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

Chapter 218 Secret Warehouse!

Soon after, the first convoy was stopped at a fork in the road, and the other party's vehicles quickly surrounded them. A man in the lead got out of the car, holding a rifle in his hand, and glanced at the convoy coldly: "Leave the goods behind, your people can leave today."

The driver did not get out of the car, but pressed the headset and whispered: "Brother Ze, they took action."

In the control center, Su Hanze's eyes turned cold, and then he said calmly: "Let them get closer, don't rush to move."

The other party was obviously a little impatient. The leading man raised his gun and fired a shot into the air. The sound was particularly harsh in the night: "I count to three. If you don't open the door, don't blame me for being rude."

The door slowly opened, and several drivers got out of the car one by one, raising their hands above their heads, pretending to be powerless to resist. The leading man smiled and waved his hand: "Go, unload the goods."

Several men immediately rushed forward and began to open the carriages for inspection. However, just as they opened the door of the first truck, a burst of urgent alarms suddenly sounded, and the surrounding lights suddenly lit up, blinding them.

At the same time, Su Hanze, who was hiding in the dark, attacked quickly with his hands. His movements were clean and neat, and the opponent was suppressed before he had time to react. The leading man realized that he had been tricked, roared and tried to fight back, but was knocked to the ground by Liu Jing's punch.

"Is that all you are capable of?" Liu Jing sneered and kicked him, "Are you qualified to stop our convoy?"

Su Hanze slowly got off the truck not far away, his eyes coldly sweeping over the trembling people on the ground. He walked up to the leading man, looked down at him, and said in a low voice: "Is this the order Chen Qing gave you?"

The man clenched his teeth and said nothing.

Su Hanze's eyes became even colder. He slowly squatted down, his voice like a cold wind: "Tell me what his next step is, otherwise you won't even see tonight."

The wind from the truck was chilly, blowing the dust on the ground in a whirlpool, surrounding the subdued men. The leading man was pinned to the ground by Liu Jing, and the blood on his face was particularly glaring under the light. He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with struggle, but he didn't speak, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Su Hanze stood in front of him, slightly bent over, tapping his knees with his fingers. His voice was low but full of irresistible oppression: "Tell me how Chen Qing arranged it. He asked you to intercept here, it's impossible that it's just for these goods. What else is your mission?"

The man did not answer, his eyes were stubborn but with a hint of madness.

Liu Jing's fist slammed into his shoulder, and his dull voice was mixed with anger: "Brother Ze is asking a question, are you mute? Speak!"

The man groaned, still gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

Su Hanze slowly stood up, his eyes fell on Liu Jing, his voice as cold as a knife cutting through steel: "Let him go."

Liu Jing was stunned for a moment, but still did as he was told and loosened his hand slightly. The man seemed to feel a chance to catch his breath and immediately wanted to struggle, but before he could move, he was kicked over by Su Hanze and fell to the ground sideways. He gasped in pain, but still did not cry out.

Su Hanze slowly approached, squatted down, gently pinched the man's chin with his fingers, and forcibly lifted his face. His eyes were as cold as a bottomless pool of water: "You have hard bones, it's okay. But you know, hard bones are worthless, and only living is useful."

The man's breathing was rapid, and sweat dripped down his forehead. His Adam's apple rolled, as if he wanted to speak, but he swallowed it back.

Su Hanze was not anxious, his voice was still calm: "Chen Qing arranged for you to come here, obviously he didn't expect you to come back alive. Otherwise, he wouldn't send such a few half-baked characters to die. You are just his abandoned pawn, do you understand?"

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and his clenched teeth finally loosened a little. He panted and said in a low voice: "You...how do you know this?"

Su Hanze smiled slightly, but without any warmth: "How I know is not important. What's important is, do you want to continue working for him, or find a way to survive for yourself?"

The man was silent, his eyes flickering with struggle. His chest rose and fell violently, as if he was fighting against some belief in his heart. Finally, he whispered: "Chen Qing... He arranged for us to intercept these goods to divert attention. His real target is your distribution channels in the mainland."

Su Hanze raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes became colder: "Distribution channels?"

"Yes." The man swallowed hard, his voice getting deeper and deeper. "He knows that your line is the key. If he can cut off your distribution, he can take advantage of the chaos to control the market. Intercepting these goods is just a cover to delay you."

Hearing this, Liu Jing couldn't help but angrily asked, "How dare this guy play such a big game?"

Su Hanze raised his hand to signal Liu Jing to calm down, and continued to ask: "What is his next step?"

The man lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Several people in the mainland have been bribed by him, especially in Beigang. The person in charge there is in collusion with him. He plans to use that line to make a fuss and smuggle high-risk goods in your name. Once the matter is exposed, all the responsibility will be put on you."

Liu Jing cursed fiercely and kicked over the oil drum beside him: "Chen Qing is really calculating!"

Su Hanze did not get angry, but stood up slowly, looking into the distance with deep eyes. He stroked his chin with his fingers, as if digesting this information, and then said lightly: "Chen Qing thinks that such a situation can crush me?"

The man lay on the ground, panting and continued, "Chen Qing...his people have already set up a trap in Beigang and are ready to take action at any time. If you are any later, it will be too late."

Su Hanze looked down at him and said in a cold voice: "You'd better pray that what you say is true, otherwise, I will make you wish for death."

The man was so overwhelmed by his words that he dared not raise his head. He nodded repeatedly, trembling all over: "It's true, it's true! I dare not lie to you!"

Su Hanze turned to Liu Jing and said, "Take him back, lock him up, and keep a close eye on him. Send someone to confirm every detail he said."

Liu Jing responded and immediately asked someone to take the man away.

The night wind was getting colder, rustling the canvas beside the truck. Su Hanze stood in front of the convoy, his eyes as sharp as an eagle. His voice was not loud, but it revealed an irresistible power: "The matter of Beigang cannot be delayed. Liu Jing, prepare the manpower, I will personally monitor this line."

Liu Jing was startled and a little worried: "Brother Ze, it's too dangerous for you to go in person. Since Chen Qing dared to lay out the plan, Beigang must have planted a lot of spies, you..."

Su Hanze waved his hand, his tone calm but firm: "I am going because of the danger. If our people go, Chen Qing will notice it earlier. I want to reveal his trump card myself."

Liu Jing was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, then I will arrange for the most reliable brother to follow you."

Su Hanze said nothing more and got into the car. The roar of the engine soon drowned out the silence of the night. The convoy set off again, heading towards a deeper storm. The North Port wharf was particularly quiet in the night, with only the occasional passing cargo ship making a low whistle. Su Hanze sat in the car, looking through the window at the towering crane in the distance. The lights here were dimmer than those on Hong Kong Island, vaguely shrouding the entire wharf in a cold silence.

Ah Kuan sat in the co-pilot seat, holding a map and action plan in his hand, and whispered, "Brother Ze, our people are already distributed in several commanding heights around, and the situation at the entire dock is under control."

Su Hanze nodded without saying anything. His eyes were still fixed on the storage yard in the distance, as if he was waiting for a moment.

The convoy stopped in a secluded corner. Liu Jing came over from the back car and reported in a low voice: "Brother Ze, the target goods are in the C area yard. The surveillance shows that Chen Qing's people have just entered the warehouse. There are two groups of people patrolling outside, but the defense is not strict."

"Where are the people in the warehouse?" Su Hanze turned around and asked.

"At least eight people, distributed in different areas. Chen Qing is not here, but he sent a man named Lao Hei to take charge of the operations here." Liu Jing flipped through the information in his hand and continued, "Lao Hei is the backbone of Chen Qing's men. He is good at handling some dirty work and is not easy to deal with."

Su Hanze sneered and said in a low voice: "Not easy to deal with? Then let's see how capable he is."

Ah Kuan interrupted, "Brother Ze, do you want to just surround them? Our men are already in place, and we can take them down in one fell swoop."

Su Hanze shook his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "No hurry. Chen Qing couldn't have set up only Lao Hei to bring people here. Let's find out the situation first, and then decide the next step."

Liu Jing nodded and quickly conveyed the order via the walkie-talkie.

The night wind was getting colder and colder. Several men lurking outside sent a message saying that the two patrol groups had been subdued silently and the periphery was completely cleared. Su Hanze then slowly opened the car door and got out. He straightened his suit, looked up at the towering crane, and took a deep breath of the sea-smelling air.

"Action." His voice was low and cold, like a knife just pulled out of icy water, so sharp that it made people shudder.

Liu Jing immediately led a few people to quickly approach the warehouse, while Su Hanze and A Kuan went around from the other side. His steps were steady, and each step seemed to be carefully calculated, without making any unnecessary sounds.

A Kuan followed closely behind, his fingers tightly gripping the handle of the gun at his waist, his nerves stretched as a string that could break at any time.

The iron door of the warehouse was half-closed, and the sound of several people talking in low voices could be vaguely heard from inside. Su Hanze stopped and motioned for A Kuan to stay for a while. He gently put his ear to the door and caught the content of the conversation.

"Lao Hei, is this batch of goods really going to be sent to the mainland?" one of the subordinates asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, why should we interfere in something that Brother Chen personally instructed us to do?" Lao Hei's voice was hoarse and impatient.

"But I heard that Su Hanze's people have also set their sights on this place..." another subordinate said hesitantly.

"Just keep your eyes on them. Do you really think they dare to force their way in? We are well prepared here." Lao Hei sneered, his voice revealing a bit of coldness. "Besides, if they dare to come, I dare to make them stay here forever."

When Ah Kuan heard this, he frowned slightly and whispered, "Brother Ze, they are really confident."

"Confidence?" Su Hanze sneered, his eyes flashing with a cold light, "I want to see how long their confidence can last."

After saying that, he slowly pushed open the iron door, his movements were light but without any hesitation. The light in the warehouse was dim, and Lao Hei was standing in front of a pile of cargo boxes, with a cigarette in his mouth and a sharp folding knife in his hand. His men were standing around him, some were talking in low voices, and some were resting against the wall.

The appearance of Su Hanze made the whole scene freeze instantly. Lao Hei turned his head sharply, his eyes locked on him like a hawk: "Are you... Su Hanze?"

"It seems you know me." Su Hanze walked in slowly, his hands in his windbreaker pockets. His tone was calm but with an irresistible sense of oppression. "Then there's no need to introduce ourselves."

Lao Hei's face became alert. He subconsciously flipped the folding knife in his hand and said coldly, "Mr. Su, you came here so late at night. What can I do for you?"

"I don't deserve your advice." Su Hanze stopped and glanced at the boxes indifferently, "But I am very interested in these things."

Lao Hei frowned even more tightly, with a hint of probing in his eyes: "Mr. Su, these goods are all normal trade, there is no need to mobilize a large force, right?"

"Normal trade?" Su Hanze chuckled, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "Then open it and let me see."

Lao Hei's fingers trembled slightly, but he quickly pretended to be calm: "These goods are sent to the mainland. Mr. Su is so concerned about it, isn't it a bit too much?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several muffled footsteps outside the door. Liu Jing and several of his men filed in, surrounding the entire warehouse. Lao Hei's face changed instantly, he quickly took a step back, his eyes moving back and forth between Su Hanze and Liu Jing.

"Mr. Su, what do you mean?" Lao Hei's voice contained a hint of forced calmness.

"The meaning is very simple." Su Hanze walked forward slowly and looked down at Lao Hei. "I am interested in your goods, and I am also a little interested in your life. You can choose which one to tell first."

Lao Hei's face turned pale and blue, and cold sweat flowed down his temples. Today's level is definitely not something that can be passed by talking. He quickly looked around, trying to find a way to escape, but those men had already been controlled by Liu Jing's men, and the only way out was firmly blocked.

Su Hanze saw through his intentions and said coldly: "Don't waste time. I don't like waiting."

Lao Hei was silent for a few seconds, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll tell you. The goods are indeed going to be sent to the mainland, but not for smuggling, but to divert your attention. The real transaction point is in a secret warehouse on the east side of the dock."

"Trading point?" Su Hanze's eyes became more fierce. "Who are you trading with?"

Lao Hei hesitated for a moment, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally whispered: "Chen Qing's people are with a foreign business group. The goods this time are special materials, and they plan to smuggle them in your name."

Su Hanze frowned slightly, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Chen Qing really took great pains."

(End of this chapter)