Hong Kong Film: Short mules have no future, I am in charge of Hong Kong

Chapter 126 I have only one request - don't touch my son!
On the battlefield, the gravel-crushing machines rumbled loudly.

Xiao Changjun shouted at the top of his voice, loudly praising Su Hanze for his contribution.

Su Hanze signaled him to rest first, and planned to go to the battlefield by himself.

This time he came here, inspecting the construction site was secondary.

The main purpose is to meet someone!

During the hottest months of the year, even under the shade of a tree, you can still feel the scorching sun.

Lin Huaile, who had been in prison for three months for organizing criminal activities, was sitting on the grass with a dogtail grass in his mouth.

Although he was studying in a kiln, Le Shao's life was not that difficult.

At this time, there was a younger prisoner in the cell guarding him, fanning him considerately.

"Brother Le, Gui Jianchou told us that the price of Marlboro has increased. From now on, it will cost 80 dollars a pack if you buy cigarettes from him."

Lin Huaile spat out the dogtail grass in his mouth and gave the young man a cold look.

He asked, "Who is the commander of our cell?"

"It's... it's Killer Xiong, what's wrong, Brother Le?"

Lin Huaile's expression became even more gloomy. He suddenly grinned at the young man, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Happy boy, how have I treated you since Brother Le entered the ancestral hall for further studies?"

The younger brother, whom Lin Huaile called "Happy Boy", immediately became nervous.

But he still stammered and answered: "I don't have a hood on my head. Before Le Ge came, I was the most bullied one in the prison.

Ever since Brother Le took me in as his younger brother, I have been happier in prison than outside."

"Well, tell me now, when Gui Jianchou sells cigarettes to you, how much does he ask you for a pack?"

"This... Brother Le, it has always been sixty..."

"I'll give you one more chance to repeat. How much is a pack?"

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Kuaihuozai's forehead. It was the hottest time of the year, but he suddenly shivered.

Lin Huaile's aggressive look seemed to want to eat him alive.

But after thinking for a long time, he still didn't dare to say a word to Lin Huaile.

Lin Huaile reached out and grabbed Kuaihuozai's hair, patting his face at the same time, his sinister smile becoming even more intense.

"Happy boy, although this is my first time in prison, I took care of my brothers back then and visited them in prison quite often.

You told me that Killer Xiong doesn't like to do business with us prisoners, do you think I will believe it?

At that time, I felt sorry for you and also wanted to adopt an obedient dog to live by my side.

As a result, you, a bastard, dared to betray us and colluded with the Ghost of the North Warehouse to monopolize the supply of materials in our prison. Do you think you can live to see the sun tomorrow if I go back and expose this matter tonight?"

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Happy Boy immediately knelt down on the ground and cried out in a crying voice.

"No, Brother Le, it was Gui Jianchou who threatened me. He said that if I didn't do as he asked, he would apply to transfer me to his cell.

Brother Le, I really didn't mean to lie to you, please believe me, I had no choice!"

"So now can you tell me how much a pack of cigarettes Gui Jianchou sold you?"

“Fifty, still fifty!

Brother Le, I was blinded by greed, I deserve to die, I am a bastard!"

Kuaihuozai was so frightened that his speech speed increased a bit. He slapped himself in the face and admitted his mistake to Lin Huaile in tears.

Lin Huaile just stared at Kuaihuozai coldly for a long time, until a patrolling prison guard came over here, then he reached out and grabbed Kuaihuozai's wrist.

At the same time, he showed a warm smile: "Well, you have been so obedient during this period, and you even want to serve me when I poop and pee. How can I bear to break your bones?
Don’t hide anything from me in the future. You know, Brother Le hates being lied to the most!”

Upon hearing this, Kuaihuozai was so moved that he burst into tears. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Huaile helped him up.

"Sir is here, wipe your tears quickly."

"OK Lego!"

At this time, the patrolling prison guard had come behind Lin Huaile.

He held the patrol baton and tapped Lin Huaile on the back of the shoulder.

"Prisoner 8847, the commander wants to see you. Come with me immediately!"

"Roger that!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Huaile immediately stood up, smiled at the prison guard behind him, and then followed the prison guard and strode towards the prison guard's rest area.

Nancang's first-level correctional assistant 'Killer Xiong' was lying on a hanging chair under a pergola, with his feet on the chair ropes, swaying leisurely.

"Sir, prisoner 8847 is here!"

"Let him come over and talk!"

Killer Xiong was too lazy to even get up. When Lin Huaile came over, he took out the whistle stick that was under his head and pointed to a tent next door.

He said lazily: “Lin Huaile, don’t say that I, Killer Xiong, don’t take care of you. You are lucky, this battlefield has shares of you and the boss of Liansheng.

There is someone waiting to see you next door now, so go over and take a look.

Hurry up, I only give you five minutes!"

Lin Huaile couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Xiong, who on earth is so honorable that he can come to Luozhou Island to see me?"

Killer Xiong immediately turned over impatiently, looked at Lin Huaile and said, "Then will you be happy if I meet you in Jordan?"

"Understood! Understood!"

Lin Huaile knew that he had said something wrong, so he stepped back and nodded to Killer Xiong.

This shed is actually about forty or fifty meters away from the tent next door.

While walking there, Lin Huaile kept wondering in his heart.

Who on earth was Liansheng that would choose to meet him on Luozhou Island?

Ever since his last fight with Big D ended in a loss for both, Lin Huaile was 100% sure that he no longer had many reliable acquaintances in Liansheng.

The Jordan family is inherently weak. His younger brothers can visit him in prison, but they definitely don't have the power to come to the battlefield to see him.

Besides, Fat Deng is already dead, and those uncles who are just living a life of idleness and waiting for death will not take a former leader like him seriously.

Lin Huaile knew very well that within the society, loyalty and righteousness were just a means to gain benefits and to decorate the facade.

With a lot of doubts in his mind, Lin Huaile pushed open the curtain of the military green tent.

When he saw the person in front of him, Lin Huaile was shocked.

"You... Sangze!"

"Mr. Le, come and sit down!"

Su Hanze sat on a stool and threw an unopened stool to Lin Huaile, motioning him to sit opposite him. Lin Huaile was already frightened at this time.

He knew that he had once done the embarrassing thing of sending the account books to O-Ji, and he was worried that his crime would be exposed. Su Hanze came here to settle old scores with him.

But there was nothing he could do. He had already taken a step forward involuntarily and opened the stool that Su Hanze had thrown to him.

"Sangze, when will you remember to come and see me?"

Lin Huaile tried his best to make his smile sound more genuine so that Su Hanze wouldn't notice his guilty conscience.

"After all, you were once the leader of the same sect as Liansheng. As the leader, it is my duty to come and see you!"

Su Hanze's words stunned Lin Huaile.

Before he went to prison, although he knew that Su Hanze was very popular in He Liansheng, he never dared to imagine that in just a few months, Su Hanze had already won the position of leader that he had always dreamed of.

But Lin Huaile was a man who knew how to hide his shortcomings. Even though he had many doubts in his heart, he still forced a weird smile and congratulated Su Hanze.

"Congratulations, Sangze. I have been pursuing this position for more than ten years, and you got it in just a few months after joining Liansheng!"

Su Hanze ignored Lin Huaile's sour words, but snorted coldly and continued.

"Since you entered the cell, I have been taking care of your life in the cell.

The most humane killer you were assigned to work for in the prison was someone I paid for through the Correctional Services Department.

Also, every month your henchmen pay you to take care of things in the prison, not because they are loyal, but because I am the one who sends them money every month.

In addition, your son Danny has now transferred to Band 2. Don't worry, the academic atmosphere there is very positive and your son will not be bullied at school."

When Lin Huaile heard Su Hanze mention his son, his heart tightened involuntarily, but after hearing that Su Hanze took good care of his family, Lin Huaile smiled at Su Hanze sincerely.

"Thank you Sangze!"

"You don't have to thank me. Do you want to know why the police arrested you when you sent Sham Shui Po's account book to O-Ji?"

Lin Huaile suddenly felt his head buzzing and he almost couldn't breathe.

It was the first time since he entered the cell that he felt what it was like to have cold hands and feet.

After a long time, Lin Huaile finally breathed a sigh of relief and gave Su Hanze a wry smile.

"Don't blame me. I've waited too long for this position. At first, I thought you were going to support Big D. Turning in your account book to O-Ji was a last resort!"

As he spoke, Lin Huaile seemed to have thought of something. He did not ask whether Su Hanze had colluded with Da D and handed Jordan's account book to the police.

He understood that he had nothing now and it was meaningless to ask about these things.

At this time, Lin Huaile just hung his head with a depressed look.

"Sangze, I did something wrong, I will accept whatever punishment you want!
But my son Danny is innocent. Please give him a way to live. Don't make things difficult for him and don't tell him that his father is a gangster.

I only have this one son, this one son..."

At the end of his speech, he seemed to be muttering to himself. This gloomy character rarely shed a few tears of regret because of his son.

Su Hanze ignored Lin Huaile's confession. Whether he was sincerely admitting his mistakes or pretending to be pitiful in front of him, it didn't matter.

"Master Le, do you know that if I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have the chance to be put in jail!

Wipe your tears, I have something serious to tell you."

After saying that, Su Hanze lit a cigarette and waited for Lin Huaile to look up in surprise.

Then he slowly said: "Mr. Le, there is something I really want to talk to you about.

Ever since I became the banker, I have asked someone to check the account books of the eight districts of Liansheng one by one.

You Jordan's accounts are very well managed, with surpluses every year, and you never owe the society a penny.

But after much calculation, I still feel that there is something wrong with your Jordan accounts!"

A trace of panic flashed across Lin Huaile's eyes and he wiped his nose.

Subconsciously asked: "What's wrong?"

"I have carefully calculated your accounts in Jordan for the past two years. In Jordan, you manage a total of three saunas, two nightclubs, five mahjong halls, eight underground casinos, and eleven horse stables.

I won't go into detail about the other miscellaneous items, but if you add in the tea and viewing fees you collect from the regions every year, it's quite reasonable that you pay an average of 8 million yuan to the society every year!"

Su Hanze first went over the details with Lin Huaile one by one, then continued.

"But there is one thing that is very strange. Young Master Le has enjoyed a good reputation in the community over the years!

No matter what problems your brothers from any gang have, you are willing to help.

What I am curious about is that the authentic Mala guy was hiding from his creditors in another place and was hacked to death in Singapore, and it seems that you paid to get the body back.

Later, you also helped to arrange the funeral, which cost no less than 400,000 yuan in total.

So the question is, when you were running for the leader, you couldn't even come up with 200,000 yuan to bribe your uncles, so where would you get so much money to take care of the funeral of a guy who has nothing to do with you?
Or are you really a kind-hearted person, and are you really devoted to your fellow brothers in the society?"

"Sangze, Uncle Deng supported me at that time. If I spend money to bribe the election again, Uncle Deng will look down on me!"

"No! I checked all the accounts during the time you were taking care of Ma Lao's funeral.

At that time, the building materials company under your name received a public housing renovation order worth 20 million from the Construction and Planning Agency.

I have checked the detailed accounts of your gang in those few months. In order to purchase materials, you even borrowed up to three million in usury from the finance company of the Number Gang!
That is to say, during those months, your church's finances were in a situation where income was not enough to cover expenditure.

There are three things I'm curious about. First, why would you rather bear such high interest than borrow the money from Heliansheng's financial company?

Secondly, why did the renovation project of the Construction and Planning Agency fall into your hands, Young Master Le?

The third point is even simpler. You have no relationship with Ma Lao, so why would you take out 400,000 yuan to handle his funeral when you are strapped for cash? "

Su Hanze's gaze, which seemed to see through him, immediately made Lin Huaile feel uneasy and fidgety.

He didn't know how to answer Su Hanze's question for a moment, and fear began to linger in his heart. For the first time, he felt that this young man was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Sangze, I beg you not to ask anymore. Maybe you know something, but there are some things I really can't say."

Lin Huaile sighed, then closed his eyes in pain and continued, “In fact, you can see now that I have been completely defeated.

If you are willing to let bygones be bygones, please let me go.

If you won't let me go, I have only one request - don't touch my son!"

Su Hanze did not ask any further questions. He just stood up and patted Lin Huaile on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, as long as you behave yourself, I won't let you die.

But please think carefully about what I just said to you.

I am giving you a chance, I hope you don’t misunderstand me! ”

After chatting about this, Su Hanze strode out of the tent, leaving Lin Huaile sitting alone in the tent, lost in thought.

Soon, a prison guard shouted loudly outside: "8847, please show up in our sight immediately! Do you hear me?!"

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(End of this chapter)