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

Chapter 249 Take them down!
Ah Liu stood aside, his eyes showing fatigue, but he still tried to cheer himself up: "Boss Su, the brothers have made arrangements. Guard the boxing arena tonight, and there will be people watching outside. If Young Master Jin really dares to make a move, we will not let him off easily."

Su Hanze did not raise his head, but said calmly: "Now we can't just defend. Young Master Jin wants Xiwan, so we have to make him pay a price."

Ah Liu was slightly stunned, frowning: "You mean... take the initiative to attack?"

Su Hanze raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "Just defending is not enough. Young Master Jin's goal is to force Mr. Zhao to be disappointed with us and drive me out of the field. He wants the boxing stadium in Xiwan, but Xiwan has other things - the old shipyard, the freight dock. He is not only eyeing the boxing ring, but also this piece of land."

"Then what should we do?" Liu asked nervously.

"Before he makes a move, uncover his roots." Su Hanze stood up, resting his hands on the table, his eyes steady, "No matter how arrogant Young Master Jin is, he is only the son of the gambling king. His father can't reach every corner. The fact that he can run a boxing gym means that his supply lines can't bypass Xiwan. If we can find his dirty stuff, neither Mr. Zhao nor his father can save him."

Ah Liu's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved closer: "Boss Su, how do we check?"

"Check his goods." Su Hanze said calmly, "There are ships docking at Xiwan Pier every day. The money in Jin Shao's beast house is not earned only from boxing matches. If he didn't do anything else, his father wouldn't let him run such a big place."

"I understand." Ah Liu gritted his teeth and said, "I will immediately arrange for someone to check the cargo ship at the nearest dock."

"Wait." Su Hanze raised his hand to signal him to stop. His voice was low but cautious. "Young Master Jin has a lot of spies. Don't let them notice. Go find Old Xu. There are a few night shift workers at the dock who are reliable. Keep a close eye on them."

Ah Liu nodded, then walked out quickly, his footsteps echoing in the corridor. Su Hanze sat back in his chair and lit a cigarette. The smoke slowly rose, making the fatigue on his face more obvious.

He knew that this move was dangerous, and if Young Master Jin noticed, he might be forced into a deeper dead end, but he had no choice. He had to find Young Master Jin's flaw, otherwise Xiwan would sooner or later become someone else's meal.

At midnight, the scene at Xiwan Wharf was the same as usual, with the silence occasionally interrupted by the sound of metal collision when goods were moved.

Several ships were docked at the shore, and workers were busy unloading in twos and threes. The port's crane arms were like huge steel monsters, waving mechanically, moving boxes of goods onto trucks.

At the deepest corner of the dock, Ah Liu squatted behind an abandoned cargo box, staring at a cargo ship not far away through the dim light. Next to him stood Lao Xu, a dock worker wearing an old jacket, with gray hair but still sharp eyes.

"A-Liu, there's something wrong with this ship." Old Xu lowered his voice and pointed at the ship. "For the past two days, it docked at midnight every day, and the unloaded cargo was directly loaded onto trucks and taken away without even an inventory. Who would dare to do this with a normal ship?"

Ah Liu nodded, his eyes darkened: "Do you know where the goods went?"

"Warehouse No. 3 at the dock." Old Xu whispered, "But Warehouse No. 3 has been unused for a long time. It was inexplicably sealed off in the past two days. Not even a ghost can be seen."

"Okay." Ah Liu stood up and patted Lao Xu on the shoulder. "Keep watching. Tell me if you have any news."

After saying that, he pulled his hat and hurriedly disappeared into the darkness. Old Xu looked at his departing figure, sighed, lit a cigarette, and continued to squat there, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

At four in the morning, Ah Liu returned to the boxing gym with the news and found Su Hanze who was still in the office. There was a layer of sweat on his face, but his expression was a little excited: "Boss Su, I found out. Warehouse No. 3 is used by Jin Shao's people. In the past few days, goods have been delivered every day, and they dock in the middle of the night. There is definitely a problem."

Su Hanze sat on a chair, listening calmly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Warehouse No. 3?"

"Yes." Ah Liu nodded and continued panting, "I also found out that those cars drove out of Xiwan, but no one knows where they went in the end."

Su Hanze was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Tomorrow night, let's go to Warehouse No. 3 to take a look."

Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, and said anxiously: "Boss Su, this is too dangerous! Young Master Jin's people must be watching us closely. If they find us..."

"The more dangerous it is, the more likely we are to find evidence against him." Su Hanze's tone was chillingly calm. "Young Master Jin wants to play, so I'll play with him to the end. Someone has to expose what he did in Xiwan."

Ah Liu opened his mouth but said nothing. He knew he couldn't persuade Su Hanze, but the uneasiness in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

The next day in Xiwan, the sea seemed calm, but the waves were becoming more and more turbulent secretly.

At night, the streets of Xiwan gradually fell into silence, with only the occasional car lights breaking through the darkness. Su Hanze, along with Ah Liu, Xiaolong, and a few of his most trusted brothers, quietly came to the vicinity of Warehouse No. 3.

This place has been abandoned for many years and normally no one would come near it. But tonight, there were several vans parked in front of the warehouse with their lights off. Only a few of Jin Shao's men were patrolling around.

"A Liu, take your men to guard outside. If there is any movement, respond immediately." Su Hanze said in a low voice, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

Ah Liu nodded and led his men into the dark. Su Hanze and Xiaolong carefully moved along the outer wall of the warehouse. They stuck to the corner of the wall, avoiding the patrol's sight, and soon arrived at the side door of the warehouse.

Xiaolong took out a piece of wire from his arms and gently poked it into the keyhole. After a few seconds, the lock opened with a "click".

"Boss Su, be careful." Xiaolong reminded in a low voice.

Su Hanze did not respond, but gently pushed the door open and walked in. The warehouse was dark, but several rows of piled-up cargo boxes could be vaguely seen. There was a strange smell in the air, like rotting metal or the smell of moldy damp wood.

Xiaolong turned on the flashlight, and the weak beam swept across the cargo boxes. Su Hanze quickly walked to the nearest box and tapped the box with his fingers. The sound was dull. What was inside was definitely not ordinary cargo.

"Pry it open." Su Hanze said in a deep voice.

Xiaolong picked up a crowbar and pried open the cargo box in a few strokes. The lid slid to the ground, and the contents inside were exposed to the light - boxes of neatly packaged firearms, the black barrels reflecting a cold light under the flashlight.

"Gun?" Xiaolong took a breath and could barely hold the flashlight in his hand. "How dare Young Master Jin carry such a thing?"

Su Hanze's face turned pale, his eyes fixed on the box of guns, his voice as cold as ice: "Young Master Jin is really crazy. The freight terminal in Xiwan has become his arsenal."

At this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the warehouse, followed by the arrogant voice of Jin Shao: "Who dares to touch my goods?"

"Go!" Su Hanze's face changed and he shouted. But it was too late. The door of the warehouse was kicked open with a bang, and Jin Shao rushed in with a group of people. The beam of the flashlight instantly illuminated the entire warehouse.

"Su Hanze! You're looking for death!" Jin Shao's eyes were filled with rage. He raised his hand, and the younger brothers behind him immediately surrounded Su Hanze and Xiaolong.

"Catch them!" Jin Shao waved his hand and the situation got out of control in an instant.

Guns, cargo boxes, frantic footsteps, the warehouse was in chaos. Su Hanze and Xiaolong fought back desperately, but the other side was outnumbered and they were soon pinned to the ground.

Young Master Jin walked up to Su Hanze and looked down at him with a fierce smile on his face: "Su Hanze, who gave you the courage to touch my goods?"

"Mr. Jin, you're crazy." Su Hanze raised his head, his eyes cold, "Can you survive if you can transport this batch of goods?"

"It's none of your business!" Young Master Jin kicked Su Hanze in the abdomen, knocking him to the ground. "Tonight I'm going to let you know whose territory Xiwan is!"

Outside the warehouse, the sound of sirens could be heard faintly. Jin Shao's face changed instantly and he shouted angrily, "Retreat! Take the goods with you!"

After a panic, Jin Shao's men retreated quickly, and the lights in the warehouse fell into darkness again.

Su Hanze was lying on the ground, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, but there was a hint of sneer in his eyes. This time, Young Master Jin had exposed his cards, and the storm in Xiwan was about to set off a bigger wave.

The iron door in the warehouse was slammed shut by Jin Shao's men, and the smell of gunpowder and the sound of their footsteps still lingered in the air.

Su Hanze leaned against the cargo box on the ground, blood from the corner of his lips dripping down his chin onto the concrete floor, forming a small pool of dark red stains. He supported himself with his hands and slowly sat up. The pain in his abdomen made it difficult for him to breathe.

Xiaolong struggled to get up and limped over, saying in a very low voice, "Boss Su, are you okay?"

Su Hanze raised his hand to signal him to be quiet, and listened attentively to the noise outside. The sirens in the distance had been blown away by the wind, and it was so quiet that only the sound of the waves gently hitting the edge of the dock could be heard. The warehouse fell into dead silence again, but the silence was suffocating, as if a hidden arrow would fly out of the darkness at any time.

"Where are Liu and the others?" Su Hanze asked in a low voice.

"We should be waiting outside." Xiaolong rubbed his shoulder. There was a bruise on his face. "Young Master Jin's men were too fast. I didn't have time to call them when they started fighting just now."

Su Hanze took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and looked at the boxes of guns on the ground that he had not taken away yet. These dark guys were lying there quietly at the moment, as if they knew nothing, and as if they were waiting for their next killing.

"Xiaolong, take a picture of the box." Su Hanze said in a low voice.

Xiaolong was stunned and looked up at him: "Take a picture?"

"That's right." Su Hanze's eyes were cold and firm. "Young Master Jin has revealed his true colors. This batch of goods is what will cost him his life. We can't take it away, but if we keep the evidence in our hands, it will be enough to cost him his life."

Xiaolong looked at the guns in front of him, paused for a moment, then took out his phone from his pocket and carefully took a few photos of the box, and also took photos of the box number and the environment of the warehouse. He knew that this was a rope around Young Master Jin's neck, but it was also a double-edged sword. Once Young Master Jin knew that they had left these evidences, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Okay, let's go." Su Hanze said in a low voice.

The two carefully slipped out of the side door, and the dark night outside swallowed them up. In the distance, Ah Liu and a few others were hiding next to a dilapidated truck. When they saw them coming out, they immediately went over to them: "Boss Su, are you okay? I saw Young Master Jin's men coming out just now, and I immediately took them into hiding."

"It's okay." Su Hanze waved his hand and glanced at Ah Liu. "As long as he's okay, I'll go back first."

Ah Liu looked at the warehouse behind them, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "What on earth did Young Master Jin's people hide?"

"It's enough to kill him." Su Hanze said, then opened the door and got in. Ah Liu and Xiao Long looked at each other, and without asking any more questions, they quickly got into the car with their people. The truck slowly drove away from the dock in the night, and the headlights reflected a dim and wet road that led directly to Xiwan.

At five in the morning, the air in the old shipyard was filled with the smell of damp rust. A few dim lights were flickering, and Su Hanze stood in the middle, holding a cigarette in his hand, his eyes fixed on the photo on the table.

These photos were taken clearly enough, showing the box numbers, the location of the warehouse, and the neatly stacked guns in the boxes. Each photo seemed to carry a cold weight, reflecting the current chaos in Xiwan.

This batch of goods is definitely not ordinary arms. The fact that Young Master Jin dared to hide such things in Xiwan means that he has deeper connections, and even Mr. Zhao may not know about this relationship.

"Boss Su, how do we use this thing?" Ah Liu stood aside, his eyes showing a hint of excitement and a bit of fear.

"Hold it first." Su Hanze said slowly, exhaling a puff of smoke, frowning, "If we move this thing now, Young Master Jin will go crazy, and the situation in Xiwan will be completely messed up. If we seize this batch of goods, it is equivalent to holding his lifeline, but we can't be impatient."

Xiaolong was a little anxious: "But Master Jin must have known that we have been to Warehouse No. 3. If he suspects that we have photos, he will definitely deal with us immediately."

"He will be suspicious, but he has no evidence." Su Hanze said coldly, "We have already got evidence against Mr. Jin. Now the key is Mr. Zhao."

"Mr. Zhao?" Ah Liu was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "You mean, let Mr. Zhao know that Young Master Jin is transporting the munitions behind the scenes?"

"That's right." Su Hanze's eyes were as sharp as a knife. "Young Master Jin dared to be so arrogant relying on his father's relationship, but if Mr. Zhao knew that Young Master Jin brought this kind of thing into Xiwan, what would he do?"

Ah Liu took a deep breath and murmured, "Mr. Zhao will not tolerate such a thing happening in his place."

"So, wait a minute." Su Hanze put out his cigarette, his eyes dark. "Young Master Jin is anxious now, he will be in a mess, and Mr. Zhao will watch. When they are almost done fighting, we will show this thing."

Xiaolong listened and nodded, but his brows were still furrowed deeply: "Boss Su, what should we do now? Young Master Jin will not let us go easily."

(End of this chapter)