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

Chapter 2 "2" Evil Arises
"No, that's not right! Even though drawing lots guarantees a death sentence, what if the boss dies? Then I won't have to draw one. And if he doesn't die, how can I take over?"

"It's decided then!" Nan Zheng slapped her thigh, decisively approving of her plan.

The difficulty lies in figuring out how to get rid of him. This guy has made a lot of enemies lately, and he's always followed by a bunch of lackeys when he goes out.

The person pretending to be Dongxing can also eliminate him.

The key question is how to get him alone.

Nan Zheng couldn't possibly kill more than a dozen people by himself; he's not Ip Man.

Even Ip Man wasn't that awesome.

"Or we could try to find Huang Bingyao... but that won't work either, he's lost his gun and can't even protect himself now."

"I have a distant relationship with him, but we're not that close. You have to rely on yourself."

"How did the savage know about my sister-in-law... No, that can't be the reason!" Nan Zheng suddenly realized something was wrong.

Seducing one's sister-in-law is a major taboo in the martial arts world. If the barbarian had known, he would have been dragged to the bottom of the sea long ago.

Why bother with such a complicated life-or-death contract?

And he just gave his sister-in-law a massage. There's no reason why Yan Yiji could be so tolerant.

After all, everyone has to save face when they're out in the world.

After a moment's thought, Nan Zheng understood why the Shengfan had made her take the death warrant.

The three Han brothers all switched to Hung Hing from Hop To, and Sheng Fan and his confidants were also old members.

He was part of the old gang left behind by the former leader, Uncle Bo, and had even saved Uncle Bo's life.

They couldn't trust the barbarians, and they were even more afraid that their achievements would overshadow their master, so they had to make the best use of everything.

Thinking of this, Nan Zheng understood the key point: Tai Bao was telling the truth, and Sheng Fan wanted her to be the scapegoat, but the claim that he had seduced his sister-in-law was a lie.

Nan Zheng had just received the message and was still a little flustered, but she had now come to her senses.

"Regardless of the reason, we still have to find a way to get rid of the savages, otherwise we won't be able to get ahead and will have to go and accompany Big Head."

"That old fox Taibao is useful now." Nan Zheng quickly came up with a solution and got up to leave.

Tomorrow we'll draw lots to see who lives and who dies; I have to find a chance to take down this bastard tonight.

Otherwise, I'm definitely going to collapse tomorrow.

If we can't take it down, we can just run north. Anyway, no matter how many Hung Hing people there are, they can't possibly get there.

After leaving the massage parlor, Nan Zheng saw Tai Bao across the street collecting money to clean the owner's car; parking was also a way for gangsters to survive.

"Taibao, come here." Nan Zheng snapped her fingers, then turned and walked into the alley.

Upon hearing the shouts, Taibao didn't turn around immediately. Instead, he looked around before bending over and running over, saying, "Brother Zheng."

"You're quite the seasoned pro, so cautious," Nan Zheng said with a smile, offering him a cigarette.

Taibao rubbed his hands together slyly: "There's nothing I can do about it, I'm just a nobody, I'm used to it."

“We’ve known each other for so many years, so let’s speak frankly,” Nan Zheng said, staring at Tai Bao for a few seconds.

"Would you like to pull off something big?"

“Brother Zheng, Hua Di and I have been following you for so long. You act like a boss. What do you plan to do?” Tai Bao’s expression turned serious.

Tai-bo and Wah-dei were both street thugs. Nam-keng was from the same village as them and had the good fortune to join the top-tier triad Hung Hing a few years ago.

So we poached them too.

Hong Kong people value clan unity, and those who are involved in the underworld tend to stick together. This is why Tai Bao would come to inform Nan Zheng.

One glory and one glory.

"Which places do savages usually like to go to?"

“You often help people park cars at headquarters, so you know better,” Nan Zheng asked casually. Tai Bao immediately understood, but he pretended not to, pondering as he said:
“Shengfan Ge likes to go to the Night Bar every night to drink, usually from midnight to 2 a.m. before leaving.”

"That's about right." Nan Zheng narrowed her eyes. Tai Bao asked, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Zheng, what do you mean, 'about right'?"

"I heard that at 1 a.m. tonight, the people from Dongxing Smiling Tiger will go to Nightshade Bar to chop up raw scallops."

"Find a phone booth and let them know," Nan Zheng said.

"I remember, it's one o'clock in the morning."

"The time must be just right, neither too much nor too little."

Nan Zheng patted Tai Bao on the shoulder meaningfully before turning and leaving.

Taibao stood there, looking thoughtful.

Nightlife Bar isn't far either, just three blocks away, a ten-minute walk.

Whether Dongxing actually cuts down the aborigines or not is not important; what's important is attracting the aborigines' forces.

However, we still need to carefully consider how to do this, and it's best to do it in a reasonable and justifiable way.

Before she had gone far, Nan Zheng suddenly saw that her data panel had gained 100 attribute points, making it 101.
"What's going on?" Nan Zheng stopped in her tracks, her mind a little dazed.

After thinking about it for a moment, I wondered if it was because of Taibao.

He hadn't encountered anything before, but after chatting with Taibao for a couple of minutes, he gained a hundred attribute points.

This is really an unexpected surprise.

"Does recruiting followers also grant extra attribute points?"

"This damn cheat code didn't even give any hints."

After much deliberation, Nan Zheng decided to go find Hua Di.

You'll know once you go there.

Although they were both 49ers, Nam Keng used to be Uncle Po's confidant and had always held a high position in Tuen Mun, so he was the one who collected fees on this commercial street.

The monthly fees may fluctuate, but they are generally similar, and you can pocket any extra money.

It's impossible for those above to know that a person in charge has so much territory. If they were to personally investigate and collect taxes from each and every one of them, they would be exhausted just from walking around and collecting the fees.

After chatting with Hua Di for a bit, Nan Zheng was overjoyed to discover that she had gained another hundred attribute points!
Sure enough, there are rewards for taking on followers.

Nan Zheng is unaware of any other specific ways to obtain attribute points.

However, two hundred attribute points are enough for now.

The quickest way to take down the boss is, of course, with a gun.

He went out and bought a box of toy guns before returning to his 15-square-meter luxury rented room. He then opened the attribute panel and prepared to open the blind box.

According to the description of the cheat system, a toy gun can be upgraded to a real gun after two upgrades.

If that's really the case...

Nan Zheng suddenly had a wicked idea: wouldn't it be better to bring back a toy bomb to upgrade her equipment?
Anyway, he didn't buy it. If something really happens, the police will never be able to trace it back to him, no matter how hard they try.

Not long after Nan Zheng returned home, Da Bolang entered a private room at the Night Bar and saw Xi Gou, who was as thin as a bamboo pole.

"How come it's you?" Big Waves' expression changed.

"Why couldn't it be me?" The greyhound glanced at the wavy hair and chuckled.

"I never expected my new girlfriend to be you... But then again, you can party all night for three thousand yuan, everyone knows how outrageous you are."

"You're actually Brother Shengfan's underling?" Big Wave was immediately stunned, his eyes darting around.

"Let me tell you, I'm your sister-in-law now, so don't do anything reckless."

"I never said I was going to do anything reckless!" Greyhound stood up, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"Sister-in-law, you probably don't want people to know who you used to be, do you?"

(End of this chapter)