Hong Kong Film: Starting Undercover from the Five Tigers!

"What sincerity?"

“Hand Li Hao over to me,” Wang Lei said. “When he contacted Scarface before, he said a lot of bad things about me.”

Liu Wenhao shook his head: "Li Hao is my man now, and I will not betray my subordinate."

"Then there's nothing more to discuss." Wang Lei turned to leave.

"Wait a minute," Liu Wenhao called out to him. "I can have Li Hao apologize to you personally and promise not to target you again."

Wang Lei stopped and considered for a moment: "Okay, let's do it this way."

The next day, at Liu Wenhao's request, Li Hao apologized to Wang Lei in front of the entire school.

Chapter 1167 Rights!

This incident caused a huge uproar at the school.

Everyone realized that the power structure within the school was undergoing a significant change.

Liu Wenhao is at the heart of this change.

Three days later, Scarface appeared at the gate of Qingshan No.1 Middle School with a large group of people.

This time they came in force, numbering more than fifty.

"Liu Wenhao! Get out here!" Scarface shouted at the school gate.

The news quickly reached the classroom, and all the students became nervous.

"What should we do?" Li Hao panicked.

Liu Wenhao remained calm: "Proceed according to plan."

He walked out of the classroom and arrived at the school gate.

Behind him followed Li Hao, Wang Lei, Zhang Meng, and their respective subordinates.

For the first time, students from the three schools stood on the same side.

"Scarface, what are you doing bringing so many people here?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"Of course I'm here to settle scores with you!" Scarface grinned maliciously. "You got away last time, but let's see where you run this time!"

"Then let's give it a try." Liu Wenhao did not back down.

The two sides are at war with each other, and the war is about to break out.

Just then, the sirens sounded again.

This time, it wasn't ordinary police officers from the local police station who came, but criminal investigators from the municipal bureau.

The leader was a middle-aged police officer with a serious expression.

"Stop it, all of you!" the officer shouted. "Who's Scarface?"

Scarface's expression changed drastically; he knew things were going badly.

“I…I am.” He forced himself to step forward.

"You are suspected of organizing a brawl involving minors. Come with us now," the officer said, gesturing for his men to take Scarface away.

When the other vocational school students saw that their leader had been arrested, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Seeing this, Liu Wenhao knew in his heart that it was Zhao Mingxuan's doing.

The power of the student council should not be underestimated.

"You guys got lucky this time," Scarface said viciously as he was being led away. "This isn't over!"

But Liu Wenhao knew that for Scarface, it was all over.

Organizing minors to engage in gang fights is a serious crime that could get him into serious trouble.

After the crisis was over, Zhang Meng came over.

"Thank you very much this time." He extended his hand.

Liu Wenhao grasped his hand: "It's a promise, we'll call it even."

“Let’s call it even.” Zhang Meng nodded.

Wang Lei also came over: "It seems our cooperation has been very successful."

“Yes,” Liu Wenhao said. “I hope we can continue to maintain this relationship in the future.”

“Of course,” Wang Lei smiled. “But don’t forget our agreement: don’t interfere in things that happen in the second year of high school.”

"Don't worry," Liu Wenhao said.

Watching his two former rivals leave, Li Hao said with emotion, "I never thought things would end like this."

"This is just the beginning," Liu Wenhao corrected. "The real challenge is yet to come."

"What challenge?"

Liu Wenhao looked in the direction of the school: "Now, I'm actually in charge of the entire Qingshan No.1 Middle School. But the real challenge is how to manage this school well and keep all these messy things from happening again."

Li Hao understood what he meant.

Force can conquer, but true rule requires wisdom.

"So what do we do next?" Li Hao asked.

“To establish a new order,” Liu Wenhao said, “an order that allows everyone to study with peace of mind.”

A month later, Qingshan No.1 Middle School underwent a dramatic transformation.

School violence has almost disappeared, and the learning environment has significantly improved.

Liu Wenhao established a brand-new management system that both maintained school discipline and protected students' rights.

Chapter 1168: A Lesson Learned!

Chen Gang was also satisfied with this change, and a subtle understanding developed between him and Liu Wenhao.

“You’ve done a great job,” Chen Gang said to Liu Wenhao in a conversation. “But you must remember that with great power comes great responsibility.”

"I understand," Liu Wenhao nodded.

Standing by the office window, watching the students exercising on the playground, Liu Wenhao felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

He finally understood that a true king does not conquer others with his fists, but earns their respect with wisdom and responsibility.

Lin Xiaoyu came over and handed him a cup of tea.

"Do you regret it?" she asked.

"what?"

"Choose this path."

Liu Wenhao thought for a moment, then smiled: "No regrets. If I had to choose again, I would still do the same."

"why?"

“Because someone needs to step forward,” Liu Wenhao said. “Since I have the ability, why shouldn’t I do it?”

Lin Xiaoyu looked at his profile, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"So what's your next goal?" she asked.

Liu Wenhao looked into the distance: "University. There will be a bigger stage and stronger opponents there."

"are you ready?"

“I’ve been preparing all along,” Liu Wenhao said. “And this time, I won’t be fighting alone.”

He looked at the girl beside him, his eyes full of meaning.

Lin Xiaoyu understood what he meant, and a blush rose on her face.

As the sun set, their shadows stretched long.

A new king has risen, and his legend has only just begun.

"New here?" A boy with dyed yellow hair blocked his way. "Do you know the rules?"

Liu Wenhao sized up the arrogant guy in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What rules?"

"New students have to pay protection money, three hundred a month," the blond-haired man said smugly. "My name is Zhang Qiang, and this whole area is under my protection."

"Three hundred?" Liu Wenhao laughed. "Do you think I look like the kind of freshman who would be bullied?"

Zhang Qiang was stunned for a moment, then became furious and embarrassed: "Kid, don't be ungrateful!"

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Wenhao had already moved. With a simple sidestep, he grabbed Zhang Qiang's wrist and twisted it gently.

"Ah!" Zhang Qiang cried out in pain, "Let go! Let go!"

"Remember, call me 'brother' from now on." Liu Wenhao released his grip and patted Zhang Qiang on the shoulder. "Understand?"

Zhang Qiang clutched his wrist, his face pale, but dared not say anything more.

The students watching began to whisper among themselves. Liu Wenhao knew that his name would soon spread throughout the school.

Upon entering the classroom, Liu Wenhao was assigned a seat in the last row. His homeroom teacher was a middle-aged woman with glasses; she looked stern, but Liu Wenhao could see a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Liu Wenhao, I hope you can study hard here." The homeroom teacher said politely, but his tone carried a warning.

Liu Wenhao nodded, saying nothing more. His gaze swept across the classroom, quickly locking onto a few targets. The boy in the middle with the earring was probably the class's top student. The girl in the corner, who kept her head down, looked quite unusual.

The bell rang, and the boy with the earring walked over.

"My name is Li Hao, and I'm in charge of this class." His tone was calm, but his eyes were sharp. "I heard you just taught Zhang Qiang a lesson?"

"Just something casually," Liu Wenhao said, leaning back in his chair. "Is there a problem?"

Chapter 1169 Background!

Li Hao laughed: "Interesting. But here, you can't get by with just your fists."

"Really?" Liu Wenhao became interested. "Then what will we rely on?"

“Brain,” Li Hao pointed to his temple, “and background.”

Liu Wenhao realized that Li Hao was no ordinary person. To be the leader of a class, brute force alone wasn't enough; one also needed methods and resources.

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

“My dad is the deputy director of the district education bureau,” Li Hao said casually. “And you?”

Liu Wenhao was silent for a moment: "I don't have any connections, I'm just an ordinary student."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Li Hao's eyes: "Then behave yourself and don't cause trouble."

After saying that, he turned and left. Liu Wenhao watched his retreating figure, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. Background? He, Liu Wenhao, never needed any background.

During lunch, Liu Wenhao sat alone in a corner. He observed everyone in the cafeteria and quickly figured out the power dynamics within the school.

Li Hao had the most followers, occupying prime spots in the cafeteria. There were also several smaller groups, each acting independently. On the surface, things seemed harmonious, but undercurrents were swirling.

"Can I sit here?" A girl's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Liu Wenhao looked up and saw the girl who had always kept her head down during class. Up close, she was quite pretty, but there was an indescribable stubbornness in her eyes.

"Whatever," Liu Wenhao said.

The girl sat down and ate her meal in silence. After a while, she suddenly spoke up: "You don't need to pay attention to Li Hao. He's not as scary as you think."

Liu Wenhao was somewhat surprised: "You know what I'm thinking?"

“He threatens every newcomer,” the girl said. “But you’re the first one who doesn’t listen to him.”

"What's your name?" Liu Wenhao asked.

"Lin Xiaoyu," she said, "are you really going to go against Li Hao?"

Liu Wenhao thought for a moment: "I don't like being threatened."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded: "I understand. But you have to be careful, Li Hao isn't the kind of person who would confront someone head-on."

"What do you mean?"