Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"What does Xu Hao want to do?" Wang Lei asked, forcing himself to stay calm.

“It’s simple.” The fat man took out a cigarette and lit it. “Either you break away from Liu Wenhao now, or don’t blame us for being impolite.”

"What if I say no?"

The fat man's smile vanished: "Then you give it a try."

Just as the atmosphere was getting increasingly tense, a calm voice rang out.

"try what?"

Everyone turned around and saw Liu Wenhao slowly walking over. Behind him were Li Hao, Zhao Mingxuan, and a group of students from Qingshan No.1 Middle School.

When the fat man saw Liu Wenhao, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his arrogant expression.

"You're Liu Wenhao?"

“It’s me.” Liu Wenhao walked up to Wang Lei. “Who are you people?”

Chapter 1176 Tick-tock!

"Xu Hao's men," the fat man said bluntly, "I'm here today to give you a warning."

"What warning?"

"If you know what's good for you, stay put at your school. Don't even think about expanding your territory; Qingshan City is not a place you can mess with."

After listening, Liu Wenhao suddenly laughed.

"Xu Hao sent you?"

"Yes."

"Then go back and tell him that if he wants me to stop, he should come and talk to me himself." Liu Wenhao's tone turned cold. "What kind of hero sends a few dogs to bark like that?"

The fat man's face instantly turned ashen.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

He waved his hand, and his men were about to attack. But Liu Wenhao was faster.

He lunged forward and punched the fat man in the stomach. The fat man doubled over in pain, unable to utter a word.

When the others saw their leader being beaten, they immediately surrounded them. But the students from Qingshan No. 1 Middle School were not to be trifled with, and the two sides quickly engaged in a brawl.

However, the battle didn't last long. Although these outsiders looked fierce, they weren't actually very strong in combat. Ten minutes later, they were utterly defeated.

"Get out!" Liu Wenhao looked at the fat man lying on the ground. "Go back and tell Xu Hao that if he wants war, I'm ready to fight anytime!"

The fat man clutched his stomach and scrambled to his feet in a disheveled state.

"You wait! Boss Xu won't let you get away with this!"

After saying that, he led his men away in a sorry state.

The students watching erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers. Wang Lei walked up to Liu Wenhao, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Brother, I'll remember your kindness today."

"We're all friends, no need to be so polite." Liu Wenhao patted him on the shoulder. "But this is just the beginning; the real trouble is yet to come."

Sure enough, that very evening, Liu Wenhao received a phone call from an unknown number.

"Liu Wenhao? This is Xu Hao."

A deep male voice came through the phone, sounding quite intimidating.

"Is something the matter?" Liu Wenhao asked calmly.

"I heard you hit one of my men today?"

"So what?"

Xu Hao laughed: "You've got guts. But do you know the consequences?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know," Liu Wenhao said. "If you want to lecture me, you're welcome anytime."

"Fine!" Xu Hao's voice turned icy. "Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish. Tomorrow night at eight o'clock, the abandoned steel mill. Dare to come?"

"Why don't you dare?"

“Then it’s settled,” Xu Hao said. “Remember, you’d better have a will ready when you come.”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Wenhao fell into deep thought.

This Xu Hao is clearly not someone to be trifled with, and judging from his willingness to challenge him, he must have something to rely on.

"Are you really going?" Zhao Mingxuan's face turned grim after hearing about it. "This could very well be a trap."

“I know,” Liu Wenhao said, “but avoidance won’t solve the problem. We’ll have to face it sooner or later, so we might as well take the initiative.”

"How many people should we bring?" Li Hao asked.

“No need to bring anyone.” Liu Wenhao shook his head. “This is between Xu Hao and me. Involving too many people will only complicate things.”

"Are you crazy?" Li Hao exclaimed anxiously. "What if they outnumber us and have the upper hand?"

Liu Wenhao looked at the night view outside the window with a determined gaze.

Sometimes, one person is more powerful than a group of people.

The following evening, Liu Wenhao went to the abandoned steel plant alone.

Chapter 1177 is a high level!

This area was once a major industrial center in Qingshan City, but with economic transformation, these old factories have been abandoned. The steel mill looks particularly eerie and terrifying at night.

As soon as Liu Wenhao entered the factory area, he was shone by more than a dozen beams of flashlight.

"You're here?" Xu Hao's voice came from the darkness. "You're right on time."

With the sound of footsteps, a tall young man emerged from the shadows. This was the legendary Xu Hao, who looked two or three years older than Liu Wenhao and exuded an air of江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts and chivalry).

"Just you alone?" Xu Hao was somewhat surprised.

"Do you expect me to bring a whole bunch of people?" Liu Wenhao retorted.

Xu Hao laughed: "Interesting. But you probably don't know how many people I brought."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than twenty people emerged from all directions. Some looked like students, while others were clearly young people from the streets. Each of them carried weapons—baseball bats, machetes, steel pipes, and so on.

Liu Wenhao looked around, showing no fear whatsoever.

"Is this your sincerity?"

"Sincerity?" Xu Hao sneered. "What sincerity do I need to deal with an arrogant brat like you?"

"Then there's nothing more to say." Liu Wenhao stretched his limbs. "Let's go."

"Wait." Xu Hao suddenly raised his hand. "Before you take action, I'll give you one more chance. Kneel down and call me 'Dad,' then get out of Qingshan City, and this matter will be over."

The people around him burst into laughter, clearly thinking that Liu Wenhao would definitely give in.

But Liu Wenhao's answer stunned everyone.

"Who do you think you are? You dare to be my father?"

Xu Hao's face instantly turned ferocious.

"Charge! Beat them to death!"

More than twenty people rushed over together, and Liu Wenhao knew that today was going to be a tough battle.

But he didn't back down.

In this life-or-death moment, his potential was fully unleashed. Every strike was precise and deadly, and every dodge was perfectly timed.

Ten minutes later, seven or eight people were lying on the ground. The remaining people began to feel scared, after all, they were not facing ordinary high school students, but a real warrior.

"What are you all standing there for? Attack together!" Xu Hao shouted anxiously when he saw his men starting to hesitate.

But then, the sound of police sirens came from afar.

"It's the police! Run!" someone shouted.

Chaos erupted immediately, and everyone scattered and fled. Xu Hao, disregarding his pride, turned and tried to run away.

But how could Liu Wenhao let him escape so easily?

He lunged forward and tackled Xu Hao to the ground. The two wrestled, their punches landing squarely.

Finally, Liu Wenhao straddled Xu Hao, his fist stopping in front of Xu Hao's face.

"Are you satisfied?"

Xu Hao looked at the fist that was inches away, and fear flashed in his eyes.

"I...I give up."

Liu Wenhao stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Remember what I said today: you have no place to speak in Qingshan City."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Xu Hao was left lying on the ground, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment.

Xu Hao's defeat caused a huge uproar among the students in Qingshan City. The top student of the city's No. 1 High School actually lost to a transfer student in the first year of high school. This news spread faster than rumors.

Liu Wenhao's reputation has reached a new level once again.

Chapter 1178 Speak!

“Right now, everyone in the schools of Qingshan City is talking about you.” Zhao Mingxuan was flipping through various rumors in the student council office. “Some people say you are a born king, while others say you are just lucky.”

Liu Wenhao was reviewing "memorials"—his joking name for various reports. Since taking control of Qingshan No. 1 Middle School, he had various matters to handle every day.

"Luck?" Liu Wenhao didn't even look up. "If luck can defeat more than twenty people, then I hope this kind of luck comes a few more times."

Zhao Mingxuan laughed: "However, there's a problem. Although Xu Hao lost, he won't give up easily. As far as I know, he's contacting other schools, preparing to launch a big operation."

"How big?"

"It could be a city-wide coalition," Zhao Mingxuan pushed up his glasses. "If it really succeeds, you won't be facing just one or two schools, but the entire student force of Qingshan City."

Liu Wenhao put down his pen and fell into deep thought.

If what Zhao Mingxuan said is true, then the nature of the matter is completely different. He's not afraid of one-on-one, nor is he afraid of one-on-ten, but one-on-one with a hundred or even more requires careful planning.

"How many reliable people do we have now?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"There are about a hundred people who are absolutely loyal to Qingshan No.1 Middle School," Zhao Mingxuan said, flipping through the roster. "If you include the supporters on the periphery, there are about three hundred people."

“Three hundred against one thousand, the odds of winning are slim,” Liu Wenhao analyzed the strength comparison.

"So we need allies," Zhao Mingxuan said. "Wang Lei is definitely on our side, and Zhang Meng should also be on our side. But that's not enough."

Just then, the door was pushed open. Lin Xiaoyu walked in carrying a cup of tea.

Since Liu Wenhao became the de facto head of Qingshan No. 1 Middle School, Lin Xiaoyu has taken on the responsibility of caring for his daily life. Although the two have never officially defined their relationship, everyone knows that she is one of the people Liu Wenhao trusts most.

"What are you discussing so seriously?" Lin Xiaoyu placed the tea in front of Liu Wenhao.

"Some troublesome matters." Liu Wenhao took the teacup. "By the way, how's the situation at school lately?"

"On the surface, everything seems calm, but there are some rumors circulating privately." Lin Xiaoyu frowned. "Some people say you've made too many enemies and that something bad will happen to you sooner or later."

"anything else?"

“Some people say that if a fight really breaks out, they don’t know which side to stand on.” Lin Xiaoyu’s words silenced Liu Wenhao and Zhao Mingxuan.

This is reality. When there's little conflict of interest, everyone is willing to follow the stronger party. But when the risks increase, people's hearts begin to waver.

"It seems we need to do something to stabilize morale," Liu Wenhao said.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Mingxuan asked.

Liu Wenhao did not answer directly, but instead picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Director Chen? I'd like to see you."

Half an hour later, Liu Wenhao came to the teaching affairs office alone. Chen Gang was grading documents, and when he saw Liu Wenhao come in, a subtle expression appeared on his face.