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

Chapter 253 Your Hand Is Too Long

Su Hanze's eyes narrowed slightly, but his expression remained calm. He was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked to the window, tapping the window frame with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

"Bring a gun?" His voice was low, but not a bit panicky. "It seems that Young Master Jin is really anxious."

Ah Liu couldn't help but say, "Boss Su, how about we retreat first? We just fought a tough battle. If we fight again now, not only do we not have enough people, but we can't handle guns!"

Su Hanze turned around and looked at Ah Liu coldly: "Retreat? Xiwan is our territory, and the boxing gym is our lifeblood. If we lose even this little bit of momentum, and our brothers lose their hearts, who will follow us in the future?"

"But they have guns..." Ah Liu was a little anxious, "Brothers are all flesh and blood, if something really happens..."

"So, we won't fight head-on." Su Hanze interrupted him, his voice still calm, "We have to fight this battle with our brains."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment: "Use your brain?"

Su Hanze nodded gently, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Young Master Jin brought a gun this time, which means he has lost his patience. The more it is at this time, the more likely he is to make mistakes. This time, we have to bring him down in one fell swoop."

Ah Liu was a little confused, but he didn't dare to ask more: "Then...what should we do?"

Su Hanze walked to the table, picked up an old landline phone and dialed a number. His voice was low and cold: "Xiaolong, gather all the brothers in the boxing gym and tell them that we have to defend this place tonight, but we can't fight hard."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ah Liu and said, "Tell the brothers to turn on all the lights outside the boxing arena so that it will be as bright as day. Also, call Xiao Fei and tell him that I called the police three minutes ago."

When Ah Liu heard this, his eyes widened immediately: "Call the police?!"

"Young Master Jin brought a gun to cause trouble. If something really happens tonight, who will be held most responsible?" Su Hanze asked with a sneer on his face. "Every move he makes in Xiwan is being watched. If the cops come tonight, it will be hard for his boat not to capsize."

Ah Liu suddenly realized, but he was a little worried: "What if Tiaozi doesn't arrive in time and Young Master Jin's people take action first?"

Su Hanze sat down slowly, picked up the iron rod on the table, and said in a cold tone: "If the police come, it's their problem. If the police don't come, it's my problem. Someone has to solve the problem anyway."

Ah Liu didn't say anything else. He looked at Su Hanze with complicated eyes, turned around and walked out quickly.

In the early hours of the morning, the streets of Xiwan were bustling again. Jin Shao's motorcade drove in from different directions, and several cars stopped outside the boxing arena. The people in the cars got out and quickly gathered together. Everyone had weapons in their hands, and some even held black pistols in their hands, shining coldly.

Young Master Jin sat in the car, looking through the window at the brightly lit boxing gym, and sneered at Xiao Tan, "Su Hanze is smart. He knows how to turn on the lights to scare people, but tonight, he can't get away."

Xiao Tan looked at the brightly lit venue, but felt a little uneasy in his heart: "Master, will there be any problems? With such a big commotion, what if the police target us..."

"The cops?" Young Master Jin sneered, his eyes ferocious. "My father has already given notice. Even if the sky falls tonight, no one dares to interfere! Don't worry, after this job, Xiwan will be mine!"

As he spoke, he pushed open the car door and led the way to the main entrance of the boxing gym. His men quickly followed, more than 30 people lined up in a row, approaching the boxing gym aggressively.

At the entrance of the boxing gym, Xiaolong and his men were on full alert, all holding weapons, but no one dared to act rashly. The light shone on their faces, revealing their fatigue and tension.

Young Master Jin walked to a place a few meters away from the entrance of the boxing gym, stopped, and looked up at Su Hanze who was standing by the window on the second floor. His eyes were cold and grim: "Su Hanze, today I am going to smash your doghouse to pieces. Let's see how long you can hold on!"

Su Hanze walked down slowly from the second floor, his steps steady and his eyes cold. He stood at the door, looking at Young Master Jin, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Jin, are you sure you want to do this tonight?"

"Do it to the end?" Young Master Jin sneered, "Su Hanze, I should be the one asking you this question. Do you think you can scare me by turning on a few lights?"

Su Hanze's eyes swept over the group of menacing people behind him and said coldly, "This is Xiwan, not your beast farm. This is my territory, Su Hanze, it's not your turn to run wild."

"Really?" Young Master Jin raised his voice and waved his hands violently, "Tear it down! If I don't tear this place down tonight, don't come back to see me!"

Just as his men were about to charge forward, suddenly, a shrill siren sounded from a distance. Four police cars, accompanied by blue and red lights, drove over at high speed and stopped abruptly at the entrance of the boxing gym.

The policeman got out of the car quickly and pointed his baton and gun at Jin Shao's men.

"Don't move! Put your hands up!" the leading police officer shouted, staring at Jin Shao, "If anyone dares to move, I guarantee you'll all be put in jail!"

Jin Shao's face changed instantly. He looked at the policemen who suddenly appeared, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He grabbed Xiao Tan and shouted in a low voice: "What's going on? Why are the policemen here?!"

Xiao Tan also looked flustered: "I don't know, didn't you say you had already said hello?"

Su Hanze looked at Young Master Jin's embarrassment with a cold smile on his face. He spoke slowly, his voice clearly echoing in the air: "Young Master Jin, Xiwan's territory is not something that anyone can take. You probably need to give a good account of what happened tonight."

Young Master Jin glared at Su Hanze angrily, gritting his teeth but unable to do anything.

Bright sunlight shines into the office through the glass windows and falls on the expensive mahogany table. The metal ornaments on the table reflect dazzling light.

Su Hanze stood in front of the French window, looking at the skyline of Hong Kong Island from afar. He held a cigarette in his hand, but it was not lit. He liked to use this method to keep himself awake, and the faint smell of tobacco seemed to make his thoughts clearer.

In the office, Xiaolong pushed open the door and walked in, looking a little excited: "Boss Su, the news has spread. Young Master Jin was taken away by the police last night. This time he will be locked up for at least half a month."

Su Hanze turned around, his lips slightly raised. "The police just helped us press the pause button. The backers behind Young Master Jin will not sit idly by. He will be back in half a month, and then we have to welcome him in another way."

"What other methods are there? Boss Su, you have already used a trick by having the police keep an eye on the beast arena this time." Xiaolong said with a smile, holding a thick document in his hand, "However, while Young Master Jin is away, our boxing gym can finally reopen with peace of mind."

Su Hanze glanced at the document, his eyes becoming more profound: "The boxing gym is not the ultimate goal, it is just where we started. Young Master Jin's elimination is only the first step. Next, we want to make the entire West Bay our territory. Not only the dock, but also the casinos, entertainment industry, and stock market, we want to get involved." Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, with a bit of excitement on his face: "Boss Su, do you mean... to completely commercialize West Bay?"

Su Hanze nodded, turned around, put out his cigarette and threw it into the ashtray: "Isn't Xiwan always in chaos? The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish."

In Hong Kong Island late at night, the neon lights are dazzling, luxury cars are constantly on the streets, and the entrances of bars are filled with scantily clad young people.

Mr. Zhao was sitting in a high-end private club in Victoria Harbor, surrounded by several heavily made-up beauties. He was holding someone in one hand and holding a wine glass in the other, chatting with the person opposite.

The man opposite him was wearing a neat suit and had a shrewd look on his face. He was Lin Qiming, a well-known "trader" in the Hong Kong stock market. It was rumored that Lin Qiming could double the value of a stock with just one phone call. Today, he came to see Mr. Zhao specifically to discuss a "big deal."

"Mr. Zhao, Xiwan has been very popular recently. I heard that Su Hanze appeared in your territory. He is very capable." Lin Qiming smiled meaningfully and raised his wine glass to shake it gently. "You are not really planning to let him become big in Xiwan, are you?"

Mr. Zhao took a sip of wine, glanced at the beauty beside him, and said in a lazy tone with a hint of pressure: "The water in Xiwan is very deep. No matter how hard he tries, he is just a loach. Mr. Lin came to me specially today, I'm afraid it's not to talk about Xiwan, right?"

Lin Qiming put down his wine glass and smiled: "Mr. Zhao is really quick-witted. To be honest, I am planning to invest in a stock that involves the entertainment industry in Hong Kong Island. I need your support."

Mr. Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Entertainment industry? Tell me more about it."

Lin Qiming lowered his voice a little, revealing a bit of mystery: "Night City Entertainment Group, which owns several large casinos and nightclubs, is planning to go public recently, but they lack a partner who can integrate resources. I think Mr. Zhao should be the most suitable candidate."

Mr. Zhao tapped the table thoughtfully, his eyes flickering, "Night City Entertainment? It is indeed very popular in the stock market recently, but this kind of cooperation has considerable risks."

Lin Qiming laughed: "There is profit only when there is risk. Mr. Zhao, if you are willing to support me, the return of this business is definitely worth it."

Mr. Zhao smiled but did not answer immediately. He turned to look at the night view outside the window, but was thinking about something else in his mind - Su Hanze. This guy has been making bigger moves recently, and even the gray industry at Xiwan Wharf has begun to be rectified.

If he really has the ability to turn Xiwan into a commercial center, the future value of Xiwan will definitely be several times more than it is now.

This time, he completely changed his previous business model. He no longer used violent fights to attract attention, but instead created a large party that combined business, entertainment and fashion.

The boxing match turned into a show of just enough skills. The venue added VIP boxes, luxury bars, and even invited several popular stars to perform.

On the opening night, the venue was brightly lit and packed with people. Su Hanze stood in the private room on the second floor, looking at the lively scene downstairs with a smile on his face. Next to him stood a woman wearing a tight red dress and holding a glass of champagne.

"Boss Su, your business is really getting bigger and bigger." The woman's voice was soft and teasing. "It seems that sooner or later, you will dominate the limelight in Xiwan."

Su Hanze glanced at her sideways and said with a smile, "The goal is not to be in the spotlight, but to make money. Miss Xia's presence here today is the greatest honor for our place."

Xia Yan, one of the most popular actresses in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, has a strong background. It is rumored that her family has close ties with several wealthy people in Hong Kong. Inviting her here today is enough to make the whole West Bay a sensation.

Xia Yan gently touched Su Hanze's cup and smiled charmingly: "Boss Su is too modest. You are now a legend in Xiwan. I am just joining in the fun."

As the two were talking, there was a knock on the door of the box, and Xiaolong hurried in, looking a little serious: "Boss Su, Mr. Zhao's people are here, and they want to see you."

Su Hanze put down his wine glass, his eyes flickered slightly: "Mr. Zhao? Doesn't he always not ask about Xiwan's affairs? Why did he suddenly come today?"

Xiaolong shook his head: "I don't know, but it looks like they are up to no good."

Su Hanze chuckled and straightened his collar. "If you come with bad intentions, good intentions will not come. Let's go and meet Mr. Zhao's people."

In the VIP room of the boxing gym, Mr. Zhao's confidant Liang Shaokun was sitting on the sofa, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking at the ornaments on the table calmly. Behind him stood two bodyguards in black, with an imposing manner.

Su Hanze pushed the door open and walked in with a calm smile on his face: "Liang Shaokun, what brings you to my little place?"

Liang Shaokun raised his head, looked at Su Hanze sharply, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Boss Su, this place is not small. The whole Xiwan is watching your boxing gym now."

"You're welcome." Su Hanze sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and said calmly, "I wonder if Mr. Zhao has any instructions?"

Liang Shaokun put away his smile and his tone turned cold: "Mr. Zhao's meaning is very simple. You can do business in Xiwan, but don't cross the line. Some people have recently complained that you have stretched your hands a little too far."

Su Hanze heard this and laughed instead of getting angry: "Xiwan is my territory. I don't need anyone to tell me how to do business, right?"

Liang Shaokun sneered: "Business is business, rules are rules. Mr. Zhao just reminds you, don't forget who made the rules of Xiwan."

The two looked at each other, and the air was filled with an invisible smell of gunpowder. Finally, Liang Shaokun stood up and straightened his sleeves: "Boss Su, I hope you can remember Mr. Zhao's kindness."

He turned and left, leaving behind a meaningful remark: "Don't let the prosperity of Xiwan become your own grave."

In Xiwan, the sea surface is sparkling under the neon lights, and the night breeze blows, carrying the unique fishy and salty smell of the port.

The lively scene in the boxing arena gradually faded away, leaving behind a pile of crumpled tickets and light and shadows on the floor. Cleaning workers downstairs were busy in groups of three or five.

In the box on the second floor, Su Hanze sat alone by the window, quietly looking at the cargo ship docked not far away, his brows slightly furrowed, and steam rose from the teacup in his hand.

"Boss Su, the place is really hot tonight." Xiaolong pushed the door open and walked in, his tone full of excitement. "The tickets for the first half are sold out, and the gambling tables for the second half are also full. Several big bosses are still playing in the box. The scene is so hot!"

(End of this chapter)