Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"Hei Yuntian, you just wait. One day I will find you and kill you."

Liu Wenhao thought to himself, "On this island, I am the only king. Everyone else must be eliminated by me."

"Zhang Yang."

Hei Yuntian returned to the cabin and found that Zhang Yang was still there.

"Brother Liu, what's wrong?"

Upon seeing the bloodstains on Liu Wenhao, Zhang Yang immediately asked what was wrong.

Liu Wenhao shook his head slightly and said, "It's nothing, I just ran into some trouble."

After he finished speaking, he sat down.

Then, he closed his eyes to rest.

Zhang Yang didn't know what had happened, but he knew that Liu Wenhao was definitely injured.

Moreover, it looks like he was seriously injured.

"Who exactly injured Brother Liu?"

Zhang Yang was puzzled.

He felt he should take care of the bald man. Although the man looked fierce, he was now only able to survive by relying on him. Therefore, if he couldn't take good care of the bald man, then he would be in trouble.

Thinking about this, Zhang Yang felt somewhat relieved.

"Brother Liu, let me take care of you."

Zhang Yang said.

After saying that, he stood up from the ground and walked outside. There was some dry firewood inside the hut, which he needed to light. After all, if Liu Wenhao's injuries were serious, someone would have to take care of him.

Although I don't have much experience in this area, I can still be of some help.

"Ok?"

Seeing Zhang Yang's actions, Liu Wenhao was puzzled. He found it strange, but he didn't ask anything.

"This kid shouldn't lay a hand on me, right?"

Liu Wenhao thought to himself, "Besides, his strength is very weak, so even if I attack him, it won't be of much use. Right now, it's more important to heal my injuries."

"call!"

Zhang Yang breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Liu Wenhao didn't ask any questions, which reassured him a lot. After all, he didn't want others to know his secret. If it were discovered, he would be in trouble. Therefore, he had to be careful in this situation.

He quickly lit the firewood.

There was a warm feeling inside the small house, which Liu Wenhao found strange.

"This little guy is quite clever."

Liu Wenhao smiled slightly.

Zhang Yang returned to the cabin and looked at the bald man.

“Brother Liu, you have blood on you. You should wash yourself first; it will be better for your health,” Zhang Yang said. “Here’s some firewood. I’ll boil some water for you; that will be more convenient.”

Liu Wenhao nodded.

Zhang Yang started boiling water and quickly washed the blood off Liu Wenhao's body. He figured Liu Wenhao wouldn't kill him. However, he didn't dare move rashly, fearing the other party might suddenly attack him.

"What's your name?"

Liu Wenhao asked.

Zhang Yang said, "My name is Zhang Yang."

"Zhang Yang?"

Liu Yuntian chuckled and said, "That's a very common name. I've been here for ten years and I've never met anyone with the same name as you."

Zhang Yang quickly replied, "Oh? There aren't any people with the same name?"

Liu Yuntian nodded: "That's right, there really isn't. Besides, I didn't just meet you on this island. I came to this island ten years ago. Back then, I also spent three years on another island."

Zhang Yang asked, "Oh? Another island?"

Liu Yuntian laughed and said, "That's right, there is indeed another island."

Zhang Yang asked curiously, "What's that island like?"

Liu Yuntian said, "That island is similar to this one, except that island doesn't have many treasures. This island is different. If you can travel around this island, you can obtain quite a few magical treasures."

Zhang Yang asked with some confusion, "Oh? Why are there more treasures on this island?"

Liu Yuntian smiled faintly and said, "Because there are many small islands underwater under this island. And on those small islands, there are quite a few experts."

"An expert? How skilled?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Liu Yuntian laughed and said, "I don't know about that. However, creatures that live underwater are all quite formidable. Even a Tyrannosaurus Rex might not be able to roam freely on this small island."

Chapter 1146 The Table!

Sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell onto Liu Wenhao's desk, where he was engrossed in looking at his transfer certificate. Qingshan No.1 Middle School—a rather ordinary-sounding name.

"Wenhao, keep a low profile at the new school," his mother instructed at the door. "Don't cause trouble like you used to."

Liu Wenhao nodded casually, but his mind was elsewhere. He was already tired of the petty squabbles back home, and Qingshan No. 1 High School might bring him something new.

The moment Liu Wenhao stepped through the school gates, he sensed the difference. Students were gathered in small groups, their eyes gleaming with a defiant air. It seemed the situation here was more complex than he had imagined.

Liu Wenhao's eyes changed.

It was no longer a fight to prove oneself, but a determination to protect those around them.

Chen Gang keenly sensed this change, and his attack rhythm faltered slightly. It was this momentary opening that Liu Wenhao seized upon.

An uppercut struck Chen Gang's jaw, followed by an elbow strike and a knee strike—a fluid and seamless combo. Chen Gang staggered backward, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Impossible!" a student exclaimed.

The gymnasium was deathly silent; everyone held their breath. The dean of students had actually been injured by a student?

Chen Gang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Good lad, truly a promising young man."

"Are you admitting defeat?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"It's not that bad yet." Chen Gang stretched his shoulders. "But I admit I underestimated you."

The two men resumed their fighting stances, and this time Chen Gang abandoned his initial contempt. Every attack he made carried the ruthlessness of a soldier, as if he wanted to kill his opponent.

Liu Wenhao didn't dare to be careless either; he could sense the murderous aura emanating from Chen Gang, aura that seemed to come from the battlefield. This was completely different from the petty squabbles on campus.

Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes passed.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, and their movements began to slow down. In the audience, even their breathing could be clearly heard.

"That's enough." Chen Gang suddenly stopped. "You win."

There was an uproar.

Liu Wenhao was also somewhat surprised: "You're not going to continue?"

“There’s no point in continuing.” Chen Gang straightened his clothes. “Your willpower is stronger than I thought. And…” He paused, “I can tell you’re holding back.”

Liu Wenhao did not deny it.

"As agreed, I will no longer interfere in matters between students." After saying this, Chen Gang turned and left the gymnasium.

Looking at his retreating figure, Liu Wenhao knew he had earned the respect of an opponent.

As the crowd began to disperse, Li Hao ran over excitedly: "You really beat Chen Gang! Now who in our school dares to disagree?"

Liu Wenhao did not answer; his gaze searched for that figure in the crowd.

Lin Xiaoyu stood in the corner, quietly watching him. Their eyes met, she nodded slightly, and then turned and left.

"What are you looking at?" Li Hao followed his gaze.

"It's nothing." Liu Wenhao looked away. "Let's go, it's time to go back."

The next day, the entire school was talking about what had happened the day before. Liu Wenhao's name spread to every corner, and even the senior students began to pay attention to this transfer student from the first year of high school.

"What do we do now?" Li Hao asked, his excitement tinged with unease. "I feel like things are getting a little out of control."

Liu Wenhao understood his concerns. The taller the tree, the more the wind will blow against it; he had now become a target of public criticism.

Sure enough, at lunchtime, an unfamiliar face appeared in the cafeteria.

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He was a tall, thin boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He looked refined and gentle, but his gait exuded a cold and sinister aura.

"You're Liu Wenhao?" The boy walked up to him, his voice soft but unusually clear in the noisy cafeteria.

"Who are you?" Liu Wenhao looked up at him.

"My name is Zhao Mingxuan, and I'm the student council president for the senior year." The boy pushed up his glasses. "I'd like to talk to you."

Student council president? Liu Wenhao's interest was piqued. In his mind, student council members were all bookworms who only knew how to talk theory.

"What to talk about?"

"About your future at school," Zhao Mingxuan sat down. "I heard about what happened yesterday; it was quite interesting."

"and then?"

“And that’s where the problem lies.” Zhao Mingxuan smiled, but the smile was unsettling. “Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you defeated Chen Gang?”

Liu Wenhao put down his chopsticks: "What are you trying to say?"

“What I’m trying to say is that the real rules of this school aren’t made by force,” Zhao Mingxuan said softly, “but by intellect.”

"for example?"

“For example, do you know why Chen Gang came to this school?” Zhao Mingxuan asked rhetorically.

Liu Wenhao frowned; he hadn't really thought about this question.

“Because the higher-ups felt that the school’s atmosphere was too bad and needed to be rectified,” Zhao Mingxuan continued. “And Chen Gang’s arrival was itself a signal.”

"What signal?"

"A signal for reform." Zhao Mingxuan pushed up his glasses. "However, it seems that this reform has encountered resistance."

Liu Wenhao understood what he meant: "You mean, there will be even tougher measures?"

"Smart." Zhao Mingxuan nodded. "As far as I know, the Municipal Education Bureau is already considering sending a working group to the school. At that point, it won't be as simple as just Chen Gang."

Liu Wenhao pondered. If what Zhao Mingxuan said was true, then his current actions were indeed somewhat reckless.

"So what's your suggestion?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“Cooperation,” Zhao Mingxuan stated his purpose. “You have military power, I have wisdom and information channels. By joining forces, we can both protect our existing interests and deal with the impending crisis.”

“Sounds good,” Liu Wenhao nodded, “but I have a question.”

"What questions?"

"Why do you want to cooperate with me? Logically speaking, the student council and people like us should be on the opposite side."

Zhao Mingxuan laughed: "Who says that students in the student council are necessarily good students?"

This statement made Liu Wenhao re-evaluate the refined and gentle boy in front of him.

“You can’t imagine the power the student union has,” Zhao Mingxuan said in a low voice. “Exam arrangements, scholarship allocations, recommendation letter reviews—all of these are in our hands.”

"So you also have your own businesses?" Liu Wenhao understood.

“Of course. And it’s much bigger than your protection money business,” Zhao Mingxuan said smugly. “It’s just that we do it more discreetly.”

Liu Wenhao had to admit that Zhao Mingxuan was indeed very intelligent.

"So, how exactly will we cooperate?" Liu Wenhao asked.

“It’s very simple. You continue to manage your military affairs, and I’ll handle foreign relations and information gathering,” Zhao Mingxuan said. “When a crisis occurs, we’ll work together to deal with it.”

How will the profits be distributed?