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

Chapter 58 Breaking the rules
He nodded immediately: "Sangze, Lei Yaoyang doesn't have the courage to fight with Han Bin!

Anyway, you have taken the place back, so you can give an explanation to Jiang Tiansheng.

I am willing to help you get out. You should stay out of the spotlight first. It won’t be too late to discuss everything after Han Bin comes back!"

Su Hanze ignored the anxious Hua Fo and stood up from Thirteenth Sister without saying a word.

He glanced at the Dong Xingzai who had surrounded the nightclub with a crowd of people, and then spoke to Shisanmei.

"Sister, you should go back to Tuodi and rest first.

I am worried about you being here."

"Why, do you think I'm in the way?"

Thirteenth Sister shook her head and continued, “I’m leaving, you will definitely be hacked to death by Lei Yaoyang today.

Gong Zijun has already told me that the entire Shanghai Street is full of Dongxing thugs!"

Since he couldn't persuade Thirteenth Sister, Su Hanze naturally had nothing to say.

He suddenly cast his gaze on Huafo, which startled Huafo.

He subconsciously took a few steps back and asked in panic, "Sangze, what do you want to do?"

"Flower Buddha, you can go now!"

As soon as Su Hanze said this, Thirteenth Sister's face changed drastically.

She stood up suddenly and shouted angrily.

"No! The people from Kwai Tsing are rushing over here!
Hua Fo cannot leave until Dao Zai Qing comes over!"

Outside the nightclub.

In addition to the Dongxing guys who were ready to fight, there were also many people who came to watch the fun.

In the crowd, a hot girl with a playful temperament squeezed to the front and asked a yellow-haired boy next to her.

"Dude, what are you doing so late at night? Why is it so lively?"

"Hung Hing and Tung Sing are fighting each other. I don't know if they can start a fight. If they do, it will definitely be big news tomorrow!"

The yellow-haired boy stretched his neck to watch the excitement and answered subconsciously.

After realizing that the person talking to him was a delicate little girl, he immediately withdrew his gaze from the distance.

When he saw that the person standing in front of him was a stunningly beautiful girl, he couldn't help but lick his lips in an obscene manner.

The true nature of the man was immediately revealed: "Wow, pretty girl, you're also hanging around in Bowl Lane?
Where are you working, and how much is it per night?"

As soon as he uttered these obscene remarks, a stern-faced man came up from behind the pretty girl and stood in front of the yellow-haired gangster.

Huangmao looked like he was looking down on others and couldn't help but sneer.

"I'm picking, you're her rich kid, do you want to stand out?
Let me tell you, my boss is Hua Zai Rong from Xin Ji, which one are you from?"

The man in front of him didn't say anything, but just reached into his pocket, took out an ID and waved it in front of the yellow-haired man.

Huangmao had sharp eyes. After seeing the certificate clearly, the arrogant expression on his face immediately turned into a look as if he had swallowed a dead mouse.

"Oh, it's you, sir. Sorry, I was just kidding..."

Having said that, he quickly left the scene, not even daring to watch the excitement any longer.

"Yako, should we say hello to Madam?

Now Su Hanze is showing off his horse with the people from Dongxing. I'm afraid we can't bring him back with just our team."

The O-ji policeman standing in front of Yazi asked her with some concern.

After all, their O-Class C Group is not like Group A and Group B, which have to deal with these gangs all year round.

When faced with such a situation, due to lack of experience, the first thing that comes to mind is to report to the superior and ask for support.

Yazi shook her head, her bright eyes still looking into the nightclub.

He replied, "Fang Kai, please don't bother Madam You. I feel upset when I think about her bossing me around.

It's not easy to come across this kind of scene where a group of people are showing off their horses and fighting. Let's first see what's going on.
Really, if I have the chance I will definitely apply for a transfer to another group. It’s so boring to be in Group C!”

"Ya Zi, do you really want to apply for a transfer?" "Of course. Look at how exciting it is for Group A and Group B to do their work. It's not like Group C, where we just review a bunch of documents every day. Sometimes we can't get a good job for half a year."

Yazi grumbled in dissatisfaction, not noticing at all that Fang Kai, who was standing in front of her, had some complicated changes in his expression.

Under a towering banyan tree, Lei Yaoyang sat there waiting very patiently.

Different from the thugs who stood outside the nightclub, spouting dirty words like "fuck your mother", he did not have the impetuousness of traditional gangsters.

At this moment, he was like an extremely patient hunter, waiting for Su Hanze to send out the Flower Buddha.

This fight tonight is not only a revenge battle for his former title, but also his first battle to establish his own name in Potlan Street!
A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. Even though Lei Yaoyang considers himself noble, he has never forgotten his identity as a dwarf mule.

As a qualified dwarf mule, he naturally knew that fame was earned by fists.

You can pretend to do some high-end art every day, but you can't let your flower ring in a place like Bowl Lane.

Lei Yaoyang turned his wrist and looked at the watch on his hand.

It is already eleven fifty-five at night.

There were less than five minutes left before the time Su Hanze agreed to release the person.

He knew even more clearly that the group of people from Kwai Tsing tonight would not be able to arrive in time.

He artificially prepared two truck rollover accidents on the road that he had to take to get to Pot Lan Street from Kwai Tsing.

The traffic police are now setting up a checkpoint there to collect evidence. If Dao Zai Qing wants to rush over with his men, he can only take a detour and go around in Yuen Long for half an hour.

If all else fails, you can just walk here.

Half an hour would be enough for him to take down this nightclub.

"Boss, it's almost time, let's start the fight!"

A thug ran up to Lei Yaoyang and reminded him.

Lei Yaoyang pointed at his watch and said, "We have to keep our word when we get involved. We won't take action before 12 o'clock.

If Hongxing doesn't release them after midnight, it means they have broken the rules. Even if they kill Hua Buddha, I will still have something to say to Lao Ding.

Keep calm and wait a few more minutes!"

"Got it, boss!"

The thug who came to inquire tightened the white ribbon tied around his arm, and then tore off the newspaper wrapped around the machete. It seemed that he was ready to take action.

At this time in the lobby of the nightclub, Hua Fo was already sweating profusely from anxiety.

The severed finger covered by the left hand has now begun to turn black.

It is possible that if he does not receive timely treatment, his finger will completely necrotize, leaving him with a lifelong disability, which is definitely not what he wants to see.

But since Thirteenth Sister refused to give in, he didn't dare to say anything.

Ring ring ring ring——

Thirteenth sister’s phone rang.

Pretending to remain calm, Thirteenth Sister pressed the answer button.

A slightly teasing voice came from the phone. It was Boss B from Causeway Bay calling.

"Thirteenth sister, can you still hold on? My people are already guarding here in Mong Kok. If you can't hold on, just say a word and I will immediately arrange for someone to come and help you!"

Thirteenth sister's face looked a little ugly.

"Brother B, I appreciate your kindness.

But this is my Bowl Street business, it has nothing to do with you, Brother B!"

"Thirteenth sister, where are you talking about?

I own 30% of the shares in this place. If it gets smashed up, won't I be the one who suffers the loss?
Hey, Thirteenth sister, Han Bin is not in Hong Kong Island now, so you shouldn't continue to insist on it.

At most I can put up a small flag on Bowl Street, and you won't suffer any loss. It's better than having your place destroyed by East Star and having you pay for it, right?"

(End of this chapter)