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

Chapter 250 Even if we can’t defend it, we have to defend it!
"Guard the boxing arena well and don't let anything happen to the brothers." Su Hanze said calmly, "Young Master Jin can only make trouble temporarily. The boxing arena is Mr. Zhao's place. If Young Master Jin dares to continue to smash it, he knows the consequences."

Ah Liu took a deep breath and nodded, "I understand, Boss Su."

The next afternoon, the atmosphere outside the boxing gym was obviously much more tense. Several brothers from Xiwan stood guard at the door, looking vigilantly at the end of the street from time to time. Several unfamiliar cars were parked on the street, with the windows closed, so the people inside could not be seen clearly, but the oppressive atmosphere was already suffocating.

Su Hanze sat in the office on the second floor, watching all this through the window, his face calm. He knew that this was Jin Shao's men testing him and also a warning to him, but he couldn't retreat. The more so at this time, the more he couldn't let Jin Shao see the flaw.

"Boss Su, those cars outside..." Xiaolong walked in and said in a low voice.

"Just keep an eye on them." Su Hanze said calmly, "They won't do anything."

"But..." Xiaolong hesitated to speak.

Su Hanze looked up at him with a deep gaze: "We must not let chaos happen in Xiwan's territory, and neither can the boxing gym. Young Master Jin wants to see me laugh, so let him wait."

Xiaolong nodded and went out to continue arranging the staff. Su Hanze leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, but his mind was racing.

Young Master Jin's men will not stop there, and Mr. Zhao will come to question him sooner or later. Every step he takes now is like walking on the edge of a knife. If he is not careful, he will be crushed to pieces.

As night falls, the streets of Xiwan are still deserted, but the lights in the boxing gym are still on, like a lonely fortress.

"Boss Su, the cars outside have left." Liu pushed open the office door and said in a low voice.

"Gone?" Su Hanze opened his eyes, his gaze was cold, "Young Master Jin is planning a big move."

Ah Liu nodded, his expression solemn: "He has been quiet for the past two days, I'm afraid he wants to make a big deal out of it."

"Tell the brothers to be careful and don't disperse." Su Hanze stood up, walked to the window, and looked deeply into the darkness outside. "If Young Master Jin wants to come, let him come."

At one o'clock in the morning, the silence outside the boxing hall was suddenly broken by a roar. Several cars suddenly stopped in front of the hall door. The doors opened at the same time, and a group of people armed with sticks and machetes rushed down.

"Smash it! Smash it for me!" Jin Shao's voice was particularly harsh in the night.

"Damn it, they are coming!" Xiaolong roared, picked up the iron rod on the table and rushed out.

The brothers from Xiwan were also well prepared and rushed forward almost instantly. The entrance of the boxing gym was instantly in chaos, with the sounds of sticks colliding, the dull thud of fists hitting flesh, and angry roars coming one after another, and the air was filled with a violent atmosphere.

Su Hanze walked downstairs and saw this scene, his eyes were as cold as ice. He did not rush out, but stood at the door and watched all this coldly.

After this battle, regardless of winning or losing, the conflict between Jin Shao and him will be completely exposed to Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao will never allow such a situation to continue.

The fight lasted for half an hour, and Jin Shao's men finally retreated, leaving behind a mess and several of his men lying on the ground. Some of Xiwan's brothers were also injured, but most of them were still standing there, with a fierce look in their eyes.

"Boss Su, they've retreated." Xiaolong panted, still holding a broken iron rod in his hand.

Su Hanze nodded, but his eyes were still coldly looking at the end of the street: "They just withdrew temporarily, this matter is not over yet."

The night was exceptionally quiet, as if the fight had never happened. Only the mess of blood, broken glass and scattered sticks at the entrance of the boxing gym remained, silently telling the story of the storm that had just subsided.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, illuminating the dilapidated scene with a pale white. The brothers were cleaning up the mess, some were gritting their teeth to bandage their wounds, and some were sitting on the ground gasping for breath, with a long-suppressed anger in their eyes.

Su Hanze stood at the entrance of the hall, holding a cigarette in his hand, his face as cold as a layer of frost. Xiaolong walked out of the venue, with a bloodstained cloth wrapped around his arm, his eyes revealing fatigue and resentment: "Boss Su, the brothers held on, but a few of them died. A Kun was stabbed and is still unconscious."

Su Hanze exhaled a puff of smoke and looked coldly at the dim street not far away. The wind blew over, and the fishy smell of the sea mixed with the smell of blood penetrated into the nose, irritating it to the point of pain. He was silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Notify Ah Liu and ask the brothers to keep an eye on the hospital. Young Master Jin's people will definitely not give up."

Xiaolong nodded, and couldn't help but speak again: "Boss Su, Young Master Jin has completely torn his face off. He brought so many people here tonight to mess things up, and it's clear that he wants to trample us to death. His father is backing him up, and we don't know what Mr. Zhao will think now. This matter... is not easy to handle."

Su Hanze put out his cigarette, his voice still calm: "Mr. Zhao will not sit idly by. This boxing gym is his business. If Young Master Jin dares to do this, even his father may not be able to protect him."

"What about us? Our brothers have been almost torn apart these past two days." Xiaolong's voice was very low, but still revealed a bit of anxiety. "We have managed to defend the place, but our brothers can't hold on for much longer. If Young Master Jin's people come again, how can we hold on?"

"We have to defend it even if we can't." Su Hanze's eyes were cold, and his voice was not loud but revealed an unquestionable strength. "The more anxious Young Master Jin is, the bigger the flaw will be. Mr. Zhao must know what happened tonight. When he makes a move, Xiwan will have a chance."

Xiaolong fell silent. Although he was still feeling anxious, he knew that every word Su Hanze said was not empty talk.

This man has never backed down. Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, he will still go on. And all they, the brothers, can do is to carry on with him.

The next morning, the sky in Xiwan was still gray. The mess outside the boxing gym had been cleaned up, and the bloodstains on the ground had been washed away by water, leaving a wet mark.

When outsiders pass by, they cannot tell what happened here last night, but everyone in Xiwan knows that this storm is just the beginning.

Ah Liu stood at the entrance of the boxing gym, his hands in his pockets, his face solemn. He looked at the black cars parked quietly not far away on the street, with the windows closed, and he couldn't see the people in the cars clearly, but he knew that they were sent by Young Master Jin to keep watch.

"Boss Su, they're still there." Ah Liu walked into the office and lowered his voice. "Young Master Jin's people haven't left yet. It looks like they want to make us uneasy."

"Let them see." Su Hanze sat on a chair, holding a receipt in his hand, his eyes still on the table, "What can the people guarding the street see? Young Master Jin's back-up plan won't be that simple."

"But they've been staring at us like this, and we brothers are also holding back our anger." Ah Liu's tone revealed a hint of dissatisfaction, "We brothers are trying our best to defend the place, but Young Master Jin's people are openly being arrogant outside. If we keep holding back like this, sooner or later we will be laughed at."

Su Hanze raised his head and looked at him deeply: "Joke? Mr. Jin wants to laugh at our joke, but Mr. Zhao is also laughing at his joke."

Ah Liu was stunned, frowning even more tightly: "Boss Su, do you mean... we should delay?"

"Hold Young Master Jin and let him mess things up." Su Hanze's voice was steady and calm. "He is eager to take over this place, but he only knows how to use violence. People in Xiwan have a scale in their hearts, and Mr. Zhao is the same. What he cares about is not who has the harder fist, but who can hold on to this place and who can make him money."

Ah Liu nodded, and although he was still a little worried, he didn't say anything more. He knew that Su Hanze's calculations were always very careful, but this time the game was too big, and the forces of Young Master Jin and Mr. Zhao pressed together, making it hard to breathe.

At noon, Mr. Zhao sent someone over. A black car stopped at the entrance of the boxing gym. The door opened and the person who got out was Mr. Zhao's confidant, Liang Shaokun. He was wearing a fitted gray suit and sunglasses. He walked into the gym with a calm expression, and his eyes swept around, finally landing on Su Hanze.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Zhao wants to see you."

Su Hanze nodded, stood up, straightened his suit jacket, and said to Xiaolong and Ah Liu, "Guard the place well. I'll be back soon."

"Boss Su, be careful." Xiaolong reminded in a low voice.

Su Hanze did not answer and followed Liang Shaokun out of the boxing gym. The car drove slowly along the streets of Xiwan, with shops and buildings on both sides rapidly receding outside the car window. Su Hanze sat in the back seat, looking ahead calmly.

He knew that Mr. Zhao had called him over this time because of what happened last night, and Mr. Jin's fuss had probably reached the limit of Mr. Zhao's patience.

The car stopped at the Seaview Hotel in Tsim Sha Tsui, which was as magnificent as ever and so quiet that it seemed isolated from the world. Su Hanze followed Liang Shaokun through the long corridor and walked into a spacious private room.

Mr. Zhao sat by the window, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking at the Victoria Harbour outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, his expression calm and indifferent.

"Mr. Su is here." Liang Shaokun said in a low voice, then stood at the door without saying anything else.

Su Hanze walked forward and bowed slightly: "Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes emotionless: "Sit down."

Su Hanze sat down on the sofa, his back straight, looking at Mr. Zhao calmly, waiting for him to speak.

Mr. Zhao picked up the teacup, took a sip, then put it back on the table and said calmly, "Mr. Su, do you know why I came to you?"

"Mr. Zhao, I think you already know what happened last night." Su Hanze's voice was calm and neither humble nor arrogant. "Young Master Jin's people came to mess things up, so I can only defend it."

"You've done a good job." Mr. Zhao nodded slightly, but his eyes turned cold. "But this is not what I want to see. I gave you the boxing gym so that you can make money, not so that you can cause trouble."

"Mr. Zhao, Young Master Jin wants to flatten the place, that's his business, but I can't give up Xiwan's territory." Su Hanze's voice rose slightly, and he looked at Mr. Zhao steadily, "I defended the place last night, but this is not the situation I wanted. I don't want the boxing gym to become like this."

Mr. Zhao looked at him with deep eyes: "So what are you going to do?"

"I know something about Young Master Jin's goods." Su Hanze said slowly, his voice low, "Mr. Zhao should probably go take a look at the things in Warehouse No. 3."

Mr. Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face: "Warehouse No. 3?"

"That's right." Su Hanze nodded, his eyes calm and firm, "Mr. Jin doesn't just want the boxing gym. I'm afraid Mr. Zhao doesn't want to see what he's doing in Xiwan either."

Mr. Zhao was silent for a while, his eyes fell on the teacup again, and he said softly: "Mr. Su, I will check the matter of Warehouse No. 3, but I hope you can solve the matter of the boxing gym."

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao." Su Hanze nodded slightly, "I will defend this place and make Young Master Jin stop."

Mr. Zhao nodded, and the smile reappeared on his face: "I hope you won't let me down."

Su Hanze didn't feel much relieved when he left the Seaview Hotel.

Mr. Zhao's words seemed to be giving him a chance, but in reality they were also a warning. If he couldn't hold on to the situation, and the matter of Warehouse No. 3 couldn't satisfy Mr. Zhao, he might also lose his life here.

When the car drove back to Xiwan, the streets were still deserted, and occasionally a dull whistle could be heard from the distant pier. Su Hanze sat in the car, looking at the street scene outside the window, his face gloomy.

"Mr. Jin, you shouldn't take this step." He whispered to himself, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The situation in Xiwan has reached its most tense moment. With Mr. Jin and Mr. Zhao looming over his head, Su Hanze knows that he has no way out.

The car slowly drove back to Xiwan, passing through quiet streets and alleys, and the outline of the boxing gym finally appeared in front of us.

It was already dark, and the street lights on both sides of the street flickered dimly, like a life-threatening pulse on the edge of the city. Ah Liu was standing at the door early, and when he saw the car stop, he immediately came to greet it.

"Boss Su, how is it?" Ah Liu looked anxious, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

Su Hanze opened the car door and got out, then walked into the museum with a steady step, his face as usual: "Mr. Zhao knows about Warehouse No. 3."

Ah Liu's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Did Mr. Zhao take action?"

"Not yet." Su Hanze's voice was so steady that it was hard to guess what he was thinking. "But he won't pretend not to know. Young Master Jin has stepped on his bottom line. Sooner or later, he will make a move."

Ah Liu's expression was a bit complicated. He was silent for a moment before he said, "But our brothers here can't hold on any longer. In the past two days, Young Master Jin's people have blocked several of our brothers who were out on business. Ah Kun is still in the hospital. Young Master Jin is trying to force us to admit defeat."

Su Hanze stood at the stairs, looking out the window on the second floor at the street outside. He knew that Ah Liu was right. Young Master Jin didn't give them a chance to breathe. He sent people to block, smash, and make trouble every day, which gradually eroded the confidence of the Xiwan brothers. And all they could do now was to guard this almost empty boxing gym.

"Give up?" Su Hanze said calmly, looking at Ah Liu coldly, "If Young Master Jin wants to see me give up, he must be prepared to die with me."

(End of this chapter)