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

Chapter 233 This trick is called "frame-up", killing three birds with one stone

"Brother, that Young Master Jin and the northerner..."

"Them? One went in for tea, and the other paid money to settle the matter." Su Hanze smiled slightly and looked back at Xiaolong, "Tell the brothers to completely control the rest of the road in Xiwan. The goods will start to leave tomorrow."

"I understand!" Xiaolong shouted excitedly.

The news that Young Master Jin was taken away by the police spread all over the underworld the next morning. In the gambling king's circle, phone calls came one after another. In the tea room on the top floor of the Regent Hotel, the gambling king's subordinate Qi Ye was so angry that he took a gulp of tea and almost dropped the cup on the ground.

"Auntie, this young master is really more trouble than help! The police took him away, how can we handle the affairs of Xiwan?"

The eldest concubine sat in the main seat, gently waving the folding fan in her hand, her expression calm: "Why are you in such a hurry? Su Hanze is still here, he will help us stabilize the situation."

"Hold it for us?" Master Qi looked up, puzzled. "He fought Young Master Jin and the northerners until they were bloody, and finally dragged the police into it. If the gambling king knew about this, would he still let him off?"

"You are still too stubborn." The first concubine glanced at him with a sharp look, "The water in Xiwan is already muddy enough. What the gambling king needs is someone who can control the overall situation, not a fool who can only smash with an iron rod. Although Young Master Jin is a young master, the gambling king will not continue to indulge him if he is useless."

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, and finally understood. He sighed and said, "What the concubine meant was that Su Hanze was the real chess piece of the gambling king?"

"You're half right." The eldest concubine raised her lips slightly and looked out the window meaningfully. "The chess piece is only temporary. Whether he has the ability to sit in the position of chess player depends on his performance in the future."

In the shabby teahouse of Kowloon Walled City, Beifang Lao Ge sat on a chair with a sullen face. His bald men were dejected, and the scene was dead silent, except for the string of iron Buddhist beads in Lao Ge's hand that kept "tapping".

"Shame on you! It's fucking shameful!" Old Ge slammed the table so hard that the teacup on the table almost flew off. "We were all caught by the police and all of us are in jail. How can I, Old Ge, swallow this humiliation?!"

"Brother Ge, now the rumor outside is that it was Su Hanze who was behind this. He used the help of a gangster to send Jin Shao and me to jail. This guy is really cruel." A subordinate whispered.

"Cruel?" Old Ge sneered, his eyes like a cold blade, "If he dares to use this trick, don't blame me for not following the rules of the underworld."

"Then what should we do? Su Hanze has stabilized Xiwan now. Should we..."

"Bullshit!" Old Ge ripped off the Buddhist beads in his hand and threw them on the ground, making a dull thud. "Notify the brothers to sell half of the goods and put the other half on the fleet in Xiwan. I want Su Hanze to know that he can't rule this world by himself!"

"Understood! We must teach him a lesson this time!"

Lu Dongpi was in his own mahjong parlor in Mong Kok, listening to his men reporting on the latest underworld developments. He was laughing so hard that he held his belly and couldn't straighten his back.

"Hahahaha, Young Master Jin is in jail, and the Northerners have captured several of our brothers. This kid Su Hanze really played a trick on them all!"

"Brother Beer, this game is completely controlled by him, shouldn't we be careful too?" Black Frame's subordinates were a little worried.

"What are you afraid of?" Lu Dongpi rolled his eyes and threw the mahjong tiles in his hand onto the table. "No matter how capable he is, he still needs to take a break, right? Xiwan seems to be stable now, but the northerners are not pushovers. This kid will get himself into trouble sooner or later."

"Brother Beer, what about us?"

"We?" Lu Dongpi smiled with his eyes narrowed, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "We will play the role of the 'good guys' in the underworld. Young Master Jin is in jail, the northerners are being watched by the police, and Su Hanze must be busy cleaning up the mess. We should pretend to be grandsons and help stabilize the situation. When they are exhausted from fighting, we can take advantage of them."

"Great, Brother Beer!" I couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"This is called 'borrowing someone's strength to defeat them'." Lu Dongpi crossed his legs and squinted at the cards on the table. "You can't be impatient when it comes to martial arts. You have to watch it slowly and wait slowly."

At Xiwan Wharf, Su Hanze and several of his men were studying the fleet dispatch map. Xiaolong stood aside and asked anxiously, "Brother, Young Master Jin is being held by the police, and the northerners are trying to play dirty. Can we withstand this situation?"

"Can't bear it?" Su Hanze replied calmly without even looking up, "Look outside, the ship is still running, the cargo is still being unloaded, and the brothers are all working. How can you not bear it?"

"But brother, these people are eyeing us! Something happened to Young Master Jin, the northerners are making threats, and the gambling king hasn't expressed his stance yet. I'm afraid they will take advantage of the chaos to do something bad to us." Xiaolong became more and more anxious as he spoke, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Damn?" Su Hanze raised his head and looked at him calmly. "How cunning can they be? Young Master Jin has already lost the game. The northerners are just fighting like trapped beasts."

"But if they sneak their cargo into our fleet, that cop..."

"I'm waiting for them to sneak the goods in." Su Hanze suddenly laughed, his voice revealing an indescribable calmness. "If the police don't move, they will be arrogant. Once the police move, they will be in chaos."

"Brother, did you do this on purpose?" Xiaolong finally reacted and was stunned.

"Whoever touches whose goods has to pay the price. There are already rules in the underworld. I, Su Hanze, am willing to abide by the rules, but that doesn't mean I am willing to be a sucker." Su Hanze slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the sea in the distance. "The northerners want to use the fleet to cause trouble, so let them try. Let's see whether they can make money in the end or lose face."

"I understand! I'll arrange someone to keep a close eye on him right away." Xiaolong nodded vigorously and ran away.

Su Hanze put his hands in his pockets, looked deeply at the dock, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "If you play in the water, you must be careful not to drown yourself."

The next day, the northerners' goods were indeed seized by the police. A batch of so-called "industrial parts" were all assembled weapons. Several warehouses of the northerners in the walled city were turned upside down, and the news spread like wildfire throughout the world.

Old Ge stood in a warehouse that had been turned upside down by the police, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water seemed to drip out of it.

"Who leaked the news?!" He gritted his teeth, his eyes red, staring at the bald man under his command.

"Brother Ge, people outside are saying that Su Hanze deliberately spread the news." The bald man's voice trembled, and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

“Su Hanze!” Old Ge punched the wall, his voice icy and chilling, “This kid is such a shady guy! I, a northerner, will never let him go!”

"Brother Ge, now that we have lost our goods, my brothers are all asking what to do next." The subordinate whispered.

"What should we do?" Lao Ge narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Let's take a step back for now. Go talk to Lu Dongpi and lend us the remaining shipping lanes in Xiwan. We can still make a profit!" "Understood!" His men nodded immediately.

In the mahjong hall in Mong Kok, when Lu Dongpi heard the news that people from the north had come to his house, he smiled as if he had won the lottery.

"Hahaha, this kid Su Hanze really pushed the northerners into a corner, and he actually came to me for help?!" Lu Dongpi put out the cigarette butt in his hand and showed a cunning smile, "Brothers, listen carefully, this game of chess is about to end."

"Brother Beer, are we going to help the northerners?" Black Frame's men looked suspicious.

"Help?" Lu Dongpi snorted, pointing at the map of Xiwan on the table, "I help them? I help myself! Go tell the northerners that I can lend you the ship channel, but the condition is that they have to give me a warehouse in Xiwan."

"Brother Pi, this is a good plan..." The younger brother gave a thumbs up.

"In the martial arts world, everyone wants to eat meat, but no one wants to eat it all." Lu Dongpi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Let's wait and see whether Su Hanze can't sit still."

In the bar of Kowloon Walled City, Lao Ge's face was so dark that water could be squeezed out of it. Under the dim light, he held a cigarette in one hand and a beer bottle in the other, smashing it on the table with a thud, and broken glass shards flew everywhere. The men sitting around him were silent, not daring to make a sound.

"That kid Su Hanze!" Old Ge said word by word, his teeth clenched as if they were about to break. "He is really good at playing dirty tricks. Not only did the police seize our goods this time, but they also made our brothers unable to move. Tell me, in all my years as a northerner, when have I ever been so tricked by someone?"

“Brother Ge, we can’t tolerate this! If we continue like this, we won’t be able to survive in Hong Kong Island!” The bald man clenched his fists, his eyes full of anger.

"Endure it?" Old Ge sneered, his eyes like a knife. "Who said I was going to endure it? This mess in Xiwan has become a mess. Lu Dongpi, the old fox, is taking advantage of the limelight to make profits in secret. Jin Shao, the second-generation rich man, has been imprisoned. The gambling king's people are also keeping their troops inactive. Only Su Hanze is pretending to be a big shot. He wants to pretend? Then I will drag him into the water!"

"Brother Ge, what are you going to do?" the subordinate asked tentatively.

"It's very simple." Old Ge extinguished his cigarette fiercely, his eyes revealing cruelty. "Find someone to spread the word that the confiscated goods in Xiwan were actually deliberately released by Su Hanze's people. He wants to get a big share of the money from the gambling king behind the scenes."

"Great! Brother Ge, this is called 'framing', it kills three birds with one stone!" The bald man slapped his thigh in excitement, "If the gambling king hears this, Su Hanze will definitely not be able to escape!"

"Damn it, this time I'll let them know that we northerners are not pushovers." Old Ge stood up, kicked over the chair, raised his hand and waved, "Spread the news, the sooner the better!"

At the same time, in the mahjong parlor in Mong Kok, Lu Dongpi was sitting with his legs crossed, the cards on the mahjong table in front of him were piled up like a small mountain. He blew out a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes, and a smile of watching the fun hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Pi, the northerners have spread the word that Su Hanze secretly shared the spoils with the gambling king. The news spread really fast." Black Frame's men carefully handed over the news.

"It's good that the news spreads quickly!" Lu Dongpi slapped the table with joy, and the mahjong tiles almost flew out. "These days, the most lively thing in the underworld is rumors. This trick dragged the gambling king into the water and dragged Su Hanze into it. Northerners really have some brains."

"Then what should we do? Should we follow suit and step on them a few times?" The subordinate's eyes lit up and he asked with a wicked smile.

"Step on? Step on what?" Lu Dongpi rolled his eyes at him, picked up his pipe and knocked on the table. "At a time like this, the quieter we are, the clearer we can see who the real winner is."

"What Brother Pi means is..."

"Watch the show." Lu Dongpi narrowed his eyes and smiled like an old fox. "When the wind is strong, the trees fall fast. The northerner, the gambling king, and Su Hanze, these three parties fight, whoever wins or loses in the end, I will get the advantage sooner or later."

In the tea room on the top floor of the Regent Hotel, a pot of hot Longjing tea was placed in front of the concubine. The Seventh Master stood aside, reporting the latest news with a serious look on his face.

"Auntie, it's been widely rumored that the Xiwan shipment was made by Su Hanze through the police and through a deal with you behind the scenes. The rumor has spread so widely, you see..."

The eldest concubine blew on the tea gently, took a sip, her eyes were indifferent, but revealed an unquestionable majesty: "Seventh Master, do you think that Su Hanze spread this rumor?"

"This..." Master Qi was stunned for a moment, frowning and saying, "This rumor sounds strange, it doesn't seem like it was done by Su Hanze. He has always been cautious, no matter how shady he is behind the scenes, he would never put himself in the spotlight."

"If it's not him, then who is it?" The eldest concubine raised her eyebrows slightly, with a sharp flash in her eyes.

"They are probably from the north," said Master Qi in a deep voice. "They were very angry because their goods were seized by the police. They spread such words this time just to use you to drag Su Hanze into the water."

"Oh, northerners are becoming more and more unruly." The eldest concubine shook her head slightly and put the teacup on the table. "Go tell Su Hanze to clean up this matter himself. I'll give him three more days."

"Yes! I'll send someone to notify them immediately." Mr. Qi nodded, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." The eldest concubine suddenly spoke, raised her chin slightly, and her eyes were full of deep thought, "Tell him that this is the last patience of the gambling king."

In the office of Xiwan Wharf, Xiaolong rushed in with an anxious look on his face, almost dropping the phone in his hand.

"Brother, this is bad. The rumors are going crazy! They say that we sent out the goods with some help, and that you secretly negotiated with the gambling king about the profit sharing!"

"Oh?" Su Hanze sat behind his desk with an indifferent expression, fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hand, as if no matter how strong the wind was, it could not blow to him.

"Brother, aren't you anxious? This has reached the ears of the gambling king, and the concubine must be angry too!"

"What's the hurry?" Su Hanze looked up and glanced at Xiaolong, then said calmly, "The rumor spread so quickly and so accurately, who do you think spread it?"

"Xiao Long didn't even think about it and blurted out: "Northerners! It must be them!"

"Yes." Su Hanze smiled lightly and placed the Buddhist beads on the table. His eyes were as calm as water. "Old Ge was anxious, so he came up with this bad plan. However, when it comes to framing someone, it also depends on who the opponent is."

"Then what should we do? Should we release the news and slap them in the face?" Xiaolong rubbed his hands together, sweating anxiously.

"A slap in the face? No rush." ​​Su Hanze shook his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Since they like to play with the wind, let them make the wind stronger."

(End of this chapter)