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

Chapter 182 Let’s just wait and see the fun!
"Sir, Xi Mihua's people don't seem to dare to move." The deputy said through the headset, "Should we take the initiative to create some pressure?"

After hearing this, Kanta couldn't help but laugh: "Do you think Xi Mihua is a coward?"

"But now they are..." As the deputy began to speak, Kanta interrupted him: "They are just waiting for Su Hanze's action. We

Wait a little longer and see what Su Hanze's trump card is."

The atmosphere at the venue at this time was in stark contrast to the tense situation in the East District. The eldest wife sat in the VIP room, sipping a cup of black tea elegantly. She looked at the night view outside the window and said to He Qun beside her: "Aze's plan this time was very beautiful, but do you think he can hold on to the end?"

"No one can guess what Brother Ze is thinking." He Qun smiled, "But one thing is certain, every step he takes is making his opponent more flustered."

"Who do you think will move first, Kanta or Ximihua?" asked the eldest wife.

"Kanta." He Qun answered without hesitation, "He is a spectator, but after watching for too long, he can't help but leave. And Xi Mihua can only respond passively."

At the other end of the alley, the black cat suddenly jumped down from the pile of boxes and knocked over a few empty bottles, making a crisp sound. Chen Bing immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Xiao Wu! They're moving!"

"Brother Bing, that's a cat!" Xiao Wu covered his forehead with his hands, looking helpless.

"No matter if it's a cat or not, we can't lose momentum!" Chen Bing shouted in a low voice, "Keep a close eye on it, don't let up!"

Kanta's men were also made nervous by the noise, and they subconsciously took a step closer to the back alley. The atmosphere in the field instantly became more depressing, and everyone was waiting for the storm that might happen in the next second.

The atmosphere in the alley became increasingly tense. The tense air was like a rusty iron plate that could make a harsh sound if a little force was applied. Chen Bing stood in the alley behind the field, holding an iron pipe in his hand, staring at Kanta's men not far away. He quickly calculated in his mind: If a fight really breaks out, would it be too hasty for him to rush in first?
"Xiao Wu," Chen Bing approached him gently and lowered his voice, "If they really start fighting later, don't run away first!"

Xiao Wu looked innocent: "Brother Bing, where can I run to? The back door is blocked!"

"If you really dare to run away, I will be the first to settle the score with you!" Chen Bing glared at him with a serious expression that was a little ridiculous.

Across the alley, Kanta's men were also whispering. A guy in a black windbreaker complained in a low voice: "What are we waiting for? Our legs are stiff after standing all night!"

"Don't talk nonsense. The master must have his reasons for letting us suppress him." The leader shouted in a low voice, "What happened tonight must be a trap. Let's see who shows weakness first."

"But the situation has become so stalemated..." The man in the windbreaker couldn't help but mutter, "Is it going to last till dawn?"

At the same time, at the night market stall at the alley entrance, Lu Dongpi was taking advantage of the break to hang a small lantern on the stall and said cheerfully, "How about it, with this lantern hung, does this place look like a New Year's goods market?"

Ah Quan was opening a bag of braised chicken wings and couldn't help laughing: "Brother Pi, you are so bold. The situation in the East District is so tense that it seems like a war is about to break out, yet you are still able to be so artistic."

"This is the difference!" Lu Dongpi patted his chest, picked up a bottle of beer and said loudly, "Come on, come on, the beer tonight is free, as long as you dare to drink, and don't be afraid of getting all spilt in a fight!"

On the other side of the stall, a passerby who was watching the fun couldn't help but say, "Brother Beer, aren't you afraid that this game will get out of control? If it really gets out of hand, this beer will be just a decoration."

"Who said it was just for show?" Lu Dongpi grinned, "Beer is not for drinking, it's for celebrating! Look, when they're done fighting, can't we just take a group photo to celebrate the 'Night Battle of Haojiang'?"

In the stadium, Su Hanze still sat calmly in the monitoring room, holding a cup of freshly brewed oolong tea in his hand. His eyes were fixed on the screen, showing every corner of the alley. On the screen, Chen Bing's iron pipe reflected the faint light, while Kanta's people stood like wooden stakes, and no one was willing to move first.

"Brother Ze, has this game come to an end?" A Bing sat aside holding a box of peanuts, chewing them in his mouth.

"It's not over yet." Su Hanze put down his teacup and said calmly, "They are all waiting for a signal, a signal that allows them to take action without taking any responsibility."

"Should we give them this signal?" A Bing raised his eyebrows. "Or should I send them another false message?"

"This game is already chaotic enough, we don't need to add fuel to the fire." Su Hanze's eyes did not leave the screen, "Wait, whoever can't bear it anymore will lose."

At this moment, the first wife was in another VIP room, slowly flipping through a magazine. Her assistant whispered, "First wife, who do you think will win tonight?"

"Win?" The first wife put down the magazine with a meaningful smile in her eyes, "In the underworld of Macao, there is never an absolute winner. In this play, it all depends on who can still stand and laugh at the end."

The black cat in the alley seemed unaware of the tense atmosphere. It stretched, then leisurely jumped onto the pile of boxes. It even meowed in Chen Bing's direction, as if asking: Why don't you guys leave yet?
Chen Bing was annoyed by the cat and cursed in a low voice: "Xiao Wu, did you bring canned food? Why does this cat always run towards us?"

"Brother Bing, I don't have that stuff with me!" Xiao Wu waved his hands anxiously, "This cat is probably coming for our brothers - do you see any snacks in A-Kun's pocket?"

When Ah Kun heard this, he took out a piece of dry food from his pocket with an innocent look on his face and said with a silly smile: "Brother Bing, I just brought this with me because I was hungry..."

Chen Bing was so angry that he slammed the iron pipe on the ground and said, "Can you be a little more professional? It's okay if the cat comes, but what if it attracts Kanta's people? Will you compensate me?"

Meanwhile, the man in the windbreaker couldn't help himself and whispered, "Boss, why are their people fighting with cats? Have we gone too far?"

The leader frowned and said, "Cat? Are you sure it's not their secret code?"

"A secret code? Can a secret code be a cat?" The man in the windbreaker was confused. "Then what should we do? Move or not?"

"Wait a little longer." The leader's eyes were always locked on Chen Bing. "The people over there are so nervous, they must have a backup plan."

At the night market stall at the alley entrance, Lu Dongpi was distributing chicken wings to customers. He patted his chest and said, "Brothers who are spending money today, remember, eat and drink your fill, watch the show as you like, and don't get involved in underworld affairs!"

A beer drinker asked with a smile: "Brother Beer, do we have to write a review after watching it? After all, such an exciting play is not common!"

"Right, right, right!" Lu Dongpi laughed. "Tonight is the annual blockbuster of the Macau Rivers and Lakes. We will also have to select the best actor award afterwards!"

The atmosphere in the alley was extremely tense, and every gust of night wind seemed to be able to break the taut string. Chen Bing stood at the front of the team, holding the iron pipe tightly, his palms full of sweat. He gritted his teeth and tried to make his voice sound more confident: "Come on! If we can hold on tonight, Brother Hua will definitely reward us handsomely later!" Xiao Wu shrank back and muttered softly: "Brother Bing, we can hold on, but what if Kanta's people suddenly attack?"

"Then let's see who's braver!" Chen Bing turned around and glared at him fiercely, "If we don't take action first, they're just paper tigers! Brother Hua said that we can't lose our momentum!"

At the same time, Kanta's men were also whispering. The man in the windbreaker leaned close to the leader's ear and whispered, "Boss, aren't Xi Mihua's men bluffing? If they really had the goods, how could they have been deadlocked until now?"

"You know shit." The leader glanced at him, his tone revealing a bit of impatience, "This is not a matter of whether the goods are good or not, it's about who shows weakness first. We start first, what if it's a trap, the gentleman will skin us alive later!"

The man in the windbreaker muttered unconvincedly: "You can't just sit there like this, can you? I can't even stand up straight after standing all night!"

At the night market stall at the other end of the alley, Lu Dongpi was telling gossip to a group of onlookers. He held a chicken leg in one hand and pointed in the direction of the alley with the other, looking smug: "Brothers, guess how long these people in the alley can last? I bet the people from Kanta can't stand it first!"

Ah Quan couldn't help but interrupt: "Brother Pi, I think the people who are washing rice are more panicked. Look at Chen Bing, his hands are shaking when he holds the iron pipe!"

"What do you know?" Lu Dongpi grinned, "Chen Bing's tactics are psychological tactics. The more he shakes, the more he can confuse his opponent!"

A crowd of people gathered in front of the night market stall, chewing on the stewed food of Ludong Beer, but from time to time they glanced into the depths of the alley. A passerby couldn't help but say, "Brother Beer, if a fight really breaks out, what will you do with your stall?"

"It'll be even better if we fight!" Lu Dongpi's face was full of excitement. "Once the situation gets chaotic, we can sell our beer and chicken wings for a good price!"

In the monitoring room of the venue, Su Hanze was still sitting in the main seat, and the screen in front of him showed every detail of the alley. His eyes remained calm, and his fingers tapped the table rhythmically.

"Brother Ze, how long can this game last?" A Bing leaned back in his chair, chewing melon seeds, his tone full of curiosity.

"It's almost there." Su Hanze said calmly, "Chen Bing and Kanta's people have reached their limit. If they continue like this, both sides will collapse."

"Then let's just wait and see what happens?" asked A Bing.

"No." Su Hanze put down the teacup in his hand, a smile on his face, "Ask Dong Beer to add some more ingredients and spread the message - say that the goods have been handed over in another alley."

"This is a great move!" Ah Bing patted his thigh. "Both sides will be anxious when they hear this!"

After receiving the news, Dongpi immediately arranged for someone to come. Not long after, the atmosphere in the alley suddenly changed. An urgent voice came from Chen Bing's intercom: "Brother Bing, it's bad! Someone said that the goods were handed over in the next alley!"

"What?" Chen Bing almost threw the iron pipe away and turned to look at Xiao Wu. "Is this news true or false?"

Xiao Wu was confused: "Brother Bing, how would I know? How about we ask Brother Hua?"

"What the hell! Brother Hua definitely doesn't have time to deal with us." Chen Bing gritted his teeth and ordered in a low voice, "Send a few people over to take a look first, and the others continue to guard!"

Kanta also received the same news. The deputy said nervously into the headset: "Sir, there is news that the goods have been moved to the next alley. Should we go there?"

Kanta was enjoying a glass of fine red wine in the car. He smiled softly after hearing the report: "Whether the news is true or not, we will know after we go and take a look. But don't make too big a move, or Xi Mihua's people will think we are still there."

At the other end of the alley, the black cat leisurely jumped onto the box and yawned, as if the tense situation had nothing to do with it. Chen Bing glanced at the cat and couldn't help but scold him again: "Xiao Wu, try to prepare cat food for me again! If this cat wasn't Brother Hua's mascot, I would have stewed it long ago!"

"Brother Bing, stop staring at the cat!" Xiao Wu said anxiously, "How about we send two people to check next door?"

Chen Bing glared at him and said through gritted teeth, "Okay! But remember, don't go too far. Come back and report immediately if anything happens!"

As the night deepened, the tense atmosphere in the alley suddenly became complicated because of this false news. Kanta's men began to send people to the next alley, and Xi Mihua's men were also somewhat distracted, and the defenses on both sides seemed to be somewhat loose.

Lu Dongpi stood in front of the night market stall, gnawing on a braised lotus root, watching the farce with a smile. He patted Ah Quan on the shoulder and said, "Look, our brother Ze is really good at this! Just one piece of fake news can make these people go crazy."

"Brother Beer, should we move our stall to another location?" asked Ah Quan.

"No need." Lu Dongpi grinned, "We'll just stay here and wait for them to finish their mess. It's a good opportunity to have a drink and relieve our boredom!"

Chen Bing stood at the entrance of the yard, turning the iron pipe in his hands several times, and finally slammed it on the ground: "Damn it, if there really is something in East Lane, are we just standing there like idiots and making a fool of ourselves?"

"Brother Bing, how about I take a few people over to take a look?" Xiao Wu cautiously tested.

"Look? What if they set us up?" Chen Bing glared. "But we can't just do nothing, or we'll look like cowards. So, you take two people with you, don't take too many, and don't be too high-profile."

Xiao Wu nodded in response and was about to leave when Chen Bing stopped him again: "Remember, don't touch anything. If there is any movement, come back and report immediately. Don't be cannon fodder!"

At the same time, Kanta's deputy was also reporting in a low voice: "Sir, the news coming from the alley next door is getting more and more true. Should we go over and take a look in person?"

Kanta sat in the car, holding a lit cigar in his hand. He took a puff and said slowly, "Don't worry, let them mess around for a while. Send a few spies over, but don't get too close and don't let anyone notice."

The deputy nodded and immediately arranged for several people to disperse. He turned his head to look at the nervous team and couldn't help but whispered in the headset: "Sir, is this game a bit too tense?"

"The stalemate is in our favor." Kanta chuckled. "The more chaotic Xi ​​Mihua's people are, the easier it will be for us to find a breakthrough. In Haojiang right now, patience is the best weapon."

On the other side, the atmosphere in the stadium was still relaxed. A Bing had already eaten his third bag of sunflower seeds, staring at the screen and laughing: "Brother Ze, these people are running around the stadium because of our news, it's really a masterpiece! Look at Chen Bing's expression, it's like he stepped on someone's landmine."

(End of this chapter)