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

Chapter 189 Should we take this opportunity to do something?
In a tea restaurant on South Bay Road, Chen Hanwen slowly stirred the milk tea in his cup and stared at an old newspaper on the table. He was wearing a shirt that was washed a little bleached, and he looked relaxed yet smart. His eyes swept across a small section on the newspaper, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Hanwen, why did you meet up so early? Is there something else going on?" Xiaolong, who was sitting opposite Chen Hanwen, couldn't help but speak. He was Chen Hanwen's right-hand man. Although he was young, he was smart.

"What do you think of the situation in Macao during this period?" Chen Hanwen asked, looking up in a casual tone.

"It's a mess." Xiaolong grinned. "Kanta's place was raided by the police a few days ago, and something happened in Brother Hua's warehouse. Now both sides are suspicious of each other and the situation is chaotic. Brother Ze's methods are really extraordinary."

"Brother Ze's methods are indeed brilliant, but the real fun is yet to come." Chen Hanwen closed the newspaper and leaned back in his chair. The expression on his face made it impossible to tell what he was planning.

"Brother Hanwen, what should we do next? Should we continue diving, or..." Xiaolong made a gesture.

Chen Hanwen shook his head and said with a smile: "Diving? The water is already muddy enough. If we dive any deeper, we will choke. Now is a good time. We must let these people know that they are not the only ones who can play in Haojiang."

Xiaolong's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice, "You mean - we're also going to be eliminated?"

"The end is inevitable, but we have to wait a little longer." Chen Hanwen folded the newspaper and stood up, his tone revealing a sense of certainty, "Have someone keep an eye on the South Wharf. The goods have not been completely cleared. Although Brother Ze has closed the net, there are always some fish that slipped through the net. These are the fish we want."

Xiaolong nodded in agreement and immediately stood up and left.

Chen Hanwen stood at the entrance of the tea restaurant, lit a cigarette, and looked across the busy streets to the blurred sea in the distance. He whispered to himself: "In this game of Jianghu, everyone wants to capture the pieces, but forgets who is the real chess player on the board."

At the same time, the atmosphere in Kanta's office was somewhat solemn. The deputy stood aside, holding a report in his hand, with a nervous look on his face: "Sir, most of the goods at the South Pier have been seized, but some have been moved ahead."

"Who robbed it?" Kanta's voice was as cold as ice. The cigar in his hand was only half burned before he put it out.

"We are still investigating. Some say the police received the information in advance, some say Brother Hua sent someone to do it, and some..." The deputy hesitated and swallowed, "Some say it was Chen Hanwen's people."

"Chen Hanwen?" Kanta raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of sneer on his lips, "Hasn't he always been doing some small peripheral business? Why, he dared to jump out recently?"

"Sir, could it be that Brother Ze wants to use him to set up a trap?" the deputy asked tentatively.

Kanta snorted coldly: "No matter who it is, I can't swallow this breath. Notify the people at the South Pier to do their best to find the whereabouts of the goods. Also, tell the brothers to be careful and don't take it lightly again."

Meanwhile, in Ximihua's place, Chen Bing had just received a report from his men, and he looked a little nervous: "Brother Hua, Kanta has started checking the goods at the South Wharf. Their people spread the word that someone got a bargain."

Xi Mihua held the teacup with a calm expression: "Getting a bargain? Whose bargain is so easy to get?"

"I heard it was Chen Hanwen's man..." Chen Bing said cautiously.

"Chen Hanwen?" Xi Mihua put down his teacup, his eyes full of amusement. "This old fox never takes the initiative to attack, but this is rare. It seems that the water at the South Pier is really muddy enough to make people want to get out."

"Should we take action?" Chen Bing asked.

"Why?" Xi Mihua sneered, "What we have to do now is to see how this game plays out. Chen Hanwen is good at killing people with borrowed knives. He may not really jump out for that little bit of stuff."

Chen Bing nodded, but he was still a little confused.

Late at night, in an abandoned warehouse at South Pier, Chen Hanwen sat on a worn wooden box with several black cargo boxes in front of him. Several of his confidants stood beside him, their expressions revealing a bit of excitement.

"Brother Hanwen, what should we do with this batch of goods?" asked a confidant.

"What's the hurry?" Chen Hanwen smiled. "This batch of goods is valuable not only because of the goods themselves, but also because of the stories behind them."

"Story?" Xiaolong was a little confused.

"The cargo belongs to Kanta, the dock belongs to Brother Hua, and the clue belongs to Brother Ze. Now we have everything. Do you think this is an interesting story?" Chen Hanwen lit a cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke. "In the underworld, everyone thinks they are the protagonist. In fact, the only ones who can really write stories are those of us who tell stories."

"Brother Hanwen, what's next?" Xiaolong asked.

"What's next?" Chen Hanwen smiled even more. "Next, let the three parties guess the ending of this story."

The lights in the warehouse were dim, but Chen Hanwen's eyes were exceptionally clear.

It was a dark night, the South Pier was quiet, and the sea breeze with a salty and humid smell blew through the abandoned warehouse.

Chen Hanwen was still sitting on the worn wooden box, turning a lighter in his hand, looking down in thought. Xiaolong beside him was so nervous that he couldn't sit still and couldn't help but say, "Brother Hanwen, how long can we hide this batch of goods before it is safe? Kanta and Brother Hua have already started investigating, and they will find us sooner or later."

"What's the hurry?" Chen Hanwen raised his head, his tone calm as if he was talking about something insignificant, "The value of this batch of goods does not lie in how long they are hidden, but in when they are revealed."

"What do you mean?" Xiaolong looked confused.

Chen Hanwen smiled and put down the lighter in his hand: "In the underworld, the goods are just a cover, and the really valuable thing is the news. The secrets behind this batch of goods are enough for them to bite each other's throats."

"But Brother Hanwen, if they knew that it was us who took the goods..." Xiaolong lowered his voice, his face full of worry.

"That's perfect." Chen Hanwen lit a cigarette, his eyes flashing with a sharpness, "If they knew, they wouldn't dare to act rashly. The underworld is all about interests, but no one dares to break the superficial rules easily."

Xiaolong didn't quite understand what he heard, but nodded anyway.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the warehouse. Chen Hanwen raised his eyebrows and waved his hand behind him. Several of his men immediately became alert, and someone quickly turned off the lights, and the warehouse instantly fell into darkness.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer, and I could vaguely hear a few people talking in low voices.

"Brother, is that guy really here?" A young voice sounded, with some hesitation in the tone.

"He must be there." Another hoarse voice said, "The wind at the South Pier is very tight. This place is remote and it's the easiest place to hide things. Be careful and don't make any noise."

Chen Hanwen heard it clearly, and a sneer rose at the corner of his mouth. He gestured to Xiaolong, signaling him to hide behind the pile of goods. The footsteps stopped at the door of the warehouse, and several figures crouched and sneaked in. They scanned around with flashlights, and the beam of light swayed in the corner of the warehouse, but they did not immediately find any trace of the goods.

"Look carefully. This batch of goods is worth a lot of money. Kanta is already very anxious. If we get it, we won't have to worry about food and drink in the future." The hoarse voice sounded more and more impatient.

"Brother, why does this place look a bit strange?" The young man lowered his voice, "Are we going to be ambushed?"

"Ambush?" A hoarse voice sneered, "With your guts, why are you still hanging around in the underworld? Find it quickly!"

Suddenly, the lights came on, and everything in the warehouse was instantly exposed to the glaring light. The men stood there in a daze, and before they could react, several guns were pointed at their heads.

"What are you looking for?" Chen Hanwen's voice came from behind the pile of goods. He walked out slowly with a relaxed smile on his face. "If you want to find goods, why don't you say hello first?"

Those people turned pale and stammered in a hoarse voice: "Han, Han Wen brother, it's a misunderstanding... We are just passing by, we don't mean anything else!"

"You're just passing by?" Chen Hanwen raised his eyebrows and stared at them with a half-smile. "How could you walk into the warehouse just passing by and know that there are goods here? Who told you, Kanta or Brother Hua?"

The hoarse man swallowed and sweat began to form on his forehead: "Brother, this is really a misunderstanding, we are..."

"Don't bother." Chen Hanwen raised his hand to interrupt him, his smile gradually fading. "I don't care who sent you here, but since you've entered my place today, you have to give me an explanation."

As soon as he finished speaking, several of his men stepped forward and tied up those men.

Xiaolong stood aside and couldn't help but whispered, "Brother Hanwen, what should we do with these people? Let them go?"

"Let them go?" Chen Hanwen sneered, his tone indifferent, "If we let them go, wouldn't it be a bargain for the people behind them? No, they have to stay here and let the people behind them pick them up."

"But what if..." Xiaolong wanted to say something, but was stopped by Chen Hanwen's look.

"In the underworld, everyone cares about their reputation. If their people dare to enter my territory, then their masters will have to kneel down and demand their release." Chen Hanwen slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his tone revealing a cold confidence, "We must not only keep this batch of goods stable, but also make these big fish panic."

A few hours later, the news spread quickly. Kanta's people got wind that several of their brothers were detained by Chen Hanwen at the South Pier, and they were immediately furious. After listening to the report, Kanta's face turned pale: "This Chen Hanwen really doesn't take me seriously anymore."

"Sir, do you want to send someone to negotiate?" the deputy asked tentatively.

"Talk?" Kanta sneered. "We can guess what he wants without even talking. He just wants to force us to take action first. Don't fall for his trick."

"Then let's..."

"Keep an eye on him." Kanta's eyes were grim. "Send someone to monitor his warehouse, but don't let them get close. I want him to know that Kanta's goods are not something that anyone can take."

At the same time, Xi Mihua also got the news. Sitting in his office, after listening to Chen Bing's report, he couldn't help but laugh: "Chen Hanwen's move is quite interesting. Not only did he swallow the goods, he also dragged Kanta into the water."

"Brother Hua, should we take this opportunity to do something?" Chen Bing asked.

"Why do anything?" Xi Mihua waved his hands, his eyes deep, "The more you do now, the more chaos will arise. Let them fight, and we'll just watch. When they are both defeated, we'll take over the aftermath."

South Wharf fell into silence again late at night. Chen Hanwen stood at the door of the warehouse and lit a cigarette. He looked at the faint lights in the distance, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Hanwen, their people are not really going to come, right?" Xiaolong couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't matter whether they come or not." Chen Hanwen blew out a puff of smoke. "What's important is that they are already sleeping uneasy. The rivers and lakes of Haojiang are never meant for sleeping."

The night wind at the South Pier was getting colder. Chen Hanwen, standing at the door of the warehouse, dusted off his cigarette ash, his eyes still fixed on the river in the distance. He said to Xiaolong beside him, "Call all the brothers over later. Don't miss out on the necessary preparations. In the game of Jianghu, the most fearful thing is to make an unsteady move."

"Brother Hanwen, do you really think Kanta and Brother Hua will hold back? What if they send people to rob it, it will be difficult to defend this place." Xiaolong seemed a little anxious.

Chen Hanwen glanced at him and smiled meaningfully: "Xiaolong, do you know what the most important rule in the martial arts world is?"

"What is it?" Xiaolong blinked and moved closer.

"It's not strength, nor money, but brains." Chen Hanwen's tone was relaxed, but there was a sharp edge hidden in it. "If they dare to rob, I will let them rob nothing. You have to learn the principle of all is fair in war."

Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, Brother Hanwen, you are deliberately letting out the line to fish."

Chen Hanwen patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "About the same. However, the bigger the fish, the more careful you have to be when fishing it."

A few kilometers away, Kanta's office was brightly lit. His deputy stood by the table, looking anxious: "Sir, someone just reported that Hanwen's men have strengthened the security of the warehouse, and even the police dare not approach. Our people can't get close to them."

Kanta leaned back in his chair, holding a cigar in his hand. He was silent for a moment and sneered, "This old fox knows how to play. But he forgets that those who play with fire will end up burning themselves."

"So what do we do next?" the deputy asked cautiously.

"Don't move yet." Kanta looked out the window, "Let the brothers keep an eye on him for a few more days. I want to see how long he can hold out."

"But sir, if Brother Hua takes action first, we will be in a passive position." The deputy was a little worried.

"Brother Hua?" Kanta snorted. "He is more patient than me. He won't act rashly if he is not sure of the situation. This time, it is Brother Ze who is the most troublesome."

When the deputy heard the word "Ze Ge", his face froze: "Ze Ge hasn't made any moves recently, but I heard that his people are keeping a close eye on him. Sir, do you think he will -"

"Will it?" Kanta interrupted him in a low voice, "Brother Ze never takes action, he only lets others take action for him. In this game of chess, he is the referee and the player. What you have to be careful of is when he suddenly changes his attitude."

At the same time, Xi Mihua sat on the sofa in his office, drinking a cup of black tea elegantly. Chen Bing stood beside him and reported the latest news: "Brother Hua, Hanwen's people blocked two more people who came to investigate today. Kanta is almost going crazy."

(End of this chapter)