Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"Huh?" Liu Wenhao was puzzled for a moment, then walked to the counter, picked up a goji berry and looked at it.

"These goji berries are so peculiar. Why do they grow like this?" Liu Wenhao murmured. He noticed that the goji berries were different in shape, with a dark purple skin and many small thorns on the leaves.

At this moment, the little girl took out a tiny silver needle and inserted it into the wolfberry leaf. After a moment, the wolfberry leaf actually bloomed into a flower, and then slowly dissolved, revealing pink juice.

"What...what the hell is this?" Liu Wenhao exclaimed in surprise.

The little girl smiled slightly and said, "This is called wolfberry paste, and it's very effective in treating sprains and bruises."

"Oh, I see." Liu Wenhao suddenly realized.

"How much do you want?" the young girl asked with a smile.

"Give me two bottles," Liu Wenhao said.

"Hmm, that's two hundred and sixty in total."

"Swipe your card." Liu Wenhao handed the card to the little girl.

"Please wait."

After paying, Liu Wenhao took the two bottles of goji berry paste with him, then wandered around for a while before returning home.

After returning home, Liu Wenhao immediately lay down on the sofa and fell fast asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Wenhao suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and glanced at his watch. It was already 9:30 p.m.

Liu Wenhao stretched and stood up.

After washing up, he changed into a set of sportswear and went out for a run.

Liu Wenhao insists on exercising every day and practicing martial arts, which is the most precious gift his parents have given him.

Liu Wenhao arrived at a quiet, deserted alley and then activated his combat mode.

Liu Wenhao took a deep breath, adjusted his body posture, tensed all his muscles, gathered his strength in his shoulders and arms, and then suddenly pushed off the ground, soaring out and instantly reaching the top of a three-story building.

Swish swish swish swish~~~~

A gust of wind swept by, and Liu Wenhao's figure flickered uncertainly in the night.

Liu Wenhao's movements were clean and crisp, as agile as a cheetah and as swift as a monkey; every move was aimed at killing the enemy and winning.

"What incredible power!" Liu Wenhao exclaimed excitedly.

Liu Wenhao's speed has increased by about 10%, and combined with his strength, this gives him even more confidence to defeat his opponent.

Liu Wenhao repeatedly unleashed various combat techniques, filling his body with explosive power. Even the air seemed to be affected, becoming distorted and unable to withstand the pressure.

Liu Wenhao's attacks became faster and faster, and his moves became more and more ferocious. Gradually, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Liu Wenhao's forehead.

Liu Wenhao threw a punch, like a cannonball, causing the air to vibrate and a muffled sound of air being torn apart could be faintly heard.

Boom~~~

With a loud bang, he smashed the stone pillar three meters in front of him with a single punch, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Liu Wenhao withdrew his arm, panting heavily, his heart surging with passion. This was the power of a martial artist—capable of killing an ox with a single palm strike, flattening a mountain with a single kick, and even causing reinforced concrete buildings to collapse.

"Haha... Awesome!" Liu Wenhao roared to the sky, feeling extremely happy.

He felt like he was a martial arts master.

"Huh, where's my ID card?" Suddenly, Liu Wenhao realized that he had forgotten to take his ID card with him.

"Never mind, I'll go get it done tomorrow. I need to go home today," Liu Wenhao thought.

Liu Wenhao took a taxi to a village on the outskirts of Jianghai City. At this time, the villagers were already asleep, and the desolate road was quiet.

Just as Liu Wenhao was about to take a step forward, suddenly, a rustling sound came from afar, and then several people covered with black cloth appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

These are several burly men, all over 190 cm tall, one of whom is wearing sunglasses.

"Who are you?" Liu Wenhao asked sharply, but a question arose in his mind.

“Hehe... Kid, come with us, and I’ll keep you safe,” one of the burly men wearing sunglasses said.

"Are you kidnappers?" Liu Wenhao asked coldly.

"Enough with the nonsense. Are you coming or not? If not, don't blame me for being impolite," the burly man sneered.

"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite." With that, Liu Wenhao suddenly rushed out.

At this moment, Liu Wenhao's eyes widened, his gaze sharp, as if two bolts of lightning were striking the four or five people. His movements were like lightning slicing through the void.

"Bang~~~"

Bang bang bang bang bang, several muffled thuds were heard, and four or five masked men fell to the ground groaning.

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!" Liu Wenhao snorted coldly and continued walking forward.

His silhouette was dashing and handsome, flowing like clouds and water, exuding a strong masculine charm.

At that moment, he seemed to have transformed into an ancient, peerless sword immortal, gazing proudly at the heavens.

Liu Wenhao walked smoothly to the east end of the village, then turned into another alley and stopped in front of a farmer's house.

A knock was made on the door, and soon a pleasant voice answered from inside: "Who is it?"

“It’s me!” Liu Wenhao said.

Click!

The door opened, and as Liu Wenhao entered, he smelled a faint, refreshing fragrance that invigorated him and made him feel relaxed, as if all his fatigue had been swept away.

When Liu Wenhao entered the house, he saw that it was very simple, with only a bed and a wardrobe, and nothing else. The walls were covered with photos, all of his mother when she was young. It was clear that his mother was a beauty, a stunning beauty, but sadly she had passed away seventeen or eighteen years ago. Liu Wenhao looked at the photos and sighed.

"Who are you looking for?" a young, pretty girl in a white nightgown asked warily from inside the room.

“I’m looking for your dad!” Liu Wenhao said.

"I don't know you. Get out of here, or I'll call the police," the girl said coldly.

Liu Wenhao frowned slightly, then stared at the girl and said, "I don't care who you are, I have to see your father tonight!"

After Liu Wenhao finished speaking, he turned and left.

"You wait here!" The girl hurriedly ran into the room.

Not long after, the girl came out of the room. She was wearing a nightgown and had a thick scarf wrapped around her head, looking like a domestic wife.

The girl's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head as she said, "Come with me, my dad is in the backyard, I'll show you the way!"

"Thank you!" Liu Wenhao said.

The girl walked silently ahead, with Liu Wenhao following behind.

"Why are you home alone so late?" Liu Wenhao asked casually.

"What's it to you?" the girl retorted coldly.

Liu Wenhao was taken aback, then scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Uh, it's nothing, I was just chatting."

"Do you think it's appropriate for us, a single man and a single woman, to be alone in a room together?" the girl asked.

"Uh, you're right, we're really not a good match," Liu Wenhao said with an awkward laugh.

A mocking smile appeared on the girl's lips, but she said nothing and quickly walked towards the backyard.

The backyard is a separate little courtyard, brightly lit.

In the center of the courtyard stood a table and chairs, on which were placed food, drinks, and beer.

An elderly man with gray hair sat smoking to one side, and next to him sat a fat man in a Tang suit, who was Liu Wenhao's uncle, Li Guohua.

When Liu Wenhao saw his uncle, his eyes immediately welled up with tears.

Although my uncle Li Guohua is not handsome, he is very honest and simple.

Looking at his uncle's thin and frail appearance, Liu Wenhao felt a lump in his throat.

"Uncle, what's going on?" Liu Wenhao asked, pointing tremblingly at the masked men.

Uncle Li Guohua sighed, "Sigh... I don't know why? These people suddenly appeared, grabbed me, and beat me up, saying that I had offended someone I shouldn't have and demanding that I hand over money."

As he spoke, his uncle started to cry; clearly, he was also terrified.

"Uncle, don't worry, they won't dare to do anything to you, you don't need to be afraid," Liu Wenhao reassured him.

Li Guohua wiped away his tears, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "Yes, Uncle isn't afraid. With you saying that, Uncle has nothing to worry about."

Looking at Liu Wenhao's back, Li Guohua suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity with Liu Wenhao.

"This young man is so handsome," Li Guohua thought to himself.

Just then, a masked man walked over. Without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed Liu Wenhao.

Liu Wenhao raised his hand and slapped the masked man away, then looked at him and said coldly, "Get out of my way, you piece of trash, how dare you challenge me?"

Liu Wenhao grabbed the masked man by the neck, lifted him up, and shouted angrily.

thump!

The masked man fell to the ground, struggled to his feet, and glared fiercely at Liu Wenhao.

"Who sent you? If you want money, you can come to me directly. Why are you bullying my relatives? Don't you want to live?" Liu Wenhao roared.

Phew!

No sooner had Liu Wenhao finished speaking than a gleaming dagger plunged into the heart of the masked man, who died with his eyes wide open in despair.

After killing the masked man, Liu Wenhao turned to the other three masked men and said, "Tell me, who sent you? If you don't tell me, I'll send you to the Western Paradise right now."

"You little beast, you'll get your comeuppance!" a masked man cursed.

"Alright, then try and see if you can drag me to feed the wolves, hahaha..." Liu Wenhao laughed wildly.

Seeing that Liu Wenhao didn't seem afraid like an ordinary person, the three masked men decided to confront him head-on. They exchanged glances and charged at Liu Wenhao instantly.

"Humph, what a small trick!"

After saying that, Liu Wenhao suddenly leaped into the air and kicked the masked man in the front in the chest.

Click!

The masked man's sternum broke, his entire chest caved in, blood gushed out, and he died on the spot, collapsing to the ground.

The remaining two masked men, seeing their companion dead, trembled with fear and turned to flee.

Watching the two disappear, Liu Wenhao did not stop them, because he didn't need to; killing them was as easy as turning his hand.

Liu Wenhao glanced at the corpse lying on the ground, his eyes flashing with anger.

"You bastards, remember this: don't let me run into you again, or I'll smash your heads in!" Liu Wenhao said through gritted teeth.

Then Liu Wenhao turned to his uncle and said, "Uncle, you should go back and rest first. It's alright, I'll go find my things myself."

"Okay, Wenhao, be careful," Li Guohua instructed.

"Okay." Liu Wenhao grinned.

"Goodbye uncle."

"Goodbye, Uncle!" Li Guohua waved.

Liu Wenhao turned around to go to the backyard to find something, but at that moment, a person suddenly darted out from the darkness.

The man was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Liu Wenhao.

Snapped!

Without saying a word, the man swung his arm and slapped Liu Wenhao hard across the face.

Snapped!Snapped!

The series of slaps echoed through the night sky.

Liu Wenhao was stunned by the beating. He covered his swollen cheek and shouted angrily, "You son of a bitch, what gang are you from? Do you believe I'll kill you?"

Snapped!Snapped!

Another series of slaps landed on Liu Wenhao's face, distorting his features.

Liu Wenhao felt a burning pain.

"Fuck your mother, who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit your grandpa? Are you tired of living?" Liu Wenhao roared.

"You son of a bitch, so what if I hit you? You dare to curse me? Believe me, I'll kill you right now." As he spoke, the man raised his fist and smashed it into Liu Wenhao's head.