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

Chapter 200 Finally brought good news
Ah Bin understood and immediately ordered his men to disperse quickly and escort the truck to various exits. The atmosphere at the scene instantly became tense, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Zhang Hao's men began to waver, and several of them whispered to each other, obviously not daring to act rashly. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from a distance, and everyone turned their heads to see a group of Su Hanze's men rushing in aggressively, led by Su Hanze.

"Qiu San!" Su Hanze's voice was low and cold. He walked forward slowly, staring straight at Qiu San. "You brought people to the East Pier today. Are you trying to force me to fight you head-on?"

Qiu San turned his head, his eyes like a knife in the cold night, and stared at Su Hanze: "Fight? Su Hanze, do you think this is still your game?"

Su Hanze's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

Qiu San slowly approached and stood in front of him, speaking in a low but firm voice: "The rules of Wan Chai belong to me. The more you, Su Hanze, try to break them, the more you are digging your own grave. I will deliver the goods tonight safely. As for your people, if you dare to stop them, try what will happen to you."

Su Hanze clenched his hands slightly, and his eyes swept back and forth between Qiu San's men and the truck. He knew that if he took action tonight, the consequences would be disastrous. Finally, he snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Su Hanze's men retreated quickly, and Zhang Hao followed behind with a pale face and fear in his eyes.

Qiu San stood there, watching the convoy slowly drive away, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He turned to A Bin and said, "Tonight is just the beginning. Tell the people in Wan Chai that I, Qiu San, am back."

Qiu San stood under the street lights, his eyes calm as water, revealing an oppressive feeling that could not be ignored. He watched Su Hanze's men gradually disappear into the night, and only the slight sound of wheels rolling on the ground in the distance could be heard. He threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and crushed it with his toes. The spark of the cigarette butt disappeared on the cold concrete ground. He did not rush to leave, but slowly turned around and glanced at Abin and the brothers around him.

"Have the goods been delivered?" His voice was not loud, but it was like the beat of a drum in the silent night, and every word struck people's hearts.

"Yes, Third Brother Qiu, all the goods have arrived safely." Abin responded in a low voice, with a little excitement in his tone, but more of awe.

Qiu San nodded, raised his hand and gently patted Abin's shoulder, his voice still calm: "Well done, but you have to be more careful next time."

A Bin was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Brother Qiu, Su Hanze's people have withdrawn, what else can they do?"

"Do you think Su Hanze will just give up like that?" Qiu San's eyes swept across the surroundings like a knife, and he said in a low voice, "Just now they were testing us to see how far we can hold out. They took a step back, but that doesn't mean they won't fight back."

A Bin's expression suddenly became serious: "You mean, Su Hanze's people will come back?"

Qiu San smiled coldly, his eyes showing a hint of coldness: "They will definitely come back. Wan Chai is in this situation now and no one can afford to back down. Tonight is just the beginning, the real showdown has not yet begun."

He turned around and walked towards the car. Each step was steady and powerful, as if he was stepping on a rhythm, and every brother following behind him felt the invisible aura. A Bin followed him silently, with a thoughtful look and a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Abin, when we get back, have people strengthen the defenses on all cargo routes, especially around the East Pier." Qiu San's voice came from the front, his tone firm and unquestionable, "Su Hanze failed to stop us this time, his actions will only become more intense. We can't give him any chance."

A Bin nodded heavily: "Understood, I will arrange it right away."

Qiu San got into the car and closed the door, instantly blocking out the cold wind from the window. The lights in the car were dim, and he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and frowned slightly, as if thinking about the next step. He knew that although he had stabilized the situation tonight, this was just the beginning. The confrontation between him and Su Hanze had entered a stage where there was no turning back, and he had to stay ahead of the other party to ensure victory.

The car started slowly, drove through the night of Wan Chai, and headed towards Sheng Rong Tang.

At the same time, Su Hanze stood on the top floor of the Dynasty Nightclub, his face gloomy. He held a glass of red wine in his hand, but he hesitated to take a sip. He stared at the lights outside the window, feeling an indescribable irritation in his heart. Ah Kuan stood behind him, lowered his head, and dared not say much.

"Qiu San really made a smart move this time." Su Hanze spoke slowly, with a hint of barely perceptible anger in his tone, "Not only did he protect the goods, he also showed the people in Wan Chai how confident he is."

"Brother Ze, although we didn't win today's game, we didn't lose either." Ah Kuan said cautiously, "At least, Qiu San's people don't dare to expand easily."

"Don't dare to expand?" Su Hanze turned around and gave A Kuan a cold look, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "A Kuan, do you think his actions tonight were to protect the cargo route?"

Ah Kuan was stunned: "Isn't it?"

"He is asserting his sovereignty." Su Hanze put down his wine glass, his eyes cold, "He is telling the people in Wan Chai that the cargo route of the East Pier belongs to him, and no one else can touch it. He is not defending, but attacking."

Ah Kuan understood immediately and whispered, "Brother Ze, what should we do next..."

"Have someone keep an eye on the East Pier." Su Hanze's voice was low and full of pressure. "Qiu San now wants to completely control the cargo route. Then we should let him see clearly that he can't completely control this route."

A Kuan nodded in agreement and then turned and left.

Su Hanze stood alone in front of the window, his eyes deep, his fingers tapping the table lightly. He knew that Qiu San was an extremely dangerous opponent, and the situation in Wan Chai had entered the most critical stage. Every step forward could determine the final outcome of this duel.

A few days later, the atmosphere in Wan Chai became even more tense. Qiu San's men strengthened their defenses at the East Pier and several key freight routes, while Su Hanze's men did not stop their actions. They kept sending people to test the situation and even tried to bribe Qiu San's subordinates in an attempt to create chaos.

"Third Brother Qiu, someone reported that some brothers at the dock secretly accepted money from Su Hanze." A Bin walked into the office quickly with a serious look on his face. "Our people have already checked. It is true that some brothers have behaved suspiciously recently."

Qiu San stood by the table, frowning slightly. He did not speak immediately, but lowered his head in thought for a moment, then raised his head and said in a cold tone: "Bring them back and ask them clearly. If it is confirmed that Su Hanze's people bribed them, deal with them directly."

"Yes." Abin nodded and turned to leave.

Not long after, the suspicious brothers were taken to the basement of Shengrong Hall. Qiu San personally came to the basement, his eyes were as cold as frost, staring at the people kneeling on the ground, his tone was without a trace of warmth: "Tell me, who gave you the courage to do such a thing in my territory?"

Several people kneeling on the ground were trembling. One of the strong men said tremblingly: "Third Brother Qiu, we...we were just forced. Su Hanze's people said that if we don't listen to them, our family will..."

"Family?" Qiu San sneered, his eyes showing a hint of coldness. "When you betrayed me, did you ever think about whether your family would be protected by others?"

The sturdy man turned pale and lowered his head, not daring to speak. "It's dealt with." Qiu San said nothing more and turned to leave the basement.

Ah Bin stood aside and asked in a deep voice: "Third Brother Qiu, what's next?"

"Step up your defenses." Qiu San's tone was filled with murderous intent. "Su Hanze's men are desperate now. We just need to hold our ground and wait for him to start a mess."

Abin nodded, his eyes firm: "I understand."

Qiu San did not say anything else. He walked back to the office, sat on the chair, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyebrows. He knew that this game was far from over, and he had to stay awake to seize the final victory.

The night in Wan Chai has returned to tranquility once again, but beneath this tranquility, undercurrents are surging and a bigger storm may erupt at any time.

Qiu San sat on a chair and lit a cigarette. The smoke swirled in the dim office. His eyes wandered on the map, but he seemed to see through the paper and see the crises hidden in every corner of Wan Chai. He took a puff of the cigarette slowly, tapping the table with his fingers, as if he was setting the rhythm for the next move.

"Third Brother Qiu, the brothers on the freight route have stepped up their defenses. The situation at the East Pier has temporarily stabilized, but Su Hanze's people have been active in other areas recently." A Bin pushed the door open with a serious expression, "They tried to infiltrate our place on Bar Street, and several small leaders have received threats."

Qiu San raised his eyes to glance at A Bin, his tone calm but with irresistible pressure: "Threat? Su Hanze thinks he can shake our hearts with a few harsh words?"

"They may be trying to create panic." Abin whispered, "The brothers are under a lot of pressure right now. Everyone is worried that Su Hanze will take advantage of the opportunity to take action."

"It's normal to be afraid." Qiu San put out his cigarette and slowly stood up. "But fear can't solve the problem. Abin, tell the brothers to hold their positions. I'll take care of the rest."

A Bin nodded, then asked hesitantly: "Brother Qiu, should we take the initiative next? If we keep on the passive defense, people might think we are retreating."

Qiu San walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit streets of Wan Chai in the night. His voice was low and full of confidence: "The more Su Hanze moves, the more weaknesses he exposes. We don't need to take the initiative, just wait for him to make a mistake."

"But..." Abin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing Qiu San's determined look, he finally nodded, "I understand, I will cheer up my brothers."

Qiu San didn't say anything else. His eyes were still fixed out the window, and he had already started to outline his next plan in his mind.

A few days later, the situation in Wan Chai became even more tense. Su Hanze's people not only frequently provoked in the bar street, but also tried to win over some neutral forces of Qiu San through bribery and threats. At the same time, although the cargo route of the East Pier was temporarily stable, it was obvious that Su Hanze's people were watching around.

"Third Brother Qiu, I just received news that Su Hanze's people have intercepted our shipment again. This time it's the route to the bar street." A Bin walked into the office, his tone revealing a bit of anger, "They are deliberately trying to provoke us!"

Qiu San put down the teacup in his hand and frowned slightly. He thought for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "What exactly is going on?"

"The truck was intercepted last night. The guys on the truck were not injured, but the cargo was stolen. Su Hanze's people even said that this was a warning to us." A Bin gritted his teeth and said, "They are so arrogant!"

Qiu San shook his head slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Arrogant? Arrogant people are often the easiest to reveal flaws."

"So what should we do next?" Abin asked.

"Find out where this batch of goods has gone." Qiu San said in a low voice, "Su Hanze couldn't have taken our goods just to warn us. He must have other purposes."

"Yes, I'll check it out right away." Abin nodded and left.

At the same time, Su Hanze's people have begun to plan a bigger move in secret. Su Hanze sat on the top floor of the Dynasty Nightclub with a cold smile on his face. His subordinate A Kuan stood aside and reported the latest situation in a low voice.

"Brother Ze, the batch of goods has been transferred to a safe place. Qiu San's people haven't found any clues yet, but they will definitely notice it soon." A Kuan said.

"Very good." Su Hanze nodded slowly. "Qiu San's reaction this time will definitely be very intense. The more anxious he is to get the goods back, the more likely he is to expose his weaknesses."

"Then should we continue to apply pressure?" A Kuan asked tentatively.

"Pressure?" Su Hanze sneered. "No, we are going to make him completely confused next. Arrange people to spread the news that Qiu San's cargo route is no longer safe. Let all the cargo owners in Wan Chai know that following him will only lead to losing everything."

A Kuan nodded in agreement and left.

Su Hanze sat alone in a chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table. His eyes were deep, as if he was calculating something. For him, this game had entered the most critical stage, and he had to seize every opportunity to put Qiu San in trouble.

Soon after, the cargo owners in Wan Chai began to talk about it. The rumors deliberately spread by Su Hanze's people quickly spread among the cargo owners. Many people began to doubt Qiu San's ability, and some even tried to contact Su Hanze to seek a safer way of cooperation.

"Brother Qiu, the attitudes of those cargo owners have begun to waver." A Bin walked into the office with a look of worry on his face. "Several people have proposed to suspend cooperation, fearing that our cargo routes are unsafe."

Qiu San was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Have you found out the whereabouts of that batch of goods?"

"Not yet." Abin shook his head, "But the brothers have been keeping a close eye on every one of Su Hanze's bases. I believe there will be news soon."

"Very good." Qiu San nodded, his eyes showing a hint of coldness. "Tell those cargo owners that our cargo routes will only become more and more stable. If anyone dares to waver, let them know that there is no other way to go in Wan Chai."

Abin left in response, and Qiu San sat alone in the office, deep in thought. He knew that Su Hanze's actions were provocative on the surface, but in fact they were trying to weaken his prestige. If he didn't find a breakthrough as soon as possible, his situation might become even more difficult.

A few days later, Abin finally brought good news.

(End of this chapter)