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

Chapter 201: Problems Will Occur Sooner or Later
"Brother Qiu, the goods have been found!" Abin said excitedly, "Su Hanze's people hid the goods in a warehouse in the northern district. There are only a few guards there."

Qiu San slowly stood up, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes: "Very good. This time, not only must we get our goods back, but we must also teach Su Hanze a real lesson."

He turned to look at Ah Bin and said firmly, "Gather all the people who can be mobilized and take action tonight. I want Su Hanze to understand who has the final say on the rules of Wan Chai."

Qiu San stood in the middle of Shengrong Hall's meeting room, the light shining on his face, casting a deep shadow. He gently patted the table with his hand, and the brothers sitting around him pricked up their ears. The air in the whole room seemed to become stagnant because of his silence. The Wan Chai map on the table was marked with red circles, and each circle represented a base that Su Hanze might have set up.

"Abin, do you have a clear understanding of the situation around the warehouse?" Qiu San's voice was low but powerful.

"It has been confirmed. There are indeed not many guards around. Most of them are peripheral minions." Abin pointed to a point on the map and said, "This is their main entrance and exit. There is an alley here that can be bypassed. If we act in two groups, we can completely surround the warehouse."

Qiu San nodded and glanced at everyone: "Su Hanze took our goods this time not only to rob us, but also to show us his power. He thought that I, Qiu San, would not confront him head-on for such a small matter. But tonight, I want to let him know that he was wrong."

"Brother Qiu San, should we go all out?" one of his men asked tentatively, with a hint of worry in his tone.

Qiu San smiled coldly, with a tone of unquestionable determination: "It's not about going all out, but about winning with one strike. This time, we must not only get our goods back, but also disperse his people and completely deter those guys in Wan Chai who are ready to make a move."

"Understood!" the brothers responded in unison, their eyes full of fighting spirit.

"The operation is divided into three steps." Qiu San walked to the map and tapped several key locations with his fingers. "First, send people to block these roads and cut off their retreat. Second, arrange a group of brothers to sneak in from here and create chaos. Third, the main force will attack directly from the front and bring the goods back intact."

Ah Bin nodded, and then asked, "Third Brother Qiu, what if Su Hanze's people come to support quickly?"

"If we move fast, they will probably move slowly." Qiu San said in a cold tone, with murderous intent in his eyes. "Su Hanze is not a god. Every step he takes is a test, and every step we take will catch him off guard."

At midnight, the lights on the streets of Wan Chai were dim, with a few cars passing by occasionally, but mostly there was a vague silence. Qiu San's men were divided into three groups and quietly approached the warehouse in the northern district.

A Bin led the first group of people around the alley and arranged along the side door of the warehouse. After confirming that no fish had slipped through the net, he whispered on the intercom: "Third Brother Qiu, the perimeter has been cleared."

Qiu San sat in the car, listening to the report calmly. He responded in a low voice: "Wait for my signal."

He turned to look at another small leader beside him and ordered, "Notify the front team and prepare for action."

In the night breeze, the guards outside the warehouse were smoking and chatting about irrelevant topics, completely unaware that danger was approaching.

"Brother, we've been making so much moves recently, but is there really no movement from Qiu San?" asked a young guard with a hint of doubt in his tone.

"Don't think too much. The boss said that Qiu San is too scared to fight back." Another person sneered, "We took his goods this time, what else can he do?"

Just as he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed past them from behind, and then the door of the warehouse was suddenly kicked open. With a loud bang, the entire warehouse fell into chaos in an instant.

"Someone is attacking!" the guard shouted loudly and hurriedly took out his weapon, but before he could react, he was quickly suppressed by Qiu San's men.

A Bin led his brothers and rushed in, heading straight for the hidden cargo area with a clear goal. In the warehouse, lights flickered, figures were intertwined, and shouts and footsteps mixed together.

"The goods are here!" A Bin kicked open a wooden box and confirmed the location of the goods. He quickly reported through the intercom: "Brother Qiu San, the goods have been found!"

"Take him away!" Qiu San's voice was calm and decisive.

At the same time, the frontal group had already started a brief confrontation with the remaining Su Hanze guards. Qiu San stood beside the car outside the warehouse, looking at the lights in the distance, without a trace of panic on his face. He knew that the outcome of this operation had been decided.

In less than an hour, all the goods were safely transferred, the guards in the warehouse were all dispersed, and the few remaining people had already dropped their weapons and fled.

"Third Brother Qiu, the goods have been transported away safely." A Bin walked up to him, his tone full of excitement, "This time we not only got the goods back, but also caused Su Hanze's people to suffer heavy losses."

Qiu San nodded, but his tone remained calm: "Don't be too happy too soon. This is just the first step. Next, let the people in Wan Chai know that this cargo route is decided by us alone."

"Understood!" Abin nodded, and immediately arranged for people to evacuate.

Qiu San stood there, looking at the streets that were gradually returning to calm, with a sneer on his face. He knew that tonight's victory was just the beginning, and every step that followed would be the key to crushing Su Hanze.

The night in Wan Chai was once again covered by peace, but under this peace, undercurrents were surging, and could cause bigger waves at any time. Qiu San's footsteps never stopped, and what he had to do was to win the whole game before Su Hanze completely understood.

Qiu San stood beside the car, looking at the convoy that gradually disappeared into the night, his face still without any smug look. He lowered his head to light a cigarette, the firework swaying in the night breeze. He took a deep breath, then cast his eyes to A Bin beside him, and whispered: "This is just the beginning, Su Hanze will not give up. Every step from now on must be more careful than tonight."

A Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded, "Brother Qiu, I understand. Although this operation was successful, the brothers are also a little tired. Do you think it is..."

"No need to stop." Qiu San interrupted A Bin with a firm tone, his eyes as sharp as a hawk. "Especially at times like this, we can't let people think that we have any signs of slacking off. Let all the brothers deliver the goods to the designated location, and rest immediately after completing the handover, but half of the people will continue to guard the East Wharf and the cargo road. There can't be any omissions."

A Bin bowed his head and responded, with a bit of awe in his eyes. He knew that Qiu San's decisions were always extremely accurate, and every instruction was like a key move in a chess game, which did not allow any hesitation.

"Brother Qiu San, what about Su Hanze? Should we take this opportunity to teach him a lesson?" A Bin asked tentatively. Qiu San exhaled a puff of smoke and his eyes fell on a patch of lights in the night sky in the distance. He said slowly: "The lesson tonight is enough. His current loss is not in the warehouse, but in his reputation in Wan Chai. The more anxious he is to counterattack, the more loopholes he will have. What we have to do is wait for him to make a move next time, and then make him lose completely and have no way out."

Abin nodded and left immediately.

At the same time, on the top floor of the Dynasty Nightclub, Su Hanze sat on a large leather chair with a terribly gloomy face. His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, and the only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock.

"Brother Ze, this is bad!" Ah Kuan hurriedly pushed the door open, his face full of anxiety, "The news just came that Qiu San's people have taken the goods back. The brothers' guards have been dispersed, and the warehouse has been destroyed."

Su Hanze looked up at Ah Kuan, his eyes so cold that no one dared to look directly at him. He slowly stood up and walked to the window, shaking the wine glass in his hand gently, and the red liquid rippled in the glass.

"Qiu San... he really took action." Su Hanze's voice was low and carried an extremely dangerous tone.

"Brother Ze, our people have tried their best, but the force on Qiu San's side is too big, and we can't stop them at all." A Kuan said in a low voice, with obvious guilt in his tone.

"Try your best?" Su Hanze sneered, turned his gaze to Ah Kuan, and said in a sharp tone, "Try your best, and this is the result? The goods are gone, and the place is smashed. Tell me, is this trying your best?"

A Kuan lowered his head and dared not speak any more.

Su Hanze drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp and put the glass down on the table with a crisp sound. He said slowly: "Qiu San thought he had won, but he didn't know that this game had just begun. The harder he attacked tonight, the greater the price he would pay."

"Brother Ze, are you planning to..." A Kuan asked tentatively.

"Have people keep a close eye on the East Pier and Bar Street." Su Hanze's eyes flashed coldly. "Qiu San is very popular now, but he has limited people after all. If he wants to stabilize the cargo route, he will expose more key points. I want him to pay double the price for tonight's action."

"I understand!" A Kuan nodded, then turned and left.

Su Hanze stood in front of the window, looking at the lights of Wan Chai, with a meaningful sneer on his face. He knew that Qiu San was a formidable opponent, but he also knew that such people were most likely to miss opportunities because of being too cautious. What he had to do was to seize every tiny flaw of the opponent and turn the situation around step by step.

The next day, when the cargo owners in Wan Chai learned that Qiu San had successfully recovered the cargo, their reactions varied. Some rekindled their confidence in Qiu San, believing that he was still the "rule maker" in Wan Chai; others remained on the sidelines, fearing that Su Hanze's next move would be more drastic.

"Brother Qiu, the cargo owners at the East Pier have begun to resume cooperation." A Bin walked into the office with a somewhat relaxed look on his face. "However, there are still a few guys who are waiting and watching, and have not expressed their opinions for the time being."

Qiu San sat on the chair, looking normal. He gently turned the teacup in his hand, his eyes fell on the map on the table, and asked casually: "Who are those who are still watching?"

"Some of them are old cargo owners who have had contact with Su Hanze and are usually cunning; others were threatened by Su Hanze last time." Abin reported truthfully.

Qiu San nodded, his eyes deep: "Tell them that the cargo road to Wan Chai will always be unobstructed, but this road is not reserved for everyone. As long as they are still waiting and watching, don't even think about coming back."

A Bin hesitated for a moment: "Brother Qiu, if they really side with Su Hanze, then..."

"Lead?" Qiu San sneered, his eyes cold, "Do they think Su Hanze can protect them? Tell them one thing, the business in Wan Chai can only survive if it follows me, Qiu San."

Ah Bin nodded heavily, secretly admiring Qiu San's courage. He knew that this simple sentence was enough to keep those wavering people awake all night.

At the same time, Su Hanze's people had already started a new round of provocations against Qiu San's forces. Riots broke out in some small places on Bar Street, and even several cargo owners who cooperated with Qiu San were threatened on the street.

"Third Brother Qiu, Su Hanze's people have started causing trouble in Bar Street." A Bin hurried into the office, looking anxious. "Several places were smashed last night, and a cargo owner's car was stopped."

"Have their people been caught?" Qiu San asked, looking up, with no emotion in his tone.

"We caught two minions, but they were probably released by Su Hanze on purpose." Abin frowned, "Their purpose is to cause trouble for us and disperse our forces."

"Making trouble?" Qiu San sneered, his tone as cold as the winter night wind. "The more they want to cause trouble, the more it proves that we are right."

He stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the streets of Wan Chai, and said in a low voice: "Spread my words, whoever dares to touch the place on Bar Street will not be able to leave Wan Chai. If Su Hanze doesn't want to play, I will play with him to the end."

Qiu San stood by the window. Wan Chai in front of him was shrouded in a layer of mist, and the lights on the street looked particularly deserted in the night. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned forward slightly, as if he wanted to see the pulse of the city more clearly through the glass. He knew that although Su Hanze's current actions were not as fierce as on the surface, the smell of gunpowder was getting stronger and stronger in secret. Ah Bin stood behind him and was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Brother Qiu, the brothers are ready. Several places on Bar Street have also increased their manpower. However..." A Bin's tone was a little hesitant. "Two more places were harassed last night. Although our people did not suffer any loss, the owners of Bar Street are beginning to feel uneasy. They are worried that Su Hanze will go too far and that we can't protect them."

Qiu San did not turn around, his eyes still stayed outside the window, as if he did not hear what A Bin said. He gently raised his hand and pushed the window open a crack, and the cold wind immediately rushed in, blowing away the smoke and oppressive atmosphere in the room. He slowly spoke in a low voice: "These bosses are usually more sweet than each other when they flatter us, but when it comes to the critical moment, they are just afraid?"

"Yeah." A Bin sighed, "Several owners of the venues have already started to talk to Su Hanze's people in private. Although they don't dare to rebel openly, if this attitude is not dealt with, problems will arise sooner or later."

Qiu San finally turned around. There was no anger on his face, but a faint sneer. He walked back to the table, sat down, lit a cigarette, and the smoke slowly rose. His eyes fell on the map on the table: "Do they think Su Hanze can protect them?"

"I think they were scared out of their wits by Su Hanze's men." A Bin frowned and said, "But if these people really dare to surrender to Su Hanze, they must not be let off easily."

(End of this chapter)