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

Chapter 229 Show Them Some Color
"Do it? No rush." ​​Su Hanze smiled lightly, lit a cigarette, and blew out a puff of smoke. "Before you do it, let me see who can't sit still."

"Brother, you are so generous!" Xiaolong stared at him blankly, and couldn't help but admire him, "Now the situation is critical, and you can still smile."

"You can't even laugh, what's the point of playing in the underworld?" Su Hanze turned around and walked back to the table, saying calmly, "Let someone spread the word that there's a problem with the goods at the dock. Whoever can stabilize the channel will get the next big order."

"What... does this mean?" Xiaolong looked confused.

"In the martial arts world, chaos is the most feared, but it is also the time when we can most clearly see who the true heroes are." Su Hanze said slowly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, "I will force everyone out and make them jump into my net on their own."

Under the firelight, the wind at Xiwan Wharf became stronger. Everyone saw the piece of fat meat and everyone wanted to take a bite.

In Jin Shao's villa, it was just past nine o'clock in the morning. The sunlight shone through the French floor-to-ceiling windows onto the luxurious carpet. In the living room, Jin Shao was wearing a loose silk pajamas and slippers, and he was jumping with anger.

"Su Hanze, this bastard, he really dares to drag it out! He is dragging his feet on the mess in Xiwan. Is he trying to kill all of us?"

His younger brother, Xiao Tan, who was standing next to him, was carrying a plate of peeled fruit. He said with a bitter face, "Mr. Jin, didn't we have someone burn his goods in the middle of the night? He must be so angry that he has no time to pay attention to us."

"Bullshit!" Young Master Jin kicked over the fruit plate on the coffee table, and bananas and grapes rolled all over the floor. "I burned his goods to create an opportunity for him! Let him fight with those people in the north! What's the result? Now the fire is burning, but he is staying at the dock like a stubborn tenant! Does he think that I, Young Master Jin, am a fool?"

"Master, calm down!" Xiao Tan quickly bent down to pick up the grapes on the ground. As he was picking them up, he added, "Look, how about... we add more fuel to the fire? We can find a chance to blow up those fake goods made by the northerners."

Upon hearing this, Young Master Jin raised his eyebrows and pointed at Xiao Tan: "Xiao Tan, you finally got it! Once the fakes are exposed, the police will be even more excited. By then, the Northerners, Su Hanze, and the gambling king will all be in chaos!"

"Mr. Jin, that's a great idea!" Little Tan smiled with wrinkles all over his face as he flattered him.

Young Master Jin nodded with satisfaction, picked up a cigar from the table, and said slowly: "Su Hanze, since you want to pretend to be dead, then I will make sure you can't live anymore. Let's see how long you can hold on!"

At the same time, Lu Dongpi was also so angry with his brothers that his scalp was numb. Early in the morning, he was woken up by someone saying that several of his brothers were drunk and beat up a group of northerners and smashed their goods.

"Beating people and smashing goods? Are they drunk or crazy?" Lu Dongpi pressed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray and cursed with his eyes wide open, "Are those people from the north easy to mess with? Who asked them to cause trouble?"

The younger brothers stood in a row, with their heads lowered, not daring to make a sound.

"Boss, it was those northerners who started the trouble first, calling us 'local trash'... The brothers couldn't help it, so they rushed over and started fighting." A younger brother explained weakly.

"Waste? You are the waste!" Lu Dongpi was so angry that he slammed the table, his beard almost stood up, "Northerners are mad dogs, they just cursed at you and you started fighting with them? Now you're fine, right? The goods were smashed, people were beaten, and the news got out! Who's unlucky? I'm unlucky!"

"Brother Beer, what should we do now? The northerners will definitely not give up!"

“What should I do?” Lu Dongpi sneered, shook his flowered shirt, and lit a cigarette. “I’ll go find Su Hanze! The water in Xiwan is so muddy now, doesn’t he want to take the blame? No way!”

Su Hanze was sitting in the office at Xiwan Wharf at the moment, rubbing his Buddhist beads with his left hand and holding a newspaper in his right hand. The headline read: "Chaos in Xiwan intensifies, suspected arms smuggling, police investigating closely."

"Oh, it's really lively." He sneered, folded the newspaper and threw it on the table.

"Brother, this is too much!" Xiaolong rushed into the office, holding a wrench he had just snatched from downstairs, his face full of anxiety, "Last night, Young Master Jin's people blew up a batch of northern goods. Now those northerners are furious and are looking for trouble with us all over the world! Lu Dong Beer also beat people up, and now they are shouting that they want to settle the score with you!"

"You're here just in time." Su Hanze said calmly, looking up at the window, "You go and wait at the door until Brother Beer comes, and make him a pot of good tea."

"Brother, are you going to...negotiate?"

"What are you talking about? I, Su Hanze, never negotiate." He gently flicked his Buddhist beads, his eyes cold, "Brother Pi wants to vent his anger on me today, so I'll let him vent his anger on the northerners."

Soon, Lu Dongpi strode into the office, pushing the door so hard that it almost cracked the glass. As soon as he entered, he sat down on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and yelling, "Su Hanze, do you still want Xiwan? The brothers are in a mess now, do you care?"

"Brother Pi, sit down and have a cup of tea to cool down." Su Hanze stood up with a smile and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Lu Dongpi.

"Drink your head!" Lu Dongpi glared angrily, "My men beat up northerners yesterday, and now those northerners are saying they want to chop down my business! Su Hanze, aren't you going to clean up this mess?!"

"Brother Pi, this can't be blamed on me, right?" Su Hanze sat down with an innocent look on his face and said slowly, "When your men took action, they didn't get my consent."

"Nonsense! Aren't they hitting you, Xiwan, in the face? Now that the northerners are hitting me, I have to hit them back!"

"Then smash it. The harder the better." Su Hanze smiled and handed over a cigarette. "The northerners are very arrogant now. If they don't suffer a little, how can they know who is the boss of Xiwan?"

Lu Dongpi was stunned for a moment, then squinted at Su Hanze: "You mean, let me take this opportunity to knock their people down?"

"Brother Pi, the rules of Xiwan have always been yours. Can you tolerate others messing up?" Su Hanze said seriously, "The more ruthless you are, the more afraid others will be, and our business will be stable."

Lu Dongpi nodded and suddenly smiled: "You speak beautifully, kid. All right! I'll go meet those people in the north! But if anything goes wrong in Xiwan, you have to take responsibility for it!"

"Don't worry, Brother Pi. Xiwan won't be in chaos with me here." Su Hanze nodded with a smile and sent Lu Dongpi out the door.

At the same time, the northerner, Old Ge, was sitting in his car in the alley behind the bar, his face gloomy. He stared at the news he had just received, almost gritting his teeth: "How dare this old man Ludong Beer take action? A bunch of locals dare to steal business from me, a northerner?" "Brother Ge, do you want to teach them a lesson? We'll release another batch of the goods we have and completely muddy the water for them!"

"No!" Old Ge waved his hand to stop them, his eyes cold, "The goods cannot be moved around, the situation is too tense right now. Go find those small gangs and let them continue to mess with the docks in Xiwan. We northerners won't take action, let them kill themselves."

"Brother Ge, that's a good idea! This way, the police will keep an eye on them, and we'll have a chance to buy at the bottom!"

"Yes, I want to take the road to Xiwan from Su Hanze!"

The next day, Xiwan Wharf was bustling again, and all the forces were pulled together overnight. Lu Dongpi's men and the northerners were fighting each other secretly, Jin Shao's people were spreading rumors outside the wharf, and the gambling king's fleet simply stopped sailing. The whole wharf was in chaos like a pot of porridge that had been overturned.

Xiaolong was eating a hot dog while watching the chaos on the dock and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, this place is more exciting than the martial arts movies on Temple Street! Jin Shao, Northerner, and Lu Dong Beer, three parties are making movies, and we didn't do anything, but we got some peace and quiet!"

Su Hanze stood high on the dock, nodded, and said with a smile: "The stronger the wind and waves, the easier it is for the fish to float out. We will make our move when they are tired of playing."

"Brother, you are really kind-hearted!" Xiaolong couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "I like to see them get beaten to a pulp and then kneel down to beg us."

"That's how the martial arts world is, isn't it? You can see through things and have fun while you can." Su Hanze gently moved the Buddhist beads, his eyes calm and far-reaching.

Lu Dongpi was sitting in the old tea restaurant in Mong Kok that had been open for more than ten years. He had a mountain of barbecued pork and rice, a cup of iced lemon tea, a fork and spoon in one hand, a cigarette in the other, and cursed: "Damn it, how dare those people from the north threaten to take over my place? I've been in this place for twenty years. Do I have the final say in the place or do they? They really think I, Lu Dongpi, am made of mud!"

"Brother Beer, those people from the north just came from Kowloon Walled City. They must have some valuables in their hands. The big boss from the north is behind them. Will we get into trouble if we touch them?" The subordinate wearing black-framed glasses reminded him in a low voice, with obvious cowardice in his tone.

"What the hell!" Lu Dongpi knocked on the table with his chopsticks, his eyes gleaming with ferocity. "If they hadn't made a move, I would have let them be arrogant for two more days. Now they dare to speak out? That means they are guilty! Let's go! Take a few smart brothers with you and keep a close eye on the northerners' goods! If they dare to make trouble again, I will just throw their goods into the sea to feed the sharks!"

"Brother Beer, isn't this... a bit too much?" Black Frame's subordinate was a little hesitant.

"Overdoing it?!" Lu Dongpi glared at him. "If you don't make the fire bigger, people will think you're just adding fuel to the fire!"

The younger brothers beside him nodded one after another, their blood boiling with excitement, and they all shouted: "Brother Pi is right! Those people in the north need to be taught a lesson!"

"That's right! We should have started long ago!" Lu Dongpi waved his hand and put the last bite of barbecued pork into his mouth, chewing it with a smacking sound. "After dinner, let's get to work!"

At the same time, in a dim tavern in Kowloon Walled City, Lao Ge and his men were sitting around a broken table with a hand-drawn sketch of Sai Wan Pier. Lao Ge was holding a big cigar, and in the smoke, his eyes were as cold as if he had just taken them out of an ice cellar.

"Xiwan is in such a mess. The gambling king in the south wants it, but Young Master Jin's ships don't dare to make a move. Su Hanze is now waiting and watching. Only when we make a move will they dare to make a move." Old Ge knocked on the table and blew out a smoke ring. His voice was sinister. "But I, a northerner, never like to wait. Waiting will only give opportunities to others."

"Brother Ge, what should we do next? Should we just smash Su Hanze's boat?" A burly bald man next to him was rubbing his hands together, eager to give it a try.

"Smash the ship? That's something only barbarians would do." Old Ge narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully, "Go spread the news and say that there is a large amount of cargo to be shipped from Xiwan, and the gambling king's ship is ready. Su Hanze secretly hid it from everyone and wanted to take all the money for himself."

"Brother Ge, if this happens... Young Master Jin will definitely be furious!"

"Of course." Old Ge sneered and pressed his cigar heavily into the ashtray. "Let them fight each other. We will wait until they are exhausted and then clean up the mess."

"Great! Brother Ge's move is absolutely amazing!" His men cheered.

"This is called using stillness to overcome movement." Old Ge stood up, dusted himself off, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, "As long as the waters of the martial arts world are muddied, who gets to eat the meat will depend on whose knife is faster."

Young Master Jin was sitting restlessly in the gambling king's club. He kicked over the stool next to him, glared at the group of younger brothers in front of him and shouted, "You useless people! People in the north are saying that Su Hanze wants to take all the goods for himself. Are we just going to watch him eat our meat?"

"Master, do we have that stuff?" Xiao Tan asked, shrinking his neck.

"Did it happen? Who knows now?" Young Master Jin was so angry that his face turned red. "But it's spread like this outside, and the gambling king is also watching me. Do I have to sit back and watch the show? No, I have to go to Xiwan Wharf myself!"

"Master, what if this is a trap? The northerners might have done it on purpose." Xiao Tan was a little timid.

"A trap?" Young Master Jin sneered and gritted his teeth, "So what? Su Hanze is good at playing, and I, Young Master Jin, don't believe I can't beat him! Prepare the car, go to Xiwan tonight, call Su Hanze out, and ask him about this matter in person!"

At night, the sea breeze at Xiwan Pier still smells salty and wet, and a crescent moon hangs high in the sky. The lights at the pier reflect the sparkling sea, but today's pier is more eerily quiet than usual.

Su Hanze stood on a ship unloading cargo, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and calmly watched his men moving the cargo. Xiaolong at the side looked around nervously: "Brother, something is weird tonight! Just now my brothers said that Young Master Jin brought people here, and it seems that someone from Old Ge in the north is also watching."

"Weird?" Su Hanze smiled and handed the teacup to Xiaolong, saying calmly, "Weird is normal. It would be strange if they didn't come."

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of car lights suddenly lit up from the entrance of the dock, and the dazzling light swept across the sea. Then, more than a dozen black cars slowly drove into the dock. The door of the first car opened, and Jin Shao stepped down with a furious face, followed by a large group of younger brothers.

"Su Hanze! Get out here!" Young Master Jin's voice was so loud that the echo circled over the dock.

(End of this chapter)