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

Chapter 10 "10" This world has more than one big brother, I'm a big brother too.

Nan Zheng arrived at a food stall in her Toyota Hiace and took Tai Bao and Hua Di out for a late-night snack.

"Hey boss, why are you still here for a late-night snack? You're going to take over after you kill that bastard, aren't you excited?" Hua Di asked, but Nan Zheng Niao didn't even bother to answer him.

I randomly found a seat, called over a waiter, and started ordering.

Tai-bo sat opposite the excited Wah-dee and said, "To take down the zombie dog, we first need to find it. Otherwise, how can we do it?"

"How about I do it with my head?"

"Didn't Brother Dinosaur just say he was forming his own team? Sheng Kuai even led over two hundred people to hunt down the zombies." Hua Di asked with a puzzled look:

"Brother Zheng used to be so powerful under Uncle Bo, so gathering a hundred or so people shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Even if you find a henchman, you still have to find a bastard first," Tai-bo said speechlessly.

"If you send hundreds of people in a grand procession, even a fool would know what you're up to."

"Then why don't they just hide? Let alone try to take over their territory. Do you think Tung Sing is so easy to take from them?"

When it comes to seasoned veterans, Tai-bo is the best; he sees everything clearly.

Aside from being a bit timid at times, he doesn't have any major flaws.

You can see his loyalty even in A Moment of Romance.

"Brother Zheng, is it possible that the dinosaur doesn't want to help the barbarians get revenge, so it's deliberately making a lot of noise but doing little?" Taibao suddenly asked.

"Since you already know, why are you asking me?" Nan Zheng said while eating barbecue skewers and drinking beer. Tai Bao nodded, thinking to himself, "I knew it."

He had already figured it out; the savages weren't in charge, so they weren't worth it.

After all, if the henchman gets injured, the big boss, Dinosaur, has to pay for it himself.

It would be different if a leader were appointed; it would affect the reputation of Hung Hing, and the head of the organization would cover all the expenses.

Then the people below will definitely be able to act freely.

"Hey, isn't this the bunch of scoundrels from Hung Hing?" A mocking voice suddenly came from the opposite table.

Nan Zheng tilted her head and saw that it was Changyi Society Nineteen and his dozen or so henchmen.

"You shit-eating dog, I remember a few years ago when you first started out in this business, I broke your legs... Haven't seen you for a while, and you've forgotten your roots again?"

"Liang Zheng, don't you dare be so smug!" Nineteen slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage.
"I'm going to get my red sticks tied up soon. Then I'll settle my score with you slowly."

"Fine, I'll play along to the end," Nan Zheng scoffed, not caring at all.

When he was a teenager, he started out in the underworld, and his first battle was taking on five opponents to save Uncle Bo.

One of them is nineteen.

It's not surprising that gangsters can run into their enemies while having a late-night snack.

With a loud "bang," a beer bottle suddenly smashed onto Nan Zheng's table, startling Tai Bao.

"Fuck your mother!" Hua Di jumped up, glaring angrily at Nineteen, who was smoking a cigarette.

Nan Zheng finished her kebab, clapped her hands, and stood up: "You shit-eating dog, do you want to die tonight?"

"Oh my, I'm so scared!" Nineteen feigned fear and coyness, which immediately made the henchmen of Changyi Society burst into laughter.

He then looked at several patrolling officers not far away and shouted, "Sir, someone here is threatening me! I'm so scared!"

One of the officers in uniform looked over and, seeing that both sides had dragon and tiger tattoos, picked up his baton and said, "It's not midnight yet, don't cause trouble."

These days, even if gangsters cause deaths after midnight, as long as no guns are used, they get away with it.

"Didn't you hear me? The officer told you not to cause trouble." Nineteen sat down again, looking at Nan Zheng with a mocking expression.

"Your boss retired, and the new boss died shortly after taking office. I don't know where you get the courage to be so arrogant."

"Be careful not to get hit by a car while walking at night!"

"You'll find out soon enough." Nan Zheng pointed at Nineteen, paid the bill, and left.

"Soon? Screw you!" Nineteen laughed loudly as he watched Nan Zheng and the others drive away.

"If you're a coward, you're a coward. Why are you talking tough?" "Exactly. What's so special about Liang Zheng? She's just a piece of trash in front of Brother Nineteen."

"It was just that there were more Hung Hing people before, otherwise Brother Nineteen could have beaten ten Liang Zhengs." A group of underlings also knew to flatter and fawn over Brother Nineteen.

"Never mind these scoundrels, come on, let's keep drinking, we'll go to karaoke later!"

Nineteen happily raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He was filled with pride.

Soon the members of the Changyi Society finished eating and stood up unsteadily, preparing to leave.

They didn't even pay for the late-night snack before leaving, and the shop owner was angry but dared not say anything.

Nineteen and his group had only walked a few steps from the food stall and hadn't even gotten into their car when a Toyota Hiace with its lights off suddenly crashed into them.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Nineteen shouted, pointing at the front of the car, his voice filled with panic as he led his men to scatter to both sides.

boom--

With a loud bang, the front of the car instantly flipped the 19-year-old Mercedes over, and the tires were still scraping against the ground. The two people were crushed and had their legs broken on the spot.

The car door was pulled open, and two masked men rushed out, brandishing knives and slashing wildly at people.

Wah-di raised his hand and chopped down the two men in front of him. Then he went straight for the henchman who had been talking the most, his face contorted with rage, and chopped off one of his ears with a single stroke.

The person clutched their wound and screamed in agony.

This group of people were all drunk thugs, and they didn't have any weapons on them to begin with.

It's like fish on a chopping board.

Nan Zheng, wielding a machete, charged straight into the crowd, slashing down four or five people before heading straight for the fleeing Jing Ju Shijiu, who was not far away.

"Run? Where the hell do you think you're going?" Nan Zheng flew over and kicked Nineteen to the ground, then stepped on Nineteen's hand and chopped off two of his fingers with a knife.

"Ah!" Nineteen screamed like a madman, trembling all over from the pain, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Big brother, big brother, let's talk this out!"

"Are you short of money or short of work? Please give me a chance to live."

"You shit-eating dog, you've forgotten me so quickly?" Nan Zheng suddenly spoke, startling Shi Jiu sober up instantly, breaking out in a cold sweat!
"Yes, it's you?"

"Unexpected, isn't it? Surprised? It's your grandpa!" Nan Zheng grabbed his hair, tilting his head back so that she could clearly see the panic and fear in his eyes:
"Big Brother, right? A Red Stick, right?"

"Fuck your mother! There's more than one big brother in this world, I'm a big brother too!"

Then he stabbed the nineteenth man in the stomach.

Before he could even exert his strength, a policeman from across the street shouted, "Stop! Don't run!"

"Nineteenth Brother, it's just one cut. I believe you're tough enough to withstand it."

"We have plenty of time, we can play slowly until you die of old age!" Nan Zheng patted Shijiu's face, then pushed open the door, got into the car, and drove away.

The Toyota Hiace quickly turned around and left, and the few soldiers in uniform couldn't catch up in time.

Looking at the chaotic scene behind him, Wah-dee shouted, "Awesome! That's so awesome!"

"It's all your fault! Why didn't you just run someone over with the front of the car? Why did you have to hit the Mercedes?" Nan Zheng threw off her mask and slapped Tai Bao while cursing.

"Once the person dies, the car is mine."

"Brother Zheng, this is the first time I've ever hit someone with my car, I'm really scared," Taibao said weakly as he drove.

"What are you afraid of? Dinosaur Bro will take responsibility if anything happens!" Nan Zheng said without turning her head, lighting a cigarette.

Before the car had gone far, Nan Zheng suddenly saw a person clutching a bleeding thigh and running away in the alleyway.

Upon closer inspection, it looked like a stray dog.

He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look. Yes, it was this bastard.

Without a second thought, Nan Zheng yelled at the savage dog, "Taibao, quick, turn the corner and run him over!"

(End of this chapter)