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

Chapter 214 Report immediately!

Su Hanze slowly walked out of the shadows and stood in the middle of the dock, his eyes as sharp as a hawk. His voice came coldly: "I am someone you can't afford to offend."

Atu was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Su Hanze!"

"It seems you are not that stupid." Su Hanze walked to within a dozen meters of the cargo ship and looked up at Atu on the deck. "Where is my cargo?"

Atu's expression changed, but he quickly pretended to be calm: "Your goods? I don't know what you are talking about."

Su Hanze sneered and raised his hand to signal. Several of his men behind him quickly carried out a captured pirate and threw him on the ground. The man's face was pale, and he was obviously scared out of his wits.

"You should know what he said." Su Hanze's voice was still calm. "Hand over the goods, and I can let you leave alive."

Artu's fingers trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Leave alive? Su Hanze, what do you think you can do to me here? This is my territory!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind the cargo ship. Atu looked back and found that his men were being subdued one by one, and the control of the cargo ship had completely fallen into the hands of Su Hanze.

"Your territory?" Su Hanze's tone was full of sarcasm. "You can't even protect yourself, so what territory are you talking about?"

The chaos on the cargo ship deck gradually subsided, and the only sounds were the wind and waves on the sea surrounded by strong light. The pirates were tied up and thrown into the corner one by one. Some of them were still trying to struggle, but facing the fully armed Su Hanze's men, they finally chose to remain silent.

Su Hanze stood at the dock, his hands behind his back, looking coldly at Atu who was pinned down on the deck. Liu Jing and his men had already controlled all the entrances and exits of the cargo ship, and a carefully planned counterattack finally ended with an absolute advantage.

"Where are the goods?" Su Hanze's voice was low, but it was like a knife, stabbing straight at Atu.

Atu was panting heavily, with a few drops of blood on his face, but he still tried to put on a tough face: "The goods are no longer on the ship. You are too late."

Su Hanze narrowed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to look at Liu Jing. Liu Jing understood and waved to the people behind him. Several of his men immediately walked to the cabin to start searching. Su Hanze did not rush to speak, but slowly walked to the center of the deck and stood in front of Atu. He looked down at Atu, his eyes like looking down at a trapped prey.

"I don't like to repeat questions." Su Hanze's tone was still calm, but every word was oppressive. "Where is the goods?"

Atu laughed, with a hint of provocation in his voice: "Su Hanze, who do you think you are? Even if you kill us all, these goods will never return to you."

Su Hanze's eyes became even colder. He bent down and gently tapped Atu's shoulder with his finger: "Do you think I need to return the goods to me? As long as you live one day, I will have a hundred ways to make you regret touching my goods today."

Atu's smile froze, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes, but he still said stubbornly: "Kill me! You can't take it back anyway!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of Liu Jing's men came from the cabin: "Brother Ze! Found it! The cargo is still in the secret cabin at the stern!"

Atu's body suddenly stiffened, and the smugness on his face completely collapsed. Su Hanze stood up and sneered: "Atu, you are not even good at lying."

Liu Jing walked quickly to Su Hanze's side and reported in a low voice: "The quantity of goods is basically the same. It seems that they haven't been transferred yet. What should we do next?"

"Put the goods back." Su Hanze turned to look at Atu, his eyes as cold as ice. "As for him, I still have a use for him."

Artu gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with resentment. But he said nothing, just lowered his head and stopped looking at Su Hanze.

As the sky gradually brightened, the air at the dock was filled with moist mist. Liu Jing's men began to quickly count the cargo and reload each box onto the truck, while the remaining pirates on the cargo ship were escorted to the shore to await further disposal.

Su Hanze stood at the dock and lit a cigarette. He looked at the sea in the distance with a deep coldness in his eyes. A Kuan came over and whispered, "Brother Ze, everything went well. The loss of the goods was not big, and we can arrange to return to the port."

Su Hanze nodded without saying anything. His eyes remained in the distance, as if he was thinking about something deeper.

However, at this moment, a figure approached silently from the shadow of the dock. He was wearing pirate clothes, lowered his head, and his movements were extremely stealthy. In his hand was a short blade, and the blade flashed a cold light in the morning light.

"Brother Ze, be careful!" A Kuan was the first to notice something unusual. His voice exploded in the air and he rushed towards Su Hanze.

But everything happened too fast. The hidden assassin rushed forward and stabbed Su Hanze's abdomen with a short blade. Su Hanze subconsciously turned around and raised his hand to block it, but the blade still stabbed into his side.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his shirt red.

"Catch him!" Liu Jing roared, and several of his men quickly rushed over and pinned the assassin to the ground. The assassin's face showed a crazy expression, and he shouted something, but his voice was interrupted by the action of pinning him to the ground.

Su Hanze covered his wound, his face pale, but he still stood straight. He looked at the assassin coldly and said in a low voice: "Who sent you?"

The assassin struggled, spitting out blood, and sneered: "Do you think you really won? Today is just the beginning..."

Liu Jing kicked the assassin in the side and yelled, "Shut up!"

Ah Kuan quickly supported Su Hanze, his voice filled with anxiety: "Brother Ze, you lost a lot of blood, you have to treat the wound quickly!"

"Take him back to the cabin first." Su Hanze gritted his teeth, his voice revealing a strong will, "Things here are not over yet, I can't leave." "Brother Ze, your injury..." A Kuan wanted to persuade him again, but Su Hanze raised his hand and motioned him not to say anything more.

Su Hanze was helped into the cargo ship's cabin and had his wound bandaged. Although his face was pale, his eyes were still sharp. He leaned back in his chair and stared at Liu Jing coldly: "Interrogate the assassin. He knows more than we thought."

Liu Jing nodded and walked out of the cabin. A few minutes later, the assassin's painful screams were heard outside the cabin, and the sound was particularly harsh in the quiet morning.

Inside the cabin, Su Hanze closed his eyes and gently covered the wound on his side with his hand. Although his breathing was a little heavy, his mind was still clear. This hidden stab was not a simple accident, but a warning to him.

"Who is it..." He whispered to himself, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Who wants me to die?"

The morning sun shone through the small window of the cabin, casting a patch of mottled light and shadow. Su Hanze half leaned back in his chair, his arm pressed against the wound on his abdomen, the gauze soaked with blood. The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant alcohol, but it could not cover up the coldness around him. He stared at the door of the cabin, as if he could see everything happening outside through the thick wooden board.

Not far from the door, Liu Jingzheng and several of his men were surrounding the assassin. The assassin was tied to a pillar in the cabin, his face was covered in blood, and his clothes were tattered, but there was still a madness in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth: "You can kill me, anyway, I have completed the mission."

"Mission accomplished?" Liu Jing smiled coldly, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, pressing down hard. The assassin groaned, his face turned blue in pain, but he still clenched his teeth and made no sound.

"Tell me, who sent you?" Liu Jing's voice was low and dangerous, and his eyes were like a knife, stabbing fiercely into the assassin's face.

The assassin's smile got bigger, even with a hint of contempt: "You think I will tell you? People like you can only hide in power. Even if you know the name, what can you do? You will only die faster."

Liu Jing's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand to take an iron rod from his men. He tapped the metal part of the rod with his fingers, making a low sound. He squatted down, looked directly into the assassin's eyes, and said calmly: "You don't have to say it, I have plenty of ways to make you speak."

Inside the cabin, Su Hanze listened to the noise outside, turned his head slightly to look at Ah Kuan beside him, and said calmly: "Tell Liu Jing to stop, don't kill him. I need him alive."

Ah Kuan nodded, turned and walked out, whispering a few words to Liu Jing. Liu Jing frowned, but nodded to show that he understood. He stood up and waved his hand, signaling his men to drag the assassin aside for further interrogation.

Ten minutes later, Liu Jing opened the door of the cabin and walked in. His expression was no longer as stern as before, but more solemn. He held a note in his hand, walked up to Su Hanze, and whispered, "He confessed. The person behind it is Tai Sheng Group. The specific person has not been found yet, but he said that someone gave him a huge sum of money and asked him to assassinate you no matter what."

Su Hanze took the note and glanced at it, frowning slightly. He didn't speak immediately, but put the note aside and looked at Liu Jing: "Tai Sheng Group? Are there any clues behind it?"

"Very few. Their people obviously did it very cleanly. The assassin said that this assassination was originally a backup plan, and Artu's side was the focus. If the goods could be completely robbed, they would not resort to assassination." Liu Jing paused, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone, "This shows that they have the intention to kill you."

Su Hanze didn't say anything. His eyes swept across the documents on the table, and his expression was like a cold sculpture. He slowly sat up straighter, loosened his hand covering the wound, and whispered, "Tai Sheng's move is really big. They should know what the price will be for doing such a thing, right?"

Liu Jing did not answer, but just stood aside waiting for instructions. He knew very well that at this time, any extra words would be meaningless.

"A Kuan, prepare the boat to return to the port." Su Hanze's voice was still calm, but with unquestionable strength. "Liu Jing, this time, please arrange for someone to keep a close eye on the Tai Sheng Group, especially their core management. I want to know the movements of each of them. Even the slightest change must be told to me."

"Understood." Liu Jing nodded, then asked in a deep voice, "What about the assassin?"

"Take him back." Su Hanze turned his gaze to Liu Jing, his tone calm but with murderous intent, "He needs to experience the rules of Hong Kong Island."

Liu Jing didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left the cabin silently.

The sky gradually brightened, and the busy sounds on the dock continued. The cargo had been safely loaded onto the cargo ship returning to the port, and the vehicle escorting the assassin had also quietly driven away. Su Hanze sat in the cabin, closed his eyes and rested, tapping the armrests of the chair with his fingers, as if calculating the rhythm of each next step.

Ah Kuan walked forward and whispered, "Brother Ze, are you really not going to stay here for a few more days? Your injury..."

"The wound is not a problem." Su Hanze slowly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife, "The more times like this, the more I can't hide. Taisheng wants to play, I will let them know that touching me is the stupidest decision."

Ah Kuan looked at him with a flash of admiration in his eyes, but more of worry. Su Hanze would never give in easily, and it was precisely because of this character that he was able to gain a foothold in the chaotic situation in Hong Kong Island. But the situation this time was more complicated than any other time.

The freighter slowly sailed away from the dock, and the sea breeze mixed with salty and humid air blew into the cabin. Su Hanze stood at the stern, looking at the dock that was gradually getting farther away. He gently pressed his hand on the wound on his abdomen, and the pain reminded him that this confrontation was far from over. He whispered to himself: "Tai Sheng, where is your bottom line? I really want to know."

The freighter sailed steadily among the waves, and the morning light sprinkled on the sea, creating ripples. On the stern deck, Su Hanze held the railing with one hand and covered the wound on his abdomen with the other hand. The pain of the wound did not make him look weak, but made his eyes even colder. His eyes followed the gradually receding horizon, as if he was thinking about his next move.

Ah Kuan stood beside him, his face full of worry: "Brother Ze, your injury... at least you need to go back and let the doctor take a good look. The emergency bandage on the boat is of no use at all."

Su Hanze glanced at him calmly and said in a low voice: "Let's deal with it when we get back. We can't waste time now. The safe arrival of the goods at the port is the top priority. The people from Tai Sheng will not give up."

Ah Kuan hesitated for a moment and sighed, "We have tried our best to block the news about the assassin. But with Tai Sheng's methods, they may find out in advance."

Su Hanze sneered, turned around, and stared straight at A Kuan: "It doesn't matter whether the news can be blocked or not. Since the other party dares to take action, they will not wait for the results to appear in the news before reacting. A Kuan, this is not an ordinary provocation, they are testing our bottom line."

Ah Kuan nodded, his eyes becoming a little more stern. "Don't worry, I have asked Liu Jing's people to continue the investigation. They will keep a close eye on the core figures of the Tai Sheng Group and report any movements immediately."

Su Hanze said nothing more. He turned and walked back to the cabin. The corridor was filled with a faint smell of rust, and his wounds were aching. Although this operation successfully thwarted the plans of Artu and Tai Sheng Group, it was far from time to relax.

(End of this chapter)