Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Hou Liangping sat back down in his chair.

Turn on that bulky desktop computer.

I can log in to the campus BBS with ease.

The keyboard was being pounded away.

A new post was quickly taken shape.

"True gold fears no fire? Let's wait and see what those with connections really are like!"

In his post, he used every possible means of mockery to incite the students' emotions and portray Qi Tongwei as an arrogant clown.

"Just wait and see."

Hou Liangping watched the number of clicks on the screen increase continuously.

A twisted sense of pleasure appeared on his face.

"This time, I'm going to make sure you can never recover."

"I want to show Zhong Xiaoai."

"Who is the real loser?"

……

Speedy Logistics Headquarters.

Top floor office.

Su Qingyu placed a latest public opinion report in front of Liang Cheng.

Her face looked terrible, and her brows were tightly furrowed.

"Liang Cheng".

"The online sentiment has changed again."

Su Qingyu's voice sounded somewhat anxious.

"People were questioning the hiring process before."

"Now that the news of the martial arts competition has come out, everyone is waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves."

"Some people even set up betting odds on whether Qi Tongwei can make it into the top 100."

"The odds are very high, and almost no one is optimistic about him."

Su Qingyu paused.

Looking at that figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"If Qi Tongwei loses, all the previous hype will backfire."

"Our company's image will also be damaged."

"After all, that's what everyone's saying now."

"Speedy Logistics is the Liang family's cash cow, and Qi Tongwei is the Liang family's henchman."

Liang Cheng turned around, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

Gently swirl it, and the scarlet liquid leaves streaks on the glass.

His expression was calm.

It was eerily calm.

It was as if the raging storms outside couldn't penetrate this office at all.

"Clear Rain".

Liang Cheng walked to the sofa and sat down.

He patted the spot next to him.

He gestured for her to sit down.

Do you think Qi Tongwei will lose?

Su Qingyu hesitated for a moment.

"He was very outstanding in school."

"But this time..."

"I heard that the city bureau sent out its elite forces, and even released that mad dog Zhang Long."

"Those are real outlaws."

"Qi Tongwei has just graduated."

"I'm afraid he'll get taken advantage of."

Liang Cheng took a sip of red wine.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Suffering a loss is a blessing in disguise."

"No rainbow without rain."

"Qi Tongwei's knife is not yet sharpened."

"This competition is the best whetstone."

Liang Cheng put down his wine glass.

Take a document out of the drawer.

Those were the competition rules that the provincial department had just sent over.

It was more detailed than the one Su Qingyu received.

Even more brutal.

"The Zhao family wants to use an open scheme to cripple Qi Tongwei by exploiting the rules."

"They thought this was a trap set for Qi Tongwei, but they didn't know it."

"This is also the grave I prepared for them."

A cold glint flashed in Liang Cheng's eyes.

"Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad."

"Let Hou Liangping jump, let the Zhao family be smug."

"The lower the expectations are now, the more exciting the reversal will be."

"The louder the slap in the face, the better."

Su Qingyu looked at Liang Cheng.

Looking at the man's face, I could see the confidence that he had everything under control.

The anxiety in my heart miraculously subsided.

She nodded.

"I trust you."

......

the next day.

The Provincial Public Security Department officially announced the competition plan.

This plan was released.

The entire police force in the province was in uproar.

It's too cruel.

That's absolutely amazing.

This isn't a martial arts competition; it's a life-or-death struggle.

The plan stipulates:

Three hundred young police officers under the age of 30 were recommended from 14 cities across the province to participate in the competition.

There are no entry requirements; any police officer who believes they are qualified can apply.

The project covers five major areas:

Extreme physical fitness includes a 5-kilometer armed cross-country run, a 400-meter obstacle course, and a weighted climb.

This is just a warm-up.

On-site investigation, simulating a real murder scene.

The case is solved within a time limit; if no clues are found, the suspect is eliminated.

Live-fire shooting is not about shooting at stationary targets, but at moving targets.

Even hostages.

One wrong answer and all points are deducted.

Free fighting, no protective gear, no rules.

As long as you don't kill or maim someone, you can hit them however you want.

Finally, there is the actual combat confrontation.

Take all the advancing contestants to a remote mountain forest.

A three-day survival drill was conducted.

This is practically the standard for special forces selection.

The news reached Handong University.

The students were stunned.

Hou Liangping stared at the announcement, his mouth agape for a long time.

"Is this...is this for real?"

He originally thought...

That is, to go for a run.

Let's do some target practice.

I didn't expect it to be this ruthless.

This is going to ruin Qi Tongwei.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hou Liangping suddenly burst into wild laughter.

I laughed so hard that tears came out.

"The Liang family has shot themselves in the foot!"

"A martial arts competition of this intensity. That bookworm Qi Tongwei..."

"I doubt they'll even pass the first physical fitness test!"

"good!"

"Very good!"

Hou Liangping excitedly spun around in the dormitory.

"This is going to be good."

......

Jingzhou Public Security Bureau.

Training ground of the Criminal Investigation Detachment.

A burly man is hitting a sandbag.

With each punch, the heavy sandbag would swing high into the air.

It emitted a dull, loud thud.

He was shirtless, his muscles were bulging, and there was a hideous scar on his back.

Extending from the shoulders to the waist, it resembles a centipede crawling on the body.

He is Zhang Long.

Nicknamed "Mad Dog".

"Brother Long."

A young policeman ran over.

I handed him a bottle of water.

"The director has relayed a message."

"Let me give you some time to prepare."

"This competition."

"Pay special attention to Qi Tongwei."

Zhang Long stopped what he was doing.

Take the water.

He gulped down half a bottle in one go.

Water droplets trickled down his chin to his chest.

He wiped his mouth.

A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes.

"Qi Tongwei? That pretty boy?"

Zhang Long grinned.

He revealed a set of gleaming white teeth.

"interesting."

"I heard he's a model citizen promoted in the province?"

"I hate these kinds of people who rely on connections the most."

He crushed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

The plastic bottle made a piercing popping sound.

"Tell the bureau chief."

"rest assured."

"As long as you run into me."

"I'll make him regret becoming a policeman."