do things, shouldn’t they reward those who have made the first contribution?” Liang Kun sat down, a sneer on his face.

"Ah Kun, are you going to categorize people into different levels?" Jiang Tiansheng stared at him and continued:
"If you have something to say, just say it."

“Every year it’s you, Brother Sheng, who’s in charge… I think we need to re-elect this year,” Liang Kun said in a hoarse voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone remained calm, as if they had expected it all along.

Nan Zheng hadn't expected that Liang Kun would secretly bribe so many people in charge during this opportunity.

Brother Ji and Fatty Li definitely knew about it.

"Everyone knows clearly how much I've done for the company over the past few years."

Back in the day, I was killing off that bunch of Cheung Hing bastards in Lam Tin. Everyone knows how glorious that was, right?
Later, the company ordered me to get rid of the shapi and take back the fish stall in Aberdeen, and that was done.

The following year, I stormed into Tsim Sha Tsui East and took down Chan Kei, but I still spent three years in Stanley.

"In terms of merit and reward, I am absolutely qualified to sit in this position." Liang Kun pointed to the dragon-head chair.

“Yes.” Jiang Tiansheng nodded.

"Finally, whenever a colleague asks me for a favor, I always handle it perfectly."

Upon hearing this, many people in charge nodded in agreement. Over the years, Liang Kun had indeed accumulated a lot of goodwill.

Almost every time I asked him for a favor, he never refused and always did it perfectly.

“Hong Kong people really like to vote now, and I’m a very democratic person. So, if anyone has a candidate in mind, please speak up, and I can step down,” Chiang Tin-sang said.

"Brother Kun, it's one thing for you to scheme against me, but now you're scheming against Jiang Sheng too? Are you crazy?" Boss B slammed his fist on the table and roared.

"We haven't settled the score with you over the Macau issue yet," Liang Kun sneered.

“This has nothing to do with Mr. Chiang and Brother B. I, Chan Ho-nam, will take full responsibility.” Chan Ho-nam said through gritted teeth as he stood up.

"You're going to take the blame, you loser!"

"Sit down," Jiang Tiansheng snapped at Chen Haonan.

"Brother Yao, you're in charge now." Liang Kun leaned back in his chair with a smile.

"Mr. Jiang, can we vote now?" Chen Yao turned to look at Jiang Tiansheng.

“Yes.” Jiang Tiansheng nodded again.

"I choose Handsome Kun." Chen Yao was the first to raise his hand, then looked at the crowd:
"Ah Kun said it well: the leader's position belongs to the capable."

This scene surprised everyone; Chen Yao had actually been bribed by Liang Kun.

It should be noted that Chen Yao has always been a member of the Jiang family, a direct descendant of Jiang Tiansheng, whose status is much higher than that of Boss B.

Apart from Boss B and the three Han brothers, almost everyone raised their hands.

"You're the first traitor? You bastard, I'll chop you up the moment you step out the door!" Boss B cursed, pointing at Chen Yao.

Jiang Tiansheng waved his hand to tell people to be quiet, and then said, "I'm always happy to accept the outcome. This position is for Ah Kun."

"Well, now that you've handed the position over to me, let me handle things in Macau."

“I’ve always respected you, Brother Sheng. You know yourself, Brother Sheng. Before you left, at least make sure things were settled.” Liang Kun then tossed out a videotape:

“The Hung Hing people are really in the limelight now, some of them are even more powerful than Liang Zheng.”

"I won't talk about those gay guys, but seducing the sister-in-law is a major taboo in the underworld. Shouldn't this matter be explained?"

"It's my fault for letting down Hung Hing. I, Chan Ho-nam, will take full responsibility." Chan Ho-nam stood up with a grim expression.

“Brother Sheng, what do you think?” Liang Kun turned to look at Jiang Tiansheng.

"Enforce the family rules," Jiang Tiansheng said calmly.

Finally, Chan Ho-nam was stabbed in the chest with an incense stick by Boss B and then expelled from Hung Hing.

As the meeting adjourned, Nan Zheng felt that the time had come to make her move. Liang Kun and A Chao were childhood friends, and as long as she could handle A Chao's matter, she would be the one in charge.

However, there was no rush to say who killed Ah Chao.

It's not too late to talk about it after we've got things sorted out.

……

In the afternoon, Nan Zheng took a nap at home, ate something, and then went to see Wang Jianjun.

It was arranged in advance, at a restaurant in Tsim Sha Tsui.

"You're Wang Jianjun? Are you sure you don't want to work with me?" Nan Zheng asked, looking at the man in front of her.

He wore a black trench coat, had sharp eyes, short hair, and was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, exuding a fierce aura.

"I thought they were hiring bodyguards, but it turns out they're involved in gangsters. I'm not interested," Wang Jianjun said dismissively.

"You think the money is too little, or are you planning to pull off a big heist?" Nan Zheng sneered.

Wang Jianjun's expression changed.

"Wang Jianjun, you've got some nerve, robbing me like this. No wonder you changed your mind at the last minute and didn't want to come." Nan Zheng threw a stack of photos at him.

This photo was taken by Wang Jianjun during his scouting trip in Tuen Mun.

He wanted to rob Hung Hing's gold shop.

"Don't worry, I'm a very generous person! As long as you follow me, I'll forgive and forget. But if you don't follow me... your half-brother who's eating instant noodles in a rented room in Shek Kip Mei, you're dead meat."

"You're threatening me? Liang Zheng, you were still playing in the mud when I fought my way out of a pile of corpses!" Wang Jianjun pointed at Nan Zheng and cursed angrily.

Nan Zheng's eyes flashed with malice, and she suddenly overturned the table.

"So awesome? You want to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Wang Jianjun leaned back in his chair to dodge the flying table, then quickly stood up with both feet. Nan Zheng's powerful punch suddenly came down, and he glared and quickly put his arms in front of him.

"boom"

The punch was incredibly powerful. Wang Jianjun staggered back three steps and stomped hard on the floor, making a cracking sound.

After exchanging a few quick blows, Wang Jianjun suddenly took a step back, looking at his slightly numb arms, his eyelids twitched: "Ancient Zhuang Fist?"

What is your relationship with that pack of wolves in Guangxi?

"None of your business," Nan Zheng said dismissively.

Ancient Muay Thai, Lao boxing, and other similar hard martial arts techniques are almost all characterized by brutality.

It's normal for Wang Jianjun to admit his mistake.

"I never expected it to be a wolf cub."

"I'd like to see if your marksmanship is just as good." Wang Jianjun pulled a Mitsubishi bayonet from his calf, the blade inscribed with the four characters "Serve the country with utmost loyalty."

Besides joint attacks, hard martial arts also rely on long staff/gun techniques.

Nan Zheng took one look and turned to leave.

Wang Jianjun: ? ? ? ?
Wang Jianjun's lips twitched a few times; he was both shocked and furious, and his legs went weak.

Because the two gun barrels were pointed directly at him.

That little bastard went out to get a gun, and it was a fucking AK47!

"I was talking about a long spear! Not this kind of spear!" Wang Jianjun was both angry and scared.

"What era are we living in? Still using sticks? How can you become a grandmaster without a gun?"

"Times have changed, Wang Jianjun."

Wang Jianjun was so angry that his nose was crooked. How could he know that Nan Zheng was practicing with an AK47?
"One last question for you: are you going to follow or not?"

Nan Zheng really wanted to take the Wang Jianjun brothers under her wing. Their reaction and speed were on par with hers, except that their explosive power and boxing skills were a bit weaker.

However, Wang Jianjun is not good at boxing; he is good at swords and guns.

If he can fight a losing battle against a weaker opponent, you can imagine his strength.

Having someone like this in the Young and Dangerous movies is like a game-changer!
"With two guns pointed at me, did I have a choice?"

"Come with me, and you two brothers will make 100,000 a month. I won't treat you unfairly."

"What, 100,000 a month?"

"Why didn't you say you had the money sooner?" Wang Jianjun was furious, feeling like he had been beaten for nothing.

"How would I know how much you want? If you dare complain it's not enough, I'll beat you to death." Nan Zheng kicked Wang Jianjun and turned to say:
"Taibao, have Ajin bring Wang Jianguo here."

"I already said I was going to follow you, why are you still tying me up?" Wang Jianjun said angrily.

"How am I supposed to know if you took the money and then tried to sabotage me behind my back? I'd rather you all die than me!" Nan Zheng cursed and kicked him again.

Wang Jianjun was so angry that he was jumping up and down.

(End of this chapter)