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

Chapter 33 Struggle
Guan Zaisen, who got the money, naturally would not ask Su Hanze any more questions about the whole story.

For a senior fellow Taoist like him, it is not a difficult task to deal with a few corpses of fans who died of high fever.

At Shixiawei, people from the Environmental Protection Agency come to clean up the corpses countless times every month.

Since he helped with the cleanup, perhaps the Hong Kong public service agencies should give him a good citizen award.

At worst, in places like Nam Sang Wai and Kowloon City, there are countless desperate fans willing to sacrifice themselves just to satisfy their addiction...

When night fell over the Hong Kong Island again, Su Hanze called the operative in Kowloon City and asked him to arrange for someone to send the three gangsters over.

At the same time, Su Hanze took out another 200,000 yuan in cash from the storage space.

Looking at the two heavy stacks of gold bulls in his hands, Su Hanze couldn't help but sigh.

When will the speed at which you earn money keep up with the speed at which you spend money?

The 35 million I got from Babi hasn't even started to warm up yet, but I've already spent more than a million in the past two days...

No wonder a certain gangster in Hong Kong who kidnapped Mr. Cheng’s son still didn’t know how to restrain himself even after receiving a ransom of 1 billion.

You won’t feel bad about spending the money you earn from a no-cost business.

In Tsim Sha Tsui, at dusk, Chen Yongren, who had been working until this morning and had just taken a break, was lying in a rented house.

A rustling sound in the room woke Chen Yongren from his sleep.

But he chose not to say anything. He continued to lie on the bed, closing his eyes, and maintaining the sleeping posture without moving.

"Aren, get up and start working!"

A silly voice suddenly rang in Chen Yongren's ears. Chen Yongren opened his eyes abruptly and found that the person standing in front of him was Han Chen's confidant Sha Qiang.

"Brother Qiang, I remember the door was locked, how did you get in?"

Sha Qiang proudly shook the key in his hand at Chen Yongren.

He laughed and said, "Are you stupid? Have you forgotten that you are staying in my room?
By the way, A-Ren, Dilu just came to see me and told me that starting today, the price of No. 4 will increase by one-fifth.

Don't forget to go out and distribute the goods tonight. If you don't have enough money, Brother Chen will make trouble for you."

Chen Yongren sat up straight with some fatigue, and rubbed his face with his hands.

Puzzled, he asked, "Again? This is the second price increase this month."

If the price goes up further, I’m afraid those old customers will complain.”

"Ah Ren, all the goods in Brother Chen's hands are AA+, so there is no need to worry about not being able to sell them.

Also, Brother Chen said that the Observatory reported that there might be a typhoon in the near future.

The stock of these fan stalls in Hong Kong Island has been running low in recent times.

Don't panic, we'll just do whatever Brother Chen says, since the money isn't coming to us anyway."

"You are not wrong about that."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yongren nodded and agreed with Sha Qiang's words.

Then Chen Yongren put on his clothes and asked Sha Qiang as he walked towards the bathroom.

"Tell me, where should the goods be delivered tonight?"

"It's still Bowling Street and Shanghai Street. There are twenty-three in total. I have counted them for you.

There are fifteen packs of No. 4, totaling thirty-eight grams.

There are forty-two pieces of bobbleheads, which means that for the first show tonight, you have to take home eight thousand two hundred and twenty dollars.

The two hundred dollars is your commission. When you pay back the eight thousand dollars, I will tell you where to send the rest of the goods. "As a well-known powder dealer in Tsim Sha Tsui, Han Chen has been more cautious and careful in running the powder stall business since he inherited the Ni family's business.

As for the fan distribution business, Han Chen adopted the method of breaking the whole into parts.

Every time he sent his men out to distribute the drugs, the amount of drugs they carried was within a controllable range.

The police officers in Hong Kong Island are very particular about catching the thief and the stolen goods when they fight against drug trafficking. For example, if the police officers are fighting against drug trafficking at sea, even if they see the drug dealer dumping the drugs into the sea, as long as they do not catch the drug dealer and the drug dealer, the court will rule that there is no suitable evidence and will not prosecute.

Chen Yongren and his men distributed drugs for Han Chen, and often took drugs from Han Chen several times a night.

The main purpose is to make it convenient for the thugs to destroy the goods on them in time when encountering any emergencies.

Moreover, no one trusts Han Chen, and the warehouse where he stores goods is so secretive that it is outrageous.

As an undercover agent, Chen Yongren had been keeping an eye on him in Tsim Sha Tsui for three years but still failed to catch this house demolisher.

After nightfall, Chen Yongren once again drove a Honda from Tsim Sha Tsui and numbly followed Han Chen's instructions to deliver goods to various areas in Yau Tsim Mong.

He didn't know how many times he had done this kind of thing.

He didn't know when it would end.

I still remember that ten years ago, he was training at the Wong Chuk Hang Police Academy, and he ranked first in every subject among his peers.

As expected, a new star is rising in the police force.

Who would have thought that fate would play such a trick on him that less than a month before graduating from the police academy, he happened to meet his nemesis - Huang Zhicheng!

This senior inspector of Organized Crime and Triad Bureau chose me to be an undercover agent the first time he saw me.

Moreover, the undercover target is the Ni family whom he wants to cut off from!

Chen Yongren had no choice but to agree. Huang Zhicheng completely barred Chen Yongren from the police force simply because of a regulation that prohibited concealing one's underworld background.

If he wants to be a policeman with dignity, he can only follow Huang Zhicheng's request and overthrow his biological father, Ni Kun!

So, Ni Kun died, and his second brother Ni Yongxiao, who treated Chen Yongren as his own brother, died.

As time went by, three years after three years, when Chen Yongren repeatedly asked Huang Zhicheng to restore his file and apply to return to the team, Huang Zhicheng seemed to be addicted to using him.

Always be vague and tell him that as the last vote, he can return to the team!
Chen Yongren could no longer tell whether he was a policeman or a thief!

For the identity of a policeman, he abandoned the family affection that he already lacked, and struggled day and night at the intersection of light and darkness.

He wanted to remind himself that he was a policeman, but he was afraid that Han Chen beside him would discover his identity.

He wanted to remind himself to act more decently as a dwarf mule, but he was afraid that he would indulge his inner thoughts and sink into darkness, unable to turn back...

In fact, Chen Yongren knew in his heart that since he embarked on the undercover path, he had been completely cut off from the ideal identity of a policeman.

Even though he was successful and his file was restored and he returned to the team, he still could not gain the trust of his colleagues in the police force.

The worst outcome for an undercover agent is to be exposed while carrying out a mission, resulting in death or disability.

The best result would be to receive a commendation from the Police Department after returning to the team.

Afterwards, for various reasons, they will be transferred to civilian units such as the Silver Band and the Information Room.

There are very few people who can get the position of Sergeant...

Stepping into the familiar Bowling Street again, Chen Yongren subconsciously touched the things in his leather jacket pocket, and strode towards a bar.

He didn't notice that three figures were following behind him...

(End of this chapter)