Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

"Who told you I was going to send you to a regular detention center?"

Lu Jingyan's voice was very soft, but it was like an ice-cold awl that pierced the ears of the F4 members, making them shiver involuntarily.

Long Zesi clutched his fractured finger, enduring excruciating pain, yet his face still held a final, defiant expression: "Not sending me to the detention center? Ha, you're smart! Now you know how powerful my dad is, right? Let me tell you, release me now, then kneel down and kowtow three times, and this matter..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was roughly lifted up by two SWAT officers and shoved into the back of the armored vehicle.

There were no seats in the carriage, only two rows of cold, metallic benches.

With a bang, the car door slammed shut, cutting off all light and sound from the outside. In the darkness, only the heavy breathing and anxious cursing of the four rich young masters remained.

"Damn it! What kind of junk is this? It doesn't even have leather seats!"

"Once we get out of here, I'm going to skin that Lu bastard alive! How dare he break Young Master Si's finger!"

Long Zesi leaned against the cold metal sheet, listening to his companions' shouts, but a strange sense of panic gripped his heart. Lu Jingyan's last smile lingered in his mind like a demon.

The car bumped along for a long time, so long that their initial anger and cursing turned into anxiety and restlessness.

"Where...where are we going? Isn't the city police station in the city center? Why are we getting further and further out of the way?"

"Why do I feel like we're going up a mountain?"

Finally, the car came to a sudden stop.

The back door was flung open with a bang, and blinding searchlights shone in instantly, making them unable to open their eyes.

"Get down here, all of you!"

A thunderous roar exploded at the doorway.

The four men were kicked off the car and tumbled onto the cold concrete. When they looked up, they were instantly dumbfounded.

This wasn't a municipal police station at all, but a huge compound located in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by high walls and electric fences. On the weathered sign at the gate, several large red characters looked particularly menacing under the searchlights—[Jinghai City Special Police Detachment Affiliated Juvenile Behavioral Correction Center].

At the entrance stood a man as muscular as a mountain. He wore a camouflage vest, a whistle around his neck, and his arms were bulging with muscles. His weathered face screamed "Keep away."

"Welcome, young masters, to your new home for the next three months."

The instructor grinned, revealing a set of white teeth; his smile was colder than the Siberian wind. "My name is Wang Dachui, and I'm your life coach. Here, all your old, messy names are invalid; you'll only have code names. From left to right, Rookie Number One, Number Two, Number Three, and Number Four!"

"Who the hell are you calling a newbie!" Long Zesi's spoiled temper flared up again, and he was about to retort with his neck stiff.

Without saying a word, Wang Dachui stepped forward and pressed his large, fan-like hand directly onto his head, forcing him to kneel down like he was unscrewing a bottle cap.

"Here, when the instructor speaks, you only need to answer 'yes' or 'no.' Got it, Rookie Number Four?"

"I……"

"Hmm?" Wang Dachui exerted force on his hand.

"Yes...yes!" Ryuzawa Tsukasa cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.

"very good."

Wang Dachui loosened his grip, dusted off his hands, and blew the whistle around his neck. "First item: purification! Strip them of all that gaudy trash and put them in our center's uniforms! And those tufts of bird feathers are too much of an eyesore, shave them off!"

At his command, two equally burly young men with buzz cuts surrounded him, carrying clippers and bags.

"No! You can't touch my hair! This is a hairstyle that Tony paid 80,000 yuan to do for me!"

"My Patek Philippe! Don't steal my watch! This watch could buy you a lifetime!"

F4 let out screams like pigs being slaughtered. But against the two former Sanda champions, their struggles were like chicks flapping their wings, utterly meaningless.

A few minutes later, four brand-new braised eggs were freshly made.

The once invincible F4 now wears ill-fitting gray tracksuits, their heads shaved, squatting in a corner trembling, looking like four quails that have just been plucked.

"The second item is the physical fitness test!"

Wang Dachui glanced at his watch, a devilish smile spreading across his face. "Warm-up exercise: 5km cross-country run with full gear, let's begin! Anyone who doesn't finish, skip dinner tonight!"

"Five kilometers? You might as well kill me!"

"The farthest I've ever run in my life is from my family's villa to the swimming pool!"

"Very good, you guys seem to be in high spirits." Wang Dachui nodded. "Then let's increase it to ten kilometers."

Under the threat of the stun guns, the F4 were herded onto the playground, crying and screaming.

During the first lap, they were still trying to find various excuses to slack off.

"Instructor, I've twisted my ankle!"

"Instructor, I'm having a heart attack!"

Wang Dachui carried the stretcher from the infirmary over, with a doctor carrying a defibrillator following beside him.

"It's okay, run with confidence. If you stop breathing, we'll take care of the rescue and make sure you experience what a 'miracle of life' truly means."

On the second lap, they started blaming each other, like dogs fighting.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't insisted on going to beat up that poor bastard, would we have been dragged to this godforsaken place?"

"Bullshit! You were the one who started it!"

On the third lap, they finally exhausted all their strength and collapsed on the ground like dead dogs, too exhausted to even cry.

Under the moonlight, four bodies writhe on the plastic track, emitting groans that are difficult to understand.

The drone controlled by Su Xiaoxiao dutifully broadcast these "extremely comfortable" scenes to millions of viewers across the internet in real time.

The live stream chat had long since turned into a sea of ​​joy.

[Hahaha! Awesome! So awesome! I suggest this be rolled out nationwide!]

Watching them go from arrogant and domineering to begging for mercy, I can eat three extra bowls of rice today!

[Thank you, Officer Lu! This is the right way to deal with school bullying! Apologies and reflections are no match for a 10-kilometer cross-country run!]

After three hours of fussing, F4 was finally dragged back to their dorm.

It was a simple room with only four iron bunk beds and a public toilet.

Ryuzawa Tsukasa rubbed his bald head, then looked at his three equally disheveled "braised egg" companions beside him. The humiliation and fear that had been building up all night finally erupted.

He suddenly rushed to the only window in the dormitory, the one with iron bars, and let out a heart-wrenching cry out to the pitch-black night sky:

"Dad! Help me, Dad!"

According to regulations, they are only allowed one hour of "family connection" time per day.

Wang Dachui seemed to have taken a liking to something, and actually made an exception by throwing in an old-fashioned button phone.

"Stop crying! Call your dad! Tell him to come and pick her up!"

As if grasping at a last straw, Ryuzawa Tsukasa dialed the number he knew by heart with trembling hands.

The call was answered almost instantly.

"Hey! Asi! How are you? Did those police officers torture you? You wait, Dad will get someone to bail you out right away!" A middle-aged man's furious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Ryuzawa Tsukasa's tears instantly burst forth, and he sobbed uncontrollably.

"Dad! Help me! I've been sent to a horrible place! They shaved my head and made me run ten kilometers! Waaaaah..."

He cried as he recounted his day's ordeal with exaggerated details, and finally pointed the finger at the culprit.

"Dad! It was all that policeman named Lu Jingyan who did it! He's a monster! You have to kill him! I'll make his whole family pay with their lives!"

On the other end of the phone, Chairman Long's breathing grew heavier and heavier, like an enraged lion about to break free of its cage.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Chairman Long uttered three consecutive "good"s, his voice so sinister it could drip water. "A petty policeman, so ignorant of his place, dares to lay a hand on my son, Long Xiaotian! I'll see how many lives he has!"

He hung up the phone and roared at his secretary:

"Get the car ready! To the city police station! If I don't see my son today, I'll tear their police station down!"