Chapter 52

Qin Lang hung up the phone and couldn't help but shake his head. An Desheng was even more composed and cunning than he had imagined. He had thought that with these pieces of evidence, he could force An Desheng to make a deal, and then take control of An Desheng and seize his assets. However, this old man didn't even give Qin Lang a chance to negotiate, which was unexpected.

"Is this old man really so well-backed that he can act without fear?" Qin Lang speculated in his heart. The situation seemed more difficult than he had imagined.

After thinking for a while, Qin Lang decided to meet up with Han Sanqiang first, preparing to deal with Sang Kun and cut off An Desheng's henchmen.

However, he couldn't let Tao Ruoxiang know about this, so he sent her back to school and instructed her not to leave the campus easily.

Then, Qin Lang went to Jinlong Palace to meet Han Sanqiang.

"Brother Qin, you finally came," Han Sanqiang said with a hint of complaint. "I haven't done business for two days just to wait for your news. People think I, Han Sanqiang, have gone bankrupt!"

"Ah Qiang, stop complaining," Qin Lang said with a smile. "Missing a couple of days of business won't cost you much. Once we get rid of Sang Kun and An Desheng, our assets will at least triple. Do you still care about this little bit of money?"

"Hey... Brother Qin, you're finally ready to make a move?" Han Sanqiang was eager. "As long as Brother Qin is in charge, whether it's Sang Kun or An Desheng, we can sweep them all away!"

"Since you're so confident, I'll leave dealing with Sang Kun to you," Qin Lang said with a smile.

"What!" Han Sanqiang was stunned. "Brother Qin, if you don't take action, our chances of winning are slim! At best, it will be a lose-lose situation."

"What if we add Man Niu's people?" Qin Lang asked.

"With Man Niu's people, we have a 70% chance of dealing with Sang Kun, but what about An Desheng?" Han Sanqiang wasn't stupid; he knew how to estimate the strength of both sides clearly.

"I'll deal with An Desheng myself!" Qin Lang said. "You and Man Niu, go and take care of Sang Kun, dead or alive! This is your chance for revenge!"

"Alright! This will be a tough battle! Sang Kun, that bastard, is dead for sure!" Han Sanqiang seemed determined. Sang Kun was his enemy, and the hatred in his heart had already burned fiercely.

"Of course, our brothers' blood cannot be shed in vain. I've prepared some weapons for you!" Qin Lang said.

"Weapons?" Han Sanqiang was shocked. "Brother Qin, you... you got military supplies? This stuff can't be used in the city!"

"My brain isn't that stupid!" Qin Lang snorted, taking out two white pills and handing them to Han Sanqiang. "Dissolve these in two bowls of warm water, soak your knives in it, and then dry them with a flame. When the knives draw blood, the opponent will quickly become paralyzed and lose their fighting ability!"

"Damn! There's actually such a good thing! This is really a great weapon!" Han Sanqiang said excitedly. With this, their combat power would at least double, and Sang Kun, that bastard, would definitely lose this time!

"Right," Qin Lang nodded slightly. Actually, if he personally took action, dealing with Sang Kun would be more certain, but Qin Lang knew that as a behind-the-scenes boss, if he did everything himself, he wouldn't be a behind-the-scenes boss. Moreover, if he did everything for Han Sanqiang, it would be hard for him to stand on his own in the future.

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Night soon fell.

While Han Sanqiang and Man Niu were teaming up to deal with Sang Kun's gang, Qin Lang contacted Chen Jinyong and asked him to take him to see Wu Wenxiang.

Chen Jinyong had already received instructions from Wu Wenxiang that he must not be negligent if Qin Lang contacted him.

So, after understanding Qin Lang's intention, Chen Jinyong quickly drove to pick up Qin Lang. On the way, Chen Jinyong ran two red lights, which were caught by the traffic cameras, but he didn't care because the traffic police wouldn't be foolish enough to send a ticket to the municipal government office.

They arrived at the municipal compound without any hindrance.

Seeing the license plate, the security guard at the gate quickly saluted and let them through.

Then, under Chen Jinyong's guidance, Qin Lang arrived at Wu Wenxiang's home.

Chen Jinyong pressed the doorbell, and an old lady opened the door. Qin Lang thought this old lady was Wu Wenxiang's maid, but to his surprise, Chen Jinyong respectfully called her, "Aunt Yan—"

Aunt?

Qin Lang's thoughts turned, and he immediately realized that this old lady from the countryside must be Wu Wenxiang's mother, as they had a similar appearance.

"Xiao Chen, this is—" Aunt Yan's gaze fell on Qin Lang.

"Mom, this is Qin Lang, a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. I have something to consult with him," Wu Wenxiang's voice came from inside the house.

When Qin Lang entered, he saw that Wu Wenxiang had just come out of the bathroom. He looked good, probably because some of his functions had been restored, which made him feel more relaxed.

However, Wu Wenxiang was also wary of Qin Lang. As the third-in-command in Xiyang City, he was a seasoned politician, but he hadn't expected to be controlled by a young man. This feeling of being controlled made him uncomfortable, but he wouldn't show it on the surface. As a seasoned politician, the first thing was to remain calm and not panic.

Wu Wenxiang knew that Qin Lang was likely here to ask for something, so he wasn't in a hurry.

But he didn't expect Qin Lang to be so composed, just calmly drinking tea and occasionally chatting about trivial matters.

Wu Wenxiang didn't expect this young man to be so patient. Considering that his life and the evidence were in Qin Lang's hands, he took the initiative to say, "Xiao Qin, I have two ancient medical books in my study. Why don't you come and help me appraise them?"

Politicians always like to speak in roundabout ways.

Qin Lang knew that Wu Wenxiang wanted to talk about the real matter, so he got up and followed him to the study.

In the study, Qin Lang pretended not to know and asked Wu Wenxiang, "Mayor Wu, where are your ancient medical books?"

Wu Wenxiang awkwardly coughed a couple of times, "Xiao Qin, I know you have something to ask me. Why don't we get straight to the point? Old Zhao told me that with your current situation, getting medical parole is already quite good. Wanting to have the case dropped is probably not possible in the short term. At least wait until the heat dies down, or until there is evidence in your favor."

"Did I ever say I wanted the case dropped?" Qin Lang smiled faintly. "Besides, I have enough evidence to prove my innocence."

Qin Lang wasn't lying. Zhou Lingling was still alive, so the charge of murder was baseless. He didn't need to worry about this.

"Then... what is your intention?" Wu Wenxiang thought he had understood Qin Lang's purpose, but now he was confused.

"I'm here to give you a 'big gift' for your promotion and wealth!" Qin Lang handed a USB drive to Wu Wenxiang.