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

Chapter 32 Big Circle
Su Hanze shook his head and said, "I do want to find a few eye-catching people to go out of the city with me to do things, but there is no need for such troublesome gunmen."

"What to do?"

"It's hard to say. It would be best if Brother Xiyan could stop asking."

Xiyan nodded after hearing this: "That's fine, anyway, when hiring people to do work in the city, they only ask for money and not the reason.

If you want to find someone to do something for you, you have to understand the rules.

It's not that I don't want to help you, but is the money ready?"

"I'm ready. I need three people. It would be best if they are prepared to make a profit and then stop doing it, never to return to Hong Kong Island again.

It’s best if the person is a veteran who has aura at first glance!
I prepared 50,000 yuan for each of them. Of course, I will pay the commission to Brother Xiyan, so it won’t be deducted from their 50,000 yuan.”

Upon hearing this, Xiyan was secretly surprised.

He really wanted to ask Su Hanze where he got the 150,000 yuan when he just returned from the Netherlands.

I also really want to know what Su Hanze is going to do.

But rules are rules, and Xiyan still kept his mouth shut out of professional ethics.

He just said solemnly: "150,000 is enough to find three first-rate fighters!
Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter. Just come to the city with the money before 1 p.m. to find me.

Also, forget about the commission. If Brother Bing knew that I was taking your money, I would be in a very difficult position.”

"Thank you very much, Brother Xiyan. I will go back and prepare the money. I will come to you at noon to pick up the person."

Su Hanze stood up and was about to leave after saying this, but Xiyan did not forget to hold him back and gave him some instructions.

“Sangze, ever since Thirteenth Sister’s father Chuishida passed away, you have been her only relative in this world.

I hope that no matter what you do, you should still tell your elder sister in advance, do you understand me?"

"Brother Xiyan, I know what's going on. We'll talk later!"

At half past twelve in the afternoon, Su Hanze stepped into the Kowloon Walled City again, carrying a canvas bag.

After arriving at the Guangfeng Mahjong Hall, we found that the makeshift stoves at the door had been removed at some point.

But half of the street was still filled with a fragrance that made people salivate.

The rough man who cooked in the morning had already changed into a clean set of clothes.

At this moment, he was sitting on a rattan chair at the door, calling on other thugs who were watching the scene to add tea to the guests playing mahjong.

After seeing Su Hanze come in, the rough man immediately pointed at the curtain in the inner hall.

He said, “Go in and turn left, then go upstairs and turn left again to the first room.

Brother Xiyan is waiting for you inside."

"Thank you!"

Su Hanze thanked him, picked up the bag, and walked upstairs, stepping on the melon seed shells on the ground.

After knocking on the first door upstairs, a man with high cheekbones opened the door for Su Hanze.

The man had a pair of inverted triangle eyes, dumpling-shaped ears, sparse eyebrows, slightly overbite lips, and a height of about 1.75 meters, although he did not look burly.

But the first impression Su Hanze had was that this man was the type who could eat three or four children in one meal.

At this moment, the man was looking at Su Hanze in front of him with an unfriendly look.

"Liu Dong, he is your boss, please invite him in!"

Xiyan was sitting on a wooden chair by the window holding a horse racing newspaper, and shouted to the man at the door.

When he heard that the person coming was the boss, the man named Liu Dong's eyes instantly became much more friendly.

He bowed slightly, opened the door for Su Hanze, and welcomed him in.

Su Hanze put the bag of money on the cement floor in the room, only to find two middle-aged men with dull expressions and unsmiling faces sitting in the corner.

Xiyan left the horse racing newspaper in the gap between the window railings and waved at Su Hanze. Then he pointed at Liu Dong standing behind Su Hanze and introduced him.

“These three big circle brothers came to Hong Kong Island by boat half a month after the Chinese New Year.

They robbed a gold shop in Temple Street three months ago, but because they had no way to sell the stolen goods, they were blocked by the police at the dock in Yuen Long.

Finally, he was forced to abandon the stolen goods and run away. He had been in Kowloon City for almost a hundred days.

I tried several times to arrange a boat to send them back, but they disagreed, wanting to make enough money in Hong Kong before leaving.

This just meets your requirement of finishing a job and never returning to Hong Kong Island."

After listening to Xiyan's description, Su Hanze couldn't help but laugh.

“Many of the ornaments in the small shops on Temple Street are gilded.

If I'm not mistaken, these three brothers didn't steal a bunch of useless decorations, right?"

"That's right, otherwise they might not even look at your 50,000 yuan business."

After getting Xiyan's reply, Su Hanze couldn't help but glance at the man behind him.

He smiled and asked, "Brother, there is no big fortune to be made, but is fifty thousand yuan enough to send you back home?"

"enough!"

The big circle boy nodded and said: "The three of us from the same hometown sneaked into Hong Kong Island this time, originally we just wanted to earn some money to buy a house and then go back.

Fifty thousand dollars is more than enough!

Boss, you just tell us what business we are going to do, whether it's murder or arson, the three of us will never frown! "

"You don't need to kill anyone, let alone set fire to anything!"

Su Hanze squatted down and unzipped the canvas bag containing the money.

He took out bundles of brand new banknotes, which made the other two guys sitting in the corner come over involuntarily with their eyes wide open.

"This money is easy to earn. From now on, you can use it to have some fun outside, take a sauna, have sex, and finally experience the charm of Hong Kong Island.

Then return here to Brother Xiyan and wait for my notification. I will arrange for you to go out and start work with me in the evening!"

As Su Hanze spoke, he stuffed the money into the hands of the big circle boy named Liu.

Xiyan did not forget to call out from the side: "Sangze, the three of them are still wanted by the police. When you take them out to do things, you must be careful not to get yourself into any trouble that you shouldn't!"

“It’s not a big deal. When they finish their business, I will arrange a boat to take them back.

Thank you, Brother Xiyan. I still have some things to deal with, so I don’t deserve your idle chat.

I'd like you to help me take care of these three brothers."

After walking out of the narrow-eyed place, Su Hanze dialed a number with his mobile phone before leaving the walled city.

After the phone rang for a while, it was finally answered.

Su Hanze preached into the phone.

"Brother Sen, have you come to Bolan Street?
If you didn't come, I could talk to you on the phone first.

Can you find the body of a fellow Taoist who died from taking powder? I can be of use to you!"

"Sangze, what do you want the corpse for?"

"Wait for you to come to Bowling Street and talk slowly. I'll be waiting for you in a private room on the third floor of the Bara Palace. See you later!"

After meeting Guan Zaisen at Bolan Street, Su Hanze not only gave Guan Zaisen 20,000 yuan in labor fees, but also gave him an extra 10,000 yuan.

It can be considered as paying Guan Zaisen for the body recovery fee.

(End of this chapter)