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

Chapter 224: Advance step by step!

Ah Kuan smiled and said, "Brother Ze, this move is ruthless and decisive."

"Ruthless?" Su Hanze smiled softly and turned to look at the dim night sky outside the factory. "If you don't act ruthlessly against those people, you will lose your life."

The goods were quickly loaded onto the convoy, and the mess inside the factory was quickly cleaned up. All the bodies, shell casings, and traces that could expose information were covered up one by one. Ah Kuan directed the last group of people to evacuate, and turned to look at Su Hanze: "Brother Ze, this place has been cleaned up. Where are we going next?"

Su Hanze stood at the factory gate, looking into the distance with deep eyes, his fingers gently clasping the gun handle at his waist. He whispered, "Go back to the dock."

Ah Kuan was slightly startled: "Dock?"

"That's right." Su Hanze turned his head and glanced at him, his tone calm, "The people behind Chen Qing must have known the situation here. If they want to take action, they won't just do it here."

A Kuan nodded, asked no more questions, and quickly arranged for the convoy to return.

The lights at the dock were still dim, but there was an indescribable sense of tension in the air. Su Hanze stood at the commanding height of the dock, overlooking the entire port area. He heard a whispered report from a spy on the periphery in his earphones: "Brother Ze, several suspicious cars have just entered the periphery of the port, and their people are quietly approaching."

"How many people are there?" Su Hanze asked in a low voice.

"About twenty people, fully armed and equipped." The spy's voice was cautious. "Their goal is clear. They are heading straight for the cargo warehouse."

Su Hanze raised the corner of his mouth slightly and whispered, "It seems that they are more anxious than I thought."

He turned to look at Liu Jing and A Kuan beside him, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness: "Notify everyone and prepare to welcome guests. Remember, don't let anyone leave alive."

The night wind suddenly blew, and the lights in the port swayed slightly, reflecting Su Hanze's stern face.

Let's wait and see what happens." Xi Mihua closed the account book, his eyes deep, "The situation in Kanta is already so chaotic, why should we rush to intervene? It won't be too late for us to make a decision after Su Hanze takes action."

On the other side, Lu Dongpi was sitting in a tea restaurant, crossing his legs and drinking a cup of hot milk tea. He was surrounded by several men, and the table was filled with barbecued pork buns and egg tarts, looking very happy.

"Brother Beer, Kanta's people can't take care of us now. Can you now breathe a sigh of relief?" said one of his men with a smile.

"Relax?" Lu Dongpi took a bite of the barbecued pork bun and shook his head. "No, we can't relax at this moment. Kanta is a mad dog. It's okay if we stay away from him. If he really collapses, it won't be surprising if he bites anyone."

"Should we go find Brother Su Hanze in advance and express our stance?" asked another subordinate.

"Express your stance?" Lu Dongpi curled his lips. "You guys just think too simply. We have to express our stance, but we have to choose the right time. If we go to Su Hanze now, it seems that we are too impatient. It's better to wait for him to come to me."

"Brother Beer is smart!" The men nodded one after another.

"Smart?" Lu Dongpi smiled. "Not smart, but after so many years in the underworld, I understand one thing: you have to stand firm on your side. If you stand on the wrong side, you will die."

At night, the lights of the Haojiang River illuminated the entire port, and ships in the distance lined up, waiting to set sail. Su Hanze stood on the high platform, looking at this prosperous scene, with a faint smile in his eyes. He knew that the game had reached the final critical moment, and his every move would determine the direction of the entire situation.

Xiaolong stepped forward and said softly, "Brother, Ah Quan just sent me a message that Kanta is trying to contact people in the north again to save the situation."

"Contact someone in the north?" Su Hanze raised his eyebrows and sneered, "He really won't turn back until he hits the wall."

"Brother, should we cut off his line?" Xiaolong asked.

"No rush." ​​Su Hanze waved his hand. "Let him continue to struggle. When the last straw breaks, it will be time for us to close the net completely."

The night wind blew, and Su Hanze's figure looked particularly steady under the light. He took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the warehouse, and began to make final arrangements for the next situation.

The cranes at the port moved slowly in the night breeze, and the waves on the sea reflected the unique neon glow of Haojiang.

Su Hanze stood on the roof of the warehouse, smoking a cigarette, staring at the cargo ship in the distance, with his usual calm smile on his face. Xiaolong hurried up the stairs, holding a document in his hand, his face full of excitement.

"Brother Hanze, Kanta can't hold on any longer." Xiaolong said while panting, "Yesterday, those people from the north forcibly took a large portion of the payment for the goods from his base, and several of his deputies even quit their jobs and left!"

"Good run." Su Hanze slowly dusted off his cigarette ash and said calmly, "The more chaotic it is, the more lively it is. The more lively it is, the more fun it is. What do you think, Xiaolong?"

"Brother, you really made a great move this time!" Xiaolong couldn't help but pat the Ze piece in his hand, "Kanta is now under attack from both sides, can we close the net?"

"Of course we have to close the net." Su Hanze turned his head and glanced at him, his lips slightly raised, "But we have to choose the right time to close the net, we can't be too hasty."

"But Kanta's people have almost all dispersed. If we don't gather them, they won't even have any fishing line left for us." Xiaolong couldn't help but remind them.

"Don't worry." Su Hanze tapped the table. "Let our people send some more information to the police. Tell them that Kanta has been very close to those people in the north recently, and seems to be involved in a batch of smuggled arms."

"Brother Hanze, this is too cruel." Xiaolong's eyes widened, "If Kanta knew it was us who spread the news, he would explode!"

"He's already exploded." Su Hanze smiled softly, "The more he explodes, the easier it is for him to reveal his flaws. There is no one in this world who is impeccable. As long as he is in the martial arts world, he can't escape the trap."

Xiaolong nodded repeatedly after hearing this, and couldn't help but admire Su Hanze's scheming.

At the same time, Lu Dongpi was sitting in his own place, crossing his legs and holding a glass of beer. Several of his men were sitting around him, chatting happily.

"Brother Pi, I don't think Kanta will be able to turn things around this time." One of his men said, "I heard that several of his old subordinates are negotiating with the police behind his back."

"Oh, Kanta is just an idiot with empty ambitions." Lu Dongpi sneered, "If he had listened to me at the beginning, he wouldn't be in this situation now."

"Brother Pi, you've seen through his failure a long time ago, right?" another subordinate flattered him.

“Of course.” Lu Dongpi took a sip of his beer and put on an unfathomable look. “I, Lu Dongpi, have been around for so many years, and I’ve never missed a person.”

As he was talking, a younger brother ran over and whispered something in Lu Dongpi's ear. He raised his eyebrows slightly and then stood up: "Okay, brothers, today's game ends here. I have to go see someone."

The men looked at each other, but no one dared to ask who Lu Dongpi was going to meet. He took a few confidants and quietly left the place and went straight to the tea restaurant. In the tea restaurant, Su Hanze sat in the corner, holding a cup of iced lemon tea in his hand, with a smile on his face as always. He looked up and saw Lu Dongpi coming in, and waved casually: "Brother Pi, sit down."

"You are really good at scheming." Lu Dongpi sat down, picked up a glass of water on the table, and drank half of it in one breath. "Kanta is dying. Let's talk about how to divide this cake?"

"As for the cake, it has to be cut before it can be shared." Su Hanze said with a smile, "Brother Pi, what percentage of the cake in Kanta's hand do you think is real cake and what percentage is poison cake?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Dongpi raised his eyebrows.

"Kanta's business may look glamorous, but it's actually riddled with holes. I haven't seen his account books, but I dare say there are a lot of things in them that are shady." Su Hanze's tone was calm, but every word was sharp. "If we take over everything, I'm afraid the troubles in the future will be no less than they are now."

"So what do you mean?" Lu Dongpi was a little suspicious.

"Pick the good ones." Su Hanze raised his teacup, "Keep the ones that can bring real profits, and let the rest fend for themselves."

Lu Dongpi was silent for a while, then nodded: "Okay, you have a way, I believe you. But don't think about eating alone."

"Don't worry, Brother Pi." Su Hanze smiled gently, "It's good stuff, we brothers will share it equally."

A few days later, Kanta's place was in a mess. He sat in his office with only a cigar butt left in his hand, but he never threw it away. Several of his men stood at the door, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.

"The cops are here again?" Kanta's voice was low and tired.

"Yes..." one of the men whispered, "This time they said they wanted to conduct a comprehensive investigation of our accounts, and... the arms issue."

"Military weapons?" Kanta raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of anger. "I haven't touched those things at all! Who the hell is trying to trick me?"

The men looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.

"Waste! A bunch of waste!" Kanta slammed the table fiercely, "Su Hanze! It must be him! He wants to see me die, and even if I die, I will drag him down with me!"

He stood up suddenly, grabbed the phone on the table and dialed a number: "Contact the people in the north, I want to get another batch of goods. This time, I want the whole of Haojiang to see clearly who is the king here!"

After hanging up the phone, Kanta's men couldn't help but whispered, "Sir, is this... too risky?"

"Take a risk?" Kanta looked at him coldly. "If I don't take a risk, I can't even save my life now."

On the other side, Su Hanze was sitting in the office at the dock, quietly flipping through a document. His eyes were calm and focused, as if everything was under control.

Xiaolong pushed the door open and came in, his face full of excitement. "Brother, Kanta has gone completely crazy this time. He has contacted those guys in the north again and said he wants to import a batch of goods!"

"The more goods he has, the faster he will die." Su Hanze closed the document and raised a faint smile. "Let our people keep a close eye on him and don't let this fish get away."

"Yes, Brother Hanze!" Xiaolong immediately turned around and left.

Su Hanze stood up, walked to the window, and overlooked the busy scene at the dock.

The night enveloped the Hao River, the sea breeze carried a moist, salty smell, and the lights at the pier illuminated the vast sea surface with colorful light and shadows.

Su Hanze stood quietly on the top floor of the warehouse, overlooking the busy scene in front of him. Every ship, every truck, and even every person's pace was firmly controlled by him, just like a huge chess game, every chess piece moved according to his calculations. Xiaolong trotted to the rooftop, holding a piece of intelligence in his hand, his expression unable to hide his excitement.

"Brother Hanze, Kanta's batch of goods has been targeted. He arranged with the gang in the north to deliver the goods at the Xiwan warehouse tonight. The quantity this time is huge, and he is gambling with his last breath."

"Xiwan?" Su Hanze raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of sneer on his face. "He really won't turn back until he hits the wall. The people in the north are really good at watching the show. Kanta thought they were his lifeline, but in fact, the more he came into contact with them, the deeper he fell into it."

"Brother Hanze, what should we do? Should we take the opportunity to intercept his goods?" Xiaolong asked anxiously.

"No hurry." Su Hanze waved his hand and slowly flicked the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground. "This game of chess is not as simple as grabbing goods. Kanta is now at the end of his strength. What he wants is not the goods, but a chance to turn the tables. But he forgot that opportunities in the underworld are never given to losers."

"What about us?"

"We'll have to wait and see." Su Hanze turned around and sat on the chair, narrowing his eyes. "The police have received the 'message' and will 'come' to Xiwan on time. Our people just need to watch the show and pick up some leftovers. That's enough."

Xiaolong immediately understood and nodded with a smile: "Brother, you really took every step carefully and forced Kanta into a state where he had no chance to survive."

West Bay Warehouse.

In the dark warehouse, several fully loaded trucks were parked in the middle, and the headlights cast a dim light on the surrounding cargo boxes. Kanta stood at the window on the second floor, squinting his eyes as he watched his men loading and unloading the goods. Although his face was tired, it was also filled with a hint of determination.

This deal is his last chance. If it succeeds, he will be able to make a comeback; if it fails, he will become a laughing stock in Macau.

"Where's Lao Gao? He hasn't come yet?" Kanta turned and asked his deputy standing beside him.

"It's almost there. The people in the north said they are on the way and will be here in ten minutes at most." The deputy whispered.

Kanta nodded, his eyes falling back to the center of the warehouse. The anxiety in his heart made him almost breathless, but he could only suppress his emotions and wait for the final moment.

At this moment, a hasty car sound came from outside the warehouse. Several black SUVs stopped at the warehouse door, the doors opened, and a group of men with aggressive looks walked out, led by Lao Gao, an arms dealer from the north. He held a cigarette in his mouth, glanced around indifferently, and slowly walked into the warehouse.

"Brother Kang, are you ready for this batch of goods?" Lao Gao's voice was hoarse, but it revealed a chilling ruthlessness.

"The goods are all here." Kanta walked down the stairs and pointed to the rows of cargo boxes. "Once we've checked them, we'll load them right away."

Lao Gao nodded slightly and waved his hand, and his men immediately began to check the goods. Just as they opened the first box, a shrill siren suddenly sounded outside the warehouse.

(End of this chapter)