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

Chapter 243 The Murder Cage
Inspector Fang opened the box, and inside were two neat rows of cash. The thickness of the cash made him smile with satisfaction. He slowly closed the box and squinted at Young Master Jin: "Your place is too high-profile. There are many people watching you outside, and I can't cover up for you every time."

"I understand, I understand." Young Master Jin nodded his head, "I will be more low-key this time. Don't worry, I will never cause you any trouble."

Inspector Fang waved his hand and said, "Okay, remember what you said and don't cause me any trouble. As long as no one dies in your beast farm, no one will bother you anymore."

Young Master Jin smiled brightly and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Sir Fang! Thank you, Sir Fang!"

The police stopped investigating, and Jin Shao's beast farm quickly resumed operations, and the fun was even more brutal than before.

The new competition rules were even more bloody. Not only did the boxers carry weapons into the ring, but the venue was also transformed to look like the Roman Colosseum, filled with iron cages and nails, and even some recordings of "beasts" pretending to roar, completely to stimulate the audience's vision and hearing.

Young Master Jin sat in the VIP box of the venue, hugging two beautiful girls, with a smile on his face that was brighter than the fireworks at the beginning. He raised his hand and called Xiao Tan over: "Let's have a big fight tonight, get two tough boxers, I want those rich guys to be so nervous when they see me!"

Xiao Tan nodded and bowed: "Master, don't worry, I have already made arrangements. I heard that there will be a Thai boxer tonight. He is very vicious and has fought in several underground boxing rings without losing. He will definitely make us proud."

Young Master Jin laughed loudly: "That's right, the reputation of our beast farm must be more and more fierce!"

When the match started, the atmosphere in the venue was completely ignited. The wealthy people shouted out the amount of their bets, and the two boxers in the ring had already started fighting with their bare hands.

The sound of each punch hitting the body was clearly heard by the audience, and when blood splattered, many people actually applauded and cheered.

A low-key car was parked not far away outside the venue, and a pair of cold eyes appeared in the car window. Su Hanze sat in the car, watching all this from a distance, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

His subordinate Ah Liu was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the steering wheel, and spat fiercely: "Damn, this Young Master Jin really knows how to play. He is so arrogant after bribing the police. Boss Su, are we just going to watch him be so proud?"

"Watch." Su Hanze's voice was calm.

"Watching?" Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, and turned his head anxiously, "Boss Su, if this beast arena continues to operate, the reputation of the boxing gym will be completely ruined, and he will still make a lot of money. How can we swallow this?"

Su Hanze looked up at him and said in a low voice with unquestionable coldness: "You have to swallow it even if you can't. Now is the time to move. Whoever moves will die."

Ah Liu clenched his fists, but said nothing more. He knew that Su Hanze was right. Behind Young Master Jin was the gambling king and the bribed cops, so he had no chance of winning if he fought head-on.

In the mahjong parlor in Mong Kok, Lu Dongpi sat in the main seat, rubbing the mahjong in his hand, listening to his subordinates report the news of the beast farm, with a disdainful smile on his face: "Young Master Jin plays quite crazy, but let's see, how long can this place be crazy?"

"Brother Beer, do you think Young Master Jin won't be able to play for long?" The younger brother with black-framed glasses came over and asked.

"When it comes to martial arts, those who play too hard die quickly." Lu Dongpi gently put down a card and said slowly, "But Young Master Jin is not the one I'm worried about. I want to see if Su Hanze will do something desperate."

"Su Hanze can't even hold on to Xiwan now, how can he turn things around?" another younger brother interrupted.

"You don't understand." Lu Dongpi narrowed his eyes and showed a meaningful smile. "People like Su Hanze are usually as steady as a mountain, but once he is forced into a desperate situation, he will definitely not sit still and wait for death. Let's just stand there and watch."

In the warehouse at Xiwan Wharf, the brothers were cleaning up the burnt ruins. The atmosphere was so depressing that it was suffocating. Su Hanze sat on a worn wooden box, holding a list of goods in his hand, his brows furrowed. Several old brothers surrounded him, whispering:

"Boss, our warehouse is out of stock, and no one at the dock dares to cooperate with us. Young Master Jin is going crazy. If this continues, we will have no way out."

"Yes, Boss Su, the brothers are all looking at you, what do you say we should do?"

Su Hanze raised his head and looked at them. Everyone lowered their heads. He sighed, put the list aside, and slowly stood up: "I know everyone is angry, but we can't let it out now. Xiwan is our territory. If Young Master Jin wants to go crazy, let him go crazy for a while. When he makes everyone annoyed, it's time for us to come back."

A thin brother couldn't help but said, "But Boss Su, we can't even eat now, we can't wait much longer."

"Don't worry." Su Hanze patted his shoulder with a firm look, "I'm already negotiating the goods, they'll be here soon. Then, we'll get the place back on track."

The thin brother nodded, but from the doubt in his eyes, it could be seen that Su Hanze's words did not completely reassure him.

On the other hand, the business of the beast arena is still booming, but Jin Shao's troubles also come with it. The appetite of the rich and gamblers is getting bigger and bigger. They begin to think that the competition is not exciting enough, and some even suggest that the boxers fight to the death to see who can stand up in the end.

"Master, they have too big an appetite. If they continue playing like this, something bad might happen." Xiao Tan said in a low voice while standing aside.

"What are you afraid of? With Inspector Fang protecting us, we have nothing to fear!" Young Master Jin waved his hand disdainfully and lit a cigarette. "Tell them, next time we will arrange a more brutal fight. We will let the boxers bring weapons and see who has the toughest life!"

Xiao Tan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, but a vague sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.

A few days later, Xiwan Wharf finally received a new batch of goods. Su Hanze personally led people to receive the goods, but not long after receiving the goods, the police suddenly appeared and stopped the truck.

"Boss Su, it's you again." Inspector Fang got out of the car with a playful smile on his face. "I heard that you have been keeping a low profile recently, but being low-key is fine, but you can't just take this batch of goods away casually."

Su Hanze's face changed, and he said coldly: "Sir Fang, this batch of goods has complete documents. If you have any doubts, you can check it."

Inspector Fang stepped forward, patted Su Hanze on the shoulder, and lowered his voice: "The formalities are complete? You think Young Master Jin didn't say hello to me?"

Su Hanze was stunned for a moment, then he understood instantly. Young Master Jin had no intention of letting him catch his breath.

The goods were detained by the police. Su Hanze stood on the dock, watching the truck go away, his fists clenched and creaking. He knew that this time, he was once again severely suppressed by Jin Shao. The night was very dark, and the sea breeze from Xiwan brought a salty and humid breath, hitting Su Hanze's face like a slap in the face.

He stood at the end of the dock, his face ashen. The cigarette in his hand had burned to the end, burning his fingertips so much that they trembled. Only then did he come to his senses and threw the cigarette butt hard to the ground, crushing it twice.

"Boss Su, what should we do?" Ah Liu stood aside, his tone full of anger, "Young Master Jin is forcing us to fight him to the death! The brothers can't stand it any longer."

"Can't bear it?" Su Hanze looked at Ah Liu coldly, his eyes like a knife. "If I can't bear it, you have to bear it too. Xiwan is our root. If we can't bear it, we will really become stray dogs on the street."

Ah Liu's lips moved, but he finally lowered his head. Xiwan Wharf has been supported by Su Hanze all these years, and no one dares to deny his ability. But this time, Young Master Jin has forced them into a dead end, and even the police have become his minions. It is almost impossible to turn the tables.

"Boss Su, we have to do something." Ah Liu lowered his voice, his eyes flickering, "How about... finding Lu Dong Beer?"

Su Hanze raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes: "Looking for him? He's waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves. Besides, if we join forces with him, sooner or later we will be devoured by him without leaving even a bone."

Ah Liu sighed and stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the warehouse of Xiwan became increasingly depressing, and the brothers could not hide the worry on their faces. Some of the timid ones had already begun to secretly think about their retreat, fearing that if the situation in Xiwan continued like this, they would have to break up sooner or later.

The night at the dock was still chilly, and the air was filled with a damp smell mixed with gasoline and sea water.

Su Hanze stood outside the warehouse, the cigarette between his fingers had burned to the end, the spark flickered. His eyes were as calm as ice, but there was a hint of irritation in his heart. At this time, Ah Liu suddenly ran over, looking nervous: "Boss Su, Young Master Jin sent someone to deliver a message."

Su Hanze turned his head and said solemnly, "Speak."

Ah Liu swallowed his saliva and whispered, "Master Jin asked you to go to the beast house tonight. He said... he wants you to fight. If you win, he will let Xiwan go."

The air seemed to freeze instantly. Ah Liu lowered his head and dared not look at Su Hanze's face. He knew that Jin Shao was a lunatic. He said he was going to fight, but he must have set up a plan and was waiting for Su Hanze to jump in. Which boxing match in the beast hall didn't end in bloodshed and even death? Moreover, now, the boxing ring is no longer a normal ring, but a killing cage.

Su Hanze stared at the sea in the distance and didn't say anything for a long time. Finally, he put out the cigarette butt, threw it on the ground, and said in a low voice that seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Promise him."

Ah Liu's eyes widened in disbelief: "Boss Su, you can't go! This is clearly a trap, he has no intention of letting you go!"

"If I don't go, he won't let Xiwan go." Su Hanze said calmly, with a heavy sense of helplessness in his tone, "What Young Master Jin wants is to step on me and tell everyone who is the boss. If I don't accept this move, the brothers in Xiwan will be completely dispersed."

Ah Liu's eyes turned red and he stamped his foot fiercely: "But you will die if you go!"

"You have to go anyway." Su Hanze raised his head, his eyes sharp, "I don't want to die, but I don't want to lose so badly."

The lights in the beast house were dazzling. From a distance, the venue, which had been transformed to look like the Roman Colosseum, looked like a beast with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting to devour everyone who stepped in.

The audience had already gathered around, the wealthy were laughing in the VIP box, and the underground boxers were making final preparations backstage. The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of rust, and when Su Hanze walked in, he felt like a big stone was pressing on his chest.

Young Master Jin had already sat in the most conspicuous VIP box, and the women who were laughing so hard were still beside him. When he saw Su Hanze coming in, he raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth: "Aze, you are finally here. I thought you, an old dog, would hide and not dare to show up."

Su Hanze didn't say anything, but just looked up at him with a deep look in his eyes. Jin Shao waved his hand, and the lights in the venue suddenly went out. The harsh sound of the speakers suddenly broke out, and the host shouted at the top of his voice: "Tonight's special match! Su Hanze from Xiwan will face our Thai boxing killer - 'Ghost Killer'! Are you ready?!"

Deafening cheers suddenly erupted all around, the wealthy raised their glasses excitedly, and the sound of betting rose and fell. The lights in the iron cage in the arena lit up, and a sturdy Thai boxer slowly walked into the arena.

His skin was dark, his eyes were cold, and his bare chest was covered with strange tattoos. Guisha moved his neck slightly, making a "crackling" sound, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

Ah Liu stood at the sidelines, his eyes red: "Boss Su, can't we just not fight?!"

Su Hanze glanced at him with an indifferent look: "A Liu, defend Xiwan."

After saying that, he walked into the iron cage step by step, as if he was walking into a huge tomb. The cage door slammed shut, and the audience around stood up excitedly. On the boxing ring, the only light shone on Su Hanze and Guisha. The air seemed to be sucked out, and the silence was suffocating.

Guisha didn't say anything. He roared suddenly, exerted force on his feet, and pounced on Su Hanze like a beast. The wind from his fist blew past, carrying a fierce murderous aura.

Su Hanze dodged sideways, and his fist brushed his cheek and hit the iron cage, making a dull sound. Guisha backhanded an elbow and hit Su Hanze's chest. He groaned, staggered back, and a fishy-sweet taste rose in his throat.

"Haha! This is Su Hanze from Xiwan? He can't even stand steadily!"

There were mocking laughs coming from the audience, and Young Master Jin was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, with a look of smugness on his face.

Su Hanze stood up while panting, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He knew that Guisha was a tough guy, not only strong but also quick, but he also knew that he couldn't fall. The brothers in Xiwan were still waiting for him, and in this battle, whether he won or lost, he had to leave standing.

The ghost came again, this time with a fierce knee strike, straight to Su Hanze's ribs. Su Hanze gritted his teeth and took the blow, but taking advantage of the moment when the other party was proud, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ghost's neck, pulled him hard, and knocked him into the iron cage! The ghost groaned, and his back hit the iron nails hard, his skin and flesh were torn.

There was a burst of exclamations from the audience, and the excitement of the rich people was pushed to the peak.

Guisha roared and struggled, his eyes became more ferocious. His fists rained down like raindrops, and Su Hanze's body was shaken and his vision gradually blurred, but he did not fall down. Blood flowed from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, blurring his vision. His chest rose and fell violently, but his eyes were still cold.

(End of this chapter)