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

Chapter 117: No one has dared to do this in Longjiang Hotel in the past years
Fortunately, although Chuanbao Dansan is a scattered person, he is still a person who has seen many storms after all.

The shout from his henchman had brought him back from his trance.

He slowly raised his eyelids, and while keeping his body still, he looked at Chen Piaodao who was pointing a gun at him.

"Put down the gun and leave the money!

From now on, I will not set foot in your Longjiang Hotel, and your Longjiang Hotel people are not allowed to set foot in any of our and Liansheng's places!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Piao immediately put away his pistol and glared at Chuan Bao with a sharp look.

He sneered, “Uncle Tian, ​​wouldn’t it be better if you did this earlier?
We should all stay out of each other's way. Isn't it necessary to make a fuss to the point of destroying each other?"

After saying that, Chen Piao turned around with a sinister look and gave the two thugs a provocative look.

While unlocking the safety of the Black Star pistol, he held the trigger of the pistol with his right index finger and rotated the pistol twice.

He asked the two thugs, "Isn't it time for you to give way to me? I don't think your grandpa wants to see me right now!"

The two thugs looked at each other, glanced at the pale-faced Chuanbao, and then tactfully made way for Chen Piao to leave.

As soon as Chen Piao left the room, Chuanbao, who was already sweating profusely, could no longer hold on.

A short, hissing sound came from his throat, and he immediately fell to the ground.

The two henchmen rushed forward to support him: "Grandpa, how are you? Are you okay?!"

"Fuck...fuck your mother, can't you see for yourself if there is something wrong?
Send...send me to the hospital!"

Chuanbao gasped for breath while calling out to his men.

The two thugs did not dare to delay and quickly helped Chuanbao up, preparing to carry him down the stairs, one on each side.

Unexpectedly, Chuanbao stretched out his hand tremblingly and pointed at the TV cabinet in the living room.

He explained again with difficulty: "Da Bohao, you...you stay here and call Sangze later and tell him that there is a million in cash inside, which was given to me by Dadong.

You...you give the money to him on my behalf.

Tell… tell him that although I love money, I definitely don’t… definitely don’t…”

Before Chuanbao could finish his sentence, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Su Hanze, who had just returned from Bowl Lane and was scolded by Thirteenth Sister, was about to return to Tsuen Wan when he suddenly received a call.

I looked at the number and saw that it was a call from a serial number.

Su Hanze pressed the answer button without thinking.

"Hello? Uncle Tian?"

"Brother Ze, I'm Grandpa's younger brother, Dabohao!
Grandpa is in trouble!"

"What the hell?!"

Hearing the anxious tone on the phone, Su Hanze had a bad thought.

He immediately put the phone close to his ear and asked urgently.

Kwong Wah Hospital, Cardiology Ward.

Under the cold light, Chuanbao lay powerlessly on the bed with IV drip, staring at the ceiling with his eyes flickering.

This time, he was pointed at with a gun by a scoundrel in Kowloon City, and was scared into the hospital without paying attention. It was a huge embarrassment.

Even if people know that they are old, it is difficult for them to accept this fact in their hearts.

Looking at the bubbles constantly rising from the drip bottle, Chuanbao had to admit that he was no longer the high-spirited gangster he used to be.

At this time, Banweixing walked in with a test report.

"Grandpa, the test results are out, don't worry, it's not a heart disease, just high blood pressure."

Banweixing placed the medical records and test reports on the bedside and continued speaking.

"But the doctor also said that at your age, high blood pressure is the biggest risk factor for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases.

Once you have recovered a little, the doctor will recommend that you have another comprehensive check-up of your entire body.

If you have any hidden dangers of heart or brain disease, you should take good care of your body.”

Chuanbao said impatiently: "I'm already this old, isn't it normal for me to have some health problems?
But I want to remind you, don’t mention what happened today to anyone!

Your grandpa's death is a small matter, but the shame is a big matter!

Do you understand what I mean?"

Banweixing scratched his head in some embarrassment, and finally answered with a wry smile.

"Grandpa, I won't tell anyone about what happened tonight, but..."

"Just what?"

“It’s just that when you were unconscious just now, Brother Ze came to see you.

He learned that you were almost shot by people from Kowloon City, and now he has taken people to the Walled City..."

Chuanbao suddenly became excited and struggled to sit up from the bed.

He kept shouting, "Stupid! Stupid!

Who asked him to go there? Call him back and tell him I don’t need him to help me out!”

"Grandpa, it's too late!"

Banweixing pointed to the watch on his wrist and said, "Brother Ze has been gone for more than half an hour. I'm afraid that Longjiang Hotel has been demolished by him now..."

Of course Su Hanze did not demolish the Longjiang Hotel.

His choice was more straightforward.

This time he went to Longjiang Hotel with only three minibuses.

But among the people in the three minibuses, fifteen of them were carrying long and short spray guns.

When they arrived at the entrance of Longjiang Hotel, Feiji immediately called two of his men to carry down a bucket of kerosene.

Without saying a word, he picked up the kerosene and evenly poured it in the lobby of Longjiang Hotel.

At this time, Chen Piao was having supper in the cafeteria with a group of friends. Suddenly, he saw someone carrying kerosene and pouring it into his restaurant. He immediately cried out in his heart that something was wrong.

boom--

However, before Chen Piao could take out the shotgun from his waist, the sound of a gunshot made him completely afraid to act rashly.

He knows guns, understands guns, and is proficient in guns.

The gunshot that shattered the glass curtain wall at the entrance of Longjiang Hotel was actually from a Remington 870 shotgun!

While Chen Piao was in a daze, Su Hanze had already led a group of people into the cafeteria.

"Don't look at me, just keep on spilling yours!"

Su Hanze held a shotgun in his hand and loaded another bullet into the chamber.

In an instant, the muzzles of more than a dozen long and short guns were pointed at Chen Piao.

Chen Piao couldn't help but frown, and his expression began to become embarrassed.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

At this time, the two henchmen brought by Feiji had already poured out a bucket of kerosene. Su Hanze winked at Feiji, and Feiji immediately understood.

He fished out a rotary lighter from his pocket and opened the lighter lid.

He lit the lighter with a click, and without any hesitation, he threw it into the kerosene flowing on the ground.

stab-

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky in the cafeteria, and the air was immediately filled with an overwhelming burning sensation.

But being pointed at by more than a dozen long and short guns, Chen Piao did not dare to act rashly.

He gritted his teeth, he never expected that Su Hanze would actually dare to burn down their restaurant!

"Sangze! We at Longjiang Hotel have no grudges against you. Do you really want to fight to the death?"

boom--

In response to Chen Piao's response, there was a heavy gunshot.

Remington spewed out a long tongue of fire, and the scattered bullets directly turned Chen Piao in front of him into a sieve.

Immediately afterwards, a dozen gunmen standing behind Su Hanze opened fire in unison.

The people who were dining with Chen Piao were suddenly covered in blood mist.

Su Hanze responded to Chen Piao's questioning with gunshots. He came here without thinking of leaving a single person alive in the Longjiang Hotel.

Watching the fire in the cafeteria grow more and more intense with an expressionless face, Su Hanze threw the shotgun directly to the plane next to him.

At the same time greeted.

"Airplane, please help me. Arrange for these brothers to go out and hide from the limelight immediately."

As the houses in the walled city were lined up one after another and the buildings were close to each other, the people in the clinic and casino next door did not dare to neglect the fire when they saw it.

Soon, the sound of fire trucks resounded throughout Dragon City.

There are so many desperate criminals mixed in Dragon City like a swarm of fish crossing the river.

But over the years, no one has ever chosen to cause trouble in the Longjiang Hotel.

For most of the desperate criminals lurking in Dragon City, Kowloon City is the last typhoon shelter in their lives.

If they offend Longjiang Hotel, they will not even be able to gain their last foothold.

But today, this restaurant that had stood in Dragon City for twenty years was burned down...

Longcheng is really a place where the strong prey on the weak. Even if a gunman is not afraid of death, it does not mean that he will not die.

Everyone is equal in the face of bullets, no one is an exception.

In Kwong Wah Hospital, Chuanbao couldn't sleep while lying on the hospital bed. The incompetent doctor insisted on not letting him leave the hospital, saying that he would not let him leave until the next day after the physical examination.

Chuanbao is now worried and asks Banweixing about the situation in Longcheng from time to time.

Banweixing had been vague all the time. He didn't dare tell Chuanbao that they and Liansheng's leader were going to do something explosive today.

It was not until Su Hanze rushed to the ward in person that Banweixing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Ze, Grandpa is very concerned about your ideas. He has something to ask you. Just talk to him slowly!"

Banweixing found a chair for Su Hanze, placed it at the head of the bed, and quickly left the ward.

Chuanbao grabbed the IV stand, tried to sit as steady as possible, and asked Su Hanze eagerly.

"Sangze, tell me, what did you do in Dragon City?"

Su Hanze helped Chuanbao sit steadily and said nonchalantly, "Of course I set fire to Longjiang Hotel. I also shot Chen Piao, who pointed a gun at your head, to death."

Upon hearing this, Chuanbao rolled his eyes and collapsed powerlessly.

"It's over, it's over, you are so confused!
I know you have a bad temper, but what's the point of getting rid of Chen Piaoding?

There are so many desperate bastards behind Long Jiang Hotel. If we offend them, we will never have a peaceful life in the future!"

"Grandpa, when have we, a group of dwarf mules, ever had a peaceful life?"

Su Hanze took a deep breath. He didn't insist on exposing this for Chuan.

However, Chuanbao is still the uncle who sits in the top position of He Liansheng, and is still one of the spiritual totems of He Liansheng.

Chuanbao could choose to endure being pointed at with a gun, but Su Hanze definitely could not.

If Su Hanze, the uncle who is most senior to Liansheng, does not come out to express his opinion when someone is holding a gun to his head, how can he talk about integrating the power of Hong Kong social groups?
But he didn't understand all these things. He was now in a state of panic, with one thing on his mind.

That is, from now on, he may be murdered by an invisible hand at any time.

This invisible and intangible fear will follow him day and night for the rest of his life.

Feeling frustrated, Chuanbao felt the need to tell Su Hanze something.

"Sangze, you don't really not know the origin of Longjiang Hotel, do you?"

"Grandpa, Xiyan also told me about the origin of Longjiang Hotel.

It's just that he has raised a bunch of bad guys. Which rich man in Kowloon City is not like this?

I estimate that in a few years, Longcheng will be demolished. What is there to be afraid of with such a mob? "

Chuanbao shook his head repeatedly: "You think too simply, Sangze, do you know the origins of the Number Gang and Xinji?"

Su Hanze smiled lightly: "Aren't the Number Gang and Xinji started by the spy chief of the Kuomintang Military Intelligence Bureau?
Grandpa, please don't tell me that Longjiang Hotel has some connection with the Kuomintang!"

Chuanbao stared at the ceiling blankly and said blankly.

"That's not what you think. The reason why I mentioned Xinji and Number Gang to you is to tell you that it is impossible to become one of the best in just a few decades without official endorsement.

Just like our society and the societies with the same name, we have been able to grow to the current scale thanks to the golden name of the Hongmen and more than a hundred years of accumulation, which has enabled us to secure our own piece of land in Hong Kong Island.

Just think about it, the Long Jiang Hotel has been able to stand firm in Kowloon City for 20 years without falling. Is there some great person behind them supporting them?"

Su Hanze drooped his eyelids: "Grandpa, you'd better make it short!"

Chuanbao sighed repeatedly: "I suspect that there are British foreigners behind Longjiang Hotel!"

Su Hanze's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Is there any basis for this?"

“There is no evidence, but more than a decade ago, when Chief Chinese Inspector Lei Luo was at the height of his powers, he had a detective from Bojiwan who once ate dog meat at the Longjiang Restaurant.

Because he was dissatisfied with the restaurant's chef for cooking the food too spicy, he overturned the table and slapped the chef in the face in Longjiang Restaurant.

In the end, the people from Longjiang Hotel chopped off the policeman's hand with a knife, which made Lei Luo furious. He personally ordered people to surround the city.

Guess what happened next? The Security Bureau and the white police superintendent Wade from the Police Force put pressure on Lei Luo, forcing him to withdraw his troops from the Walled City.

This matter was eventually left unresolved, but from now on, no one dares to cause trouble in Longjiang Hotel again!"

Su Hanze pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa, the foreigners in that era were greedy for money, and they had no power to govern the walled city at that time.

Isn't it too arbitrary to conclude that there are foreigners behind the Longjiang Hotel based on just this one incident?
And I don't understand, why would the foreigners open a restaurant in the smoky Dragon City? "

Chuanbao replied: "You haven't experienced that era, so you don't know what the nature of the foreigners is.

These bastards occupying Hong Kong Island, when did they ever treat us Chinese as human beings?

Now that the mainland has made it clear that it wants to take back Hong Kong Island, the foreigners have learned to put on an act and pretend to be good people in front of the Chinese!
But I can guarantee that these bastards have evil intentions. If you don’t believe me, just look at the past decade or so. The foreigners just sat back and watched, allowing countless illegal Vietnamese, Nanyang, and even Indian immigrants to enter Hong Kong Island.

Hong Kong Island has always been the territory of us Chinese. When the next generation of these outsiders is born and they label themselves as Hong Kong Islanders, what kind of situation do you think will be in Hong Kong Island in the future?
(End of this chapter)