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

Chapter 129: Using the same trick to deceive myself?
"Your mother! It's been 80 million years since the dinosaurs became extinct!"

Su Hanze couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he couldn't help but feel unwilling, so he asked again.

"If I need to temper my body to the point where even a Barrett sniper rifle can't penetrate my skin, how long will it take?"

[If you want to reach the stage of being able to withstand close range shooting from a Barrett sniper rifle, you will need to stay in space for a total of 7200 hours.]

"Seven thousand two hundred hours? That's three hundred days!

Okay, I will sleep in this space from now on!"

Su Hanze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he could use his body to withstand bullets within 300 days, then spending 100 million to upgrade the space would not be unacceptable.

Unexpectedly, the next call from the system made Su Hanze feel that his IQ was completely insulted.

[Space has always had an automatic rejection function, which means that the moment the bullet enters the host's body, it will be automatically absorbed by space.

Theoretically, as long as the bullets fired at the host do not exceed two cubic meters, the host will not suffer any damage from the gun. 】

Su Hanze's face immediately darkened: "Your mother! Why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this function?"

[The host has never asked before, so the system assumes that the host knows this. ]

After Su Hanze heard this sentence in his mind, the system went into sleep mode again.

No matter how Su Hanze yelled and cursed, he no longer gave any response to himself.

After calming down, Su Hanze gained a new understanding of space.

The system space can be utilized according to rules.

First of all, the space has a rejection function. Su Hanze had only used this function before to detoxify the body.

But from this we can also know that space and oneself exist as one, otherwise the system would not come to the conclusion that bullets shot at oneself will be absorbed by themselves.

But it is worth mentioning that the dump truck weighing more than ten tons that hit him just now did not have enough cubic space, so it was definitely impossible for the body to reject it.

In other words, if someone wants to kill me now, they must take advantage of me not paying attention, and before I can react, and launch a sneak attack with a weapon with a high energy storage capacity of more than two cubic meters, in order to achieve their wish.

After thinking it over, Su Hanze felt that he was still very safe.

However, after this incident, he secretly became cautious, after all, his body functions had not yet reached the point where it could withstand bullets.

Fortunately, when he sent Meizi to the airport today, the other party did not launch a sneak attack on him.

Otherwise, I could get away with it, but Meizi would be in trouble...

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. From today on, Su Hanze developed a unique habit.

No matter where he went in the future, he always drove himself. Even if it was Thirteenth Sister Yazi and others, Su Hanze didn't like them to ride in the same car with him.

This habit continued until the new space function appeared!

Ring ring ring ring——

A rapid phone call interrupted Su Hanze's thoughts, and Su Hanze picked up the phone immediately.

The call was from Master Su.

"Ze...Brother Ze, our people have already blocked the ports of Tsing Yi and Kwai Chung. The bad guy you mentioned was preparing to take a big plane to the sea. Just now he...he jumped into the sea to..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Have you caught the person?"

"Caught!"

"Take it to the ice storage over at Warehouse No. 4. I'll be there right away!"

It was still the familiar slaughterhouse. When Su Hanze arrived here, several of his former thugs who had worked with Feiji had been waiting for a long time.

Su Hanze went to the underground ice storage and immediately saw the dump truck driver who had hit him.

At this time, he had been stripped naked, tied to a meat rack with wire, and beaten with a black eye and a swollen face.

"Brother Ze, this guy is very stubborn. No matter how we fight, he just won't say a word!"

A thug in charge of questioning came up to Su Hanze and whispered.

Su Hanze sneered, grabbed a hammer from the meat rack, and squatted in front of the driver.

"Are you that stubborn? I don't believe it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung a hammer and hit the driver squarely on the mouth.

The driver suddenly screamed, blood gushed out of his mouth, and all his teeth were smashed to pieces.

"Tell me, what's your name and who are you hanging out with?"

“Ahem…Hehehehe!”

Even though a mouthful of teeth were knocked out by a hammer, the driver still raised his head stubbornly, looked at Su Hanze, and laughed sinisterly.

I encountered a tough problem!

In the past, anyone who was brought to this ice storage would ask a few questions, no matter how stubborn they were.

This kind of silence is something I have never seen before!

"Laughing, huh? Give me the pliers!"

Su Hanze dropped the hammer in his hand, waved his hand, and signaled his men to go to the tool wall and get the pliers.

The henchman who was in charge of the questioning just now hurried to get the toolbox for Su Hanze.

Just as Su Hanze was about to reach out to take the pliers, the henchman volunteered.

"Brother Ze, I'm good at pulling out nails, why don't you let me do it, so as not to get you covered in blood!"

"What a waste of words! What did your boss teach you? Give me the pliers!"

Su Hanze spread out his palms, and the henchman had no choice but to hand over the pliers obediently.

Then he squatted down very tactfully and pulled the driver's hand away.

Su Hanze held the pliers in his hand and slowly reached towards the skinny driver's left thumb.

However, he did not choose to pull out the nail. Instead, he put the mouth of the pliers on his thumb and closed the tail of the pliers tightly.

hum-

"Ow—"

Following a crisp sound of bones breaking, a heart-wrenching howl came out of the driver's mouth.

Su Hanze had a cold face and continued to extend the pliers towards the driver's index finger and middle finger...

Only after he crushed all five fingers of his right hand did Su Hanze wipe the blood off his face.

He sneered, "Laugh! Why don't you continue laughing?"

The driver's entire face turned purple due to excessive pain.

But he was no longer wailing at this time, but was shaking constantly, and the look he gave Su Hanze was filled with endless resentment.

Even so, he remained silent.

"Your mother, are you a mute?"

Su Hanze scratched his head, but the henchman beside him immediately denied it.

"This guy is not dumb, when we fished him out of the sea and brought him on board, he was still yelling and cursing!

Brother Ze, this guy is just stubborn and has a ruthless character. He needs to be beaten!"

He is indeed a man of steel.

However, Su Hanze would not show any respect to him just because he was stubborn.

The scene of this guy driving his car and hitting him in Tsing Yi is still vivid in his mind.

"Spread his left hand!"

Su Hanze picked up the pliers again and was about to do the same thing to break all the fingers on the driver's left hand when he suddenly stopped.

He seemed to have an idea in his mind. The driver's left hand was as thin as his right hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if there were terrifying poisonous snakes crawling on it.

The withered fingers were like tangled vines, but the tip of the little finger on the left hand was cut off.

The unique way of loyalty of the old-time Yamaguchi-gumi!
This was the first thought that came to Su Hanze's mind.

He also had a rough understanding of Japan's top social group, the Yamaguchi-gumi.

This is different from the Hongmen and Qingbang's worship mode of beheading red chickens and burning yellow paper.

Japanese societies are influenced by the spirit of Bushido. As early as the shogunate period, samurai under the daimyo had a ritual of cutting off fingers to show their loyalty.

It was not until World War II that the Black Dragon Society promoted this ritual throughout Japan, and it was later perfectly inherited by the Yamaguchi-gumi.

This finger-cutting ritual makes it easier for the society to select subordinates who are truly fearless and daring - if you don't even dare to cut off your fingers, how can you be qualified to be a gangster who bullies men and women?

Secondly, it can remind members of the organization at all times and let them always remember their identity as members of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

If you are disloyal to the society, your fingers will be cut off today and your head will be cut off tomorrow!

Su Hanze seemed to understand why the guy in front of him was so stubborn.

People who have been brainwashed by the spirit of Bushido can indeed regard honor as their life.

More importantly, the Yamaguchi-gumi never shows mercy to traitors.

The driver of the heavy truck that hit him might have several wives and children whose lives are in the hands of the Yamaguchi-gumi. He has no way to speak and no right to speak.

Su Hanze dropped the pliers. He had lost interest in the interrogation.

"I'm only asking you one question now. If you answer me, I can give you a quick death!"

The driver's frightened expression immediately revealed a hint of surprise, but he chose to keep silent and wait for Su Hanze to ask further.

"Are you a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

……

The other party still chose to remain silent.

Su Hanze sneered: "Could it be that a warrior who is not afraid of death would be afraid to admit his identity?!"

"That's right!"

The man finally spoke, but his words were in a standard Taiwanese accent.

From then on, the extreme killer sent by the Yamaguchi-gumi wiped the blood from his mouth and grinned at Su Hanze.

"Susan, you will pay the price for what you did in Longjiang Hotel.

In consideration of my helping you solve your puzzle, can you please tell me one thing? "

"What do you want to know?"

"How on earth did you survive that car accident?!"

Su Hanze sneered and stood up straight. He didn't want to answer this question.

He immediately called out to his men, “Ask them carefully and find out who sent him!

We must get to know his background clearly!
Remember, before you find out anything, don't let him die, otherwise I will only ask you!"

Upon hearing this, the Yamaguchi-gumi killer shuddered.

He trembled and roared at Su Hanze: "Asshole! You don't keep your word! You shameless man, you will definitely be punished in the end!
ah--"

Screams rang out again in the ice storage. Su Hanze didn't want to stay here. He didn't believe that there were any bones in this world that could not be worn away!

Now, he just needs to go back and wait for news.

The long night passed quietly.

Su Hanze stayed in the space for a whole night. After waking up and coming out of the space the next day, he tried to stretch his muscles and bones, but did not find anything abnormal with his body.

But he didn't take it seriously. Tempering the body in space is a long process. The most urgent thing is to call the thugs at the slaughterhouse to see if they can find out anything.

beep--

After a paging tone, the phone was picked up.

A frustrated voice came from inside: "Brother Ze, this guy is so stubborn.

No matter how we greeted him, he refused to confess anything except shouting at us to kill him.

Also, last night he took advantage of us not being prepared and tried to commit suicide by banging his head against the wall a few times. I’m afraid he’ll commit suicide, so I covered his face and mouth!”

It's really a tough nut to crack!

After listening to the report from his men, Su Hanze only told them to keep an eye on the man, then he made a cup of tea to clear his mind and think of a solution.

Yesterday he had learned that the assassination was related to people from Longjiang Hotel.

But ever since he burned down the Long Jiang Hotel, the people there scattered like birds and beasts and never appeared in Kowloon City again.

Su Hanze couldn't understand why the people from Longjiang Hotel would collude with the Yamaguchi-gumi.

According to information revealed by Xiyan, Longjiang Hotel had been operating in Kowloon City for more than 20 years. Apart from taking in some desperate fugitives and wanted criminals, no Japanese had ever appeared there.

How did they get involved with the Yamaguchi-gumi?
Or was the killer's severed finger just a coincidence, and he was taking advantage of my guess to deceive me?

Finally, Su Hanze suddenly remembered that You Jiazhen seemed to have used a drug called truth serum on him.

At that moment, he felt it necessary to get some of this medicine from Youjia Town.

Since this guy is so tough, I wonder if his nerves can withstand the attack of modern chemical agents.

Just thinking about looking for Youjia Town, Su Hanze couldn't help but feel a headache.

But there was no other way. He had to get all the information he wanted from the killer.

If he didn't root out the mastermind behind this, he might be able to avoid becoming their target of assassination.

But what if the mastermind behind this is targeting his relatives and loved ones?

Thinking of this, Su Hanze immediately called You Jiazhen.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered.

A calm voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Ahem, it's me!"

"Su Hanze? What's the matter?"

"Um... Madam, can you give me some of that truth serum you had last time?"

"Veritaserum? What do you want to do with it?
I warn you, Su Hanze, Truth Serum is now an internationally banned drug, so you'd better not have any evil thoughts."

You Jiazhen still had that cold tone, which made Su Hanze annoyed for a moment.

"Your mother! Did she give you face?!

You knew it was a banned drug, but you still dared to use it on me last time? Is your skin itchy again? ! "

"Cluck—the password is correct!"

You Jiazhen's bell-like laughter came from the phone, and then Su Hanze heard a charming voice.

"Where are you? I'll drive to pick you up now!"

Su Hanze couldn't help but shiver and suddenly felt goose bumps all over his body.

Finally he refused: "No need, just wait for me at Repulse Bay, I'll be there soon!"

In a detached villa in Youjia Town, Repulse Bay.

You Jiazhen took Su Hanze's arm and led him upstairs.

(End of this chapter)