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

Chapter 180: You Have to Hold On Even If You Can’t
"They are waiting." Su Hanze said calmly, "But the longer they wait, the more flaws they will find. Xi Mihua's patience is limited. The more chess pieces Kanta has, the more dangerous he will be."

"How about we add some fuel to Xi Mihua's fire?" A Bing suggested, "If he keeps holding it in like this, he'll collapse sooner or later."

"No hurry." Su Hanze smiled slightly. "The later he collapses, the louder the noise. This scene has just reached its climax."

On the other side, Lu Dongpi was squatting in front of a barbecue stall in the East District, holding a string of chicken skin in his mouth, pointing in the direction of the place and laughing: "Look, these people are like they are in an action movie, each one of them is as tense as a steel wire, I'm really afraid of breaking myself!"

Ah Quan swallowed a mouthful of beer and couldn't help asking, "Brother Beer, it's almost time, will that batch of goods arrive?"

"Come? Where did the stuff come from?" Lu Dongpi grinned, "This play was written by Brother Ze, and the stuff is all in his head! But seeing how hard they work, I really want to give them a prize."

The lady boss of the barbecue stall came over with a plate of fresh beef tendon skewers and interrupted with a smile: "Brother Dongpi, what big case are you guys investigating? I see you guys hanging around here every day, and the place is so noisy over there, it's really lively."

"Boss lady, what do you know!" Lu Dongpi said while chewing beef tendon, "We are doing art, don't you understand? The underworld of Haojiang is a big stage, and we are all actors!"

In the back alley of the place, Xiao Wu's intercom suddenly heard a hurried voice: "Brother Wu, there are people approaching, there are quite a few of them, and it looks like they are here to cause trouble!"

Xiao Wu's heart tightened, and he quickly reported to Xi Mihua: "Brother Hua, it's bad, a stranger has entered the area, and he doesn't look like a good person!"

Xi Mihua was sitting on an old wooden chair with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he slowly opened his eyes and said in a cold tone, "Let the brothers prepare. Whoever dares to move tonight will know what regret is."

At this moment, Kanta's deputy also received a call. The person on the other end of the phone said hurriedly: "Sir, the atmosphere around the venue is getting more and more tense. It may be time for a fight. Do we need to intervene?"

"No." Kanta smiled. "Let them fight on their own. The more Xi Mihua's brothers fight, the greater our chances."

The night breeze from the East District blew over, and the atmosphere in the venue was already tense to the extreme. Xiao Wu stood at the back door, and the sweat in his palms almost made him drop the intercom. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and gritted his teeth and muttered to himself: "If I keep holding it in like this, I'm going to be ruined. Will the batch of goods come or not?"

Chen Bing leaned against the wall, holding a toothpick in his mouth and yawning leisurely: "Can you stop scaring yourself? Even if there is something, we can just guard it. What are you afraid of?"

"Are you really not afraid or are you just pretending not to be afraid?" Xiao Wu glared at him. "Look at those strangers surrounding us. They are standing like statues. It makes me nervous!"

"Are they tired of standing? Can they stand until dawn?" Chen Bing laughed. "If you ask me, we should just treat this as a night shift security guard and endure it peacefully. Whoever moves first will lose."

On the other side, Xi Mihua sat in his office, lit a cigarette, and squinted out the window. The phone rang, he picked it up and listened for a while, his eyes gradually becoming gloomy.

"Brother Hua, the situation is not good." The younger brother on the other end of the phone said in a low voice, "There are more and more people around the venue. It seems that they are not just from Kanta, but also from other unknown origins."

"Others?" Xi Mihua sneered, "Everyone wants to step on my head, right? Okay, tell the brothers to be prepared. No matter who dares to mess with our place, let them taste the iron fist."

At the same time, Kanta's deputy was observing at the entrance of the alley, and heard his subordinate's report in the headset: "Sir, Xi Mihua's people are obviously nervous, but they haven't made any big moves yet."

Kanta was playing golf in an upscale club. He swung the club gently and hit the ball into the hole in the corner. Then he said slowly, "Nervousness is a good thing. The more nervous he is, the more likely he is to make mistakes. Keep watching and don't intervene until he makes a mess of the situation."

In the monitoring room of the venue, A Bing was holding a can of beer, grinning and slapping his thigh: "Brother Ze, this is such a good show! Xi Mihua and his gang are almost unable to hold on, but Chen Bing looks quite calm, I guess he won't be able to hold on for much longer."

"Chen Bing's calmness is fake." Lu Dongpi was chewing on a roast duck leg and said vaguely, "People like him, no matter how calm they are at ordinary times, they will collapse quickly at the critical moment."

Su Hanze sat in a chair, turning a pen in his hand, his expression as calm as ever. He stared at the picture on the screen and whispered, "Kanta is still waiting and watching. This game is not the last moment yet. Let the people from Dong Beer add some information and spread false news, saying that the goods have entered the East District and the target is Xi Mihua's place."

"Understood!" Lu Dongpi took out his phone and made arrangements while biting a duck leg. "I guarantee they'll be blown away!"

The news quickly spread to the place. When Xiao Wu received the call, his face suddenly changed: "Brother Hua, this is bad! There is news that the goods have entered the East District, and the target is our place!"

"Oh, that's more like it." Xi Mihua took a deep puff of his cigarette and pressed the butt into the ashtray. "Tell the brothers to be in place. If anyone dares to move this time, we'll just start fighting!"

The atmosphere in the East District was instantly pushed to its peak. Xi Mihua's brothers were fully armed, and the strangers who were watching began to move quietly, as if looking for a breakthrough.

At the other end of the alley, Kanta's deputy was watching all this, his tone becoming a little hurried: "Sir, Xi Mihua's people have already started to act, and they seem to really believe that the goods are coming."

"Very good." Kanta's voice came through the headset, still calm and composed, "Wait a little longer, let them move a little bigger. The later we move, the more we will gain."

At this moment, on the terrace of the venue, Su Hanze stood in the wind, looking towards the east district. His eyes were calm and deep, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The chessboard has been set, now it depends on who makes the first move."

The night in the East District was drawing to a close, but the atmosphere was getting more intense. Xi Mihua sat on a wooden chair in the back alley of the venue, playing with a lighter in his hand, his eyes sweeping through the crowd around him like a knife. He had already smelled a hint of danger, but he would not retreat, and could not retreat.

Xiao Wu ran over, his tone showing a hint of panic: "Brother Hua, those strangers are moving! They are divided into two groups, one group is hanging around the front door, and the other group is approaching the back alley!"

Xi Mihua raised his lips with a sneer: "It's just in time. I've been waiting all night. It's finally interesting. Tell the brothers to keep an eye on the back alley. Anyone who dares to step into it will be carried away directly."

"Brother Ke Hua, that batch of goods..." Xiao Wu hesitated to speak.

"Goods? Where did they come from?" Xi Mihua's eyes were as sharp as knives. "No matter if it's true or not, we just need to hold the place tonight. Even if Su Hanze comes in person, don't think of showing our weakness!"

At the same time, Lu Dongpi was squatting beside a small truck at the entrance of the alley, directing his brothers to transport beer to the vicinity of the venue. While chewing peanuts, he said cheerfully: "Hurry up, the atmosphere in this venue is so tense, we can't waste such a good 'performance prop'."

"Brother Beer, what is this beer used for?" A Quan asked puzzledly while carrying two boxes of beer.

"To create an atmosphere! Have you heard of the atmosphere group?" Lu Dongpi said seriously, "There are so many people watching in the venue. When the action starts, our beer will come in handy." In the monitoring room of the venue, A Bing was staring at the screen, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back: "Brother Ze, Xi Mihua's people are all on alert. They are even eyeing the trash cans in the back alley. Aren't they too paranoid?"

"If they are not afraid of everything, how can we make them completely mess up?" Su Hanze said calmly, with a hint of calm calculation in his tone, "What about Kanta? Is there any action?"

"Kanta is still watching, but his men are clearly closer to the front than before." A Bing pointed at a few black dots on the screen. "They are only two alleys away from the venue. They are probably waiting for an opportunity."

"Very good." Su Hanze nodded. "Spread the news that Xi Mihua's people have contacted the Golden Triangle. Kanta's people will never miss this opportunity."

A Bing burst into laughter: "This is a sinister move! Once Kanta's people get anxious and Xi Mihua's people get confused, the game will explode!"

As expected, Kanta's deputy received the news and hurriedly reported to him: "Sir, there is intelligence that Xi Mihua's people have connected with the Golden Triangle, and they may be taking the goods out of the East District!"

Kanta put down his wine glass, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "This is a good opportunity. If the news is true, Xi Mihua will completely lose the qualification."

"Then we..." The deputy hesitated.

"Do it." Kanta's tone was calm, but with irresistible majesty, "But remember, only attack Xi Mihua's people, don't involve other forces. We just want results."

Kanta's men quickly approached the perimeter of the venue, and Xi Mihua's men immediately sounded the alarm after noticing the movement. Chen Bing stood in the back alley, holding an iron rod, and shouted angrily: "Brothers, hold on! Whoever takes a step back today, I will make him get out of the East District!"

Xiao Wu seemed a little flustered: "Brother Bing, there are too many people in Kanta, can we hold on?"

"You have to hold on even if you can't!" Chen Bing glared at him. "If you fail at this moment, will Brother Hua let you go?"

At the other end of the alley, Lu Dongpi was holding a box of beer and excitedly directing, "Quick, quick, brothers, pile the beer at the entrance of the place. When they really start fighting, we will say we are here to deliver condolences!"

Ah Quan suppressed his laughter and said, "Brother Pi, you delivered it just in time!"

"How can it be called art if it's not timely?" Lu Dongpi patted Ah Quan's shoulder and smiled with ease, "When they find out they are out of stock, we can still add more firewood."

In the corner of the alley, Kanta's men were already engaging Xi Mihua's men in close combat. Both sides were testing each other, but neither dared to start a real fight. This tense confrontation made the air in the entire East District thick.

On the terrace of the venue, Su Hanze stood quietly, overlooking everything. He raised a faint smile and whispered, "The chess game is already in chaos. Now, it depends on who will have the last laugh."

The atmosphere in the East District was completely tense, as if it would be ignited at any time by a match. In the back alley, Xi Mihua sat on a shaky old wooden chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand. His movements seemed casual, but his eyes were fixed firmly on the intercom.

"Brother Hua, Kanta's people have advanced to the back alley. Can we still hold on?" There was a tremor in Xiao Wu's voice, and it was obvious that he was almost unable to hold back.

"Whether we can hold on or not is not up to you." Xi Mihua put down his teacup, his tone cold and hard, "Tell the brothers to guard the place, whoever dares to cross the line will be dealt with directly! I want to see if Kanta dares to play for real!"

At the same time, Chen Bing stood at the back door, holding a thick iron pipe, nervously scanning the surroundings. He gritted his teeth and said to the brothers around him: "Everyone, cheer up! Brother Hua's order is absolute. Whoever takes a step back, I will cut him first!"

"Brother Bing, with so many strangers staring at us, are we really going to take action?" A thin brother swallowed, his voice trembling a little.

"Action? Let them move first!" Chen Bing sneered, "Whoever makes the first move will be blamed. We just have to guard it. No one can take even a leaf away from here tonight!"

On the other side of the alley, Kanta's deputy was reporting the latest situation through the headset: "Sir, Xi Mihua's people are on full alert. Should we apply further pressure?"

Kanta leaned against the car, playing with the ring on his hand, with a faint smile on his lips: "No rush. Let them mess around on their own, and we will go in and clean up the mess at the last minute."

"But, if they really have the goods..." the deputy asked tentatively.

"So what if they have the goods? They are already trapped beasts." Kanta said calmly, "The more chaotic the fight of trapped beasts, the better."

In the monitoring room of the stadium, A Bing stared at the screen and laughed: "Brother Ze, these guys are really fighting hard! Xi Mihua's men are almost getting close to Kanta's men, but they are still holding on."

"Holding on is their only choice." Su Hanze's voice remained calm, his eyes sweeping across the chaotic situation on the screen, "But if they hold on for too long, someone will eventually give in."

"Should we add some more ingredients?" A Bing suggested, with an excited smile on his face.

"No need." Su Hanze waved his hand. "The place is already lively enough. If we add more fuel, the fire might burn too fast. Now, we just have to wait for them to collapse on their own."

At this time, Lu Dongpi was leaning against the wall at the entrance of the alley, chewing a spicy sausage, and looking at the chaos in the place with a relaxed look on his face. He grinned and said to Ah Quan: "Look at Chen Bing, holding the iron pipe, he really looks like the protagonist in a Young and Dangerous movie!"

"Brother Pi, if the situation continues to be so tense, won't a fight really break out?" Ah Quan couldn't help but ask.

"It would be even better if we really fight!" Lu Dongpi slapped his thigh. "When they start fighting, we can pass beer to them and tell them: This is the tradition of Haojiang. Drinking while fighting will make the atmosphere more lively!"

The confrontation in the alley became more and more tense. Kanta's men slowly approached, and Xi Mihua's brothers became more and more alert. It seemed that the two sides would accidentally shoot at any time. At this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from the corner. It turned out to be a stray cat who had lost its way.

"Meow--" The cat made a crisp cry and jumped to Xi Mihua's back door, scaring one of his men so much that he almost dropped the weapon in his hand.

(End of this chapter)