Chapter 62

To be honest, Qin Lang didn't sleep well last night. In the middle of the night, he dreamed of Tao Ruoxiang again. This time, in the dream, the "beast factor" within him took over, and he actually finished what he had left undone with Tao Ruoxiang on the top of Qingyun Mountain. The result was predictable. Although it felt great in the dream, Qin Lang suddenly woke up when he was at the peak of pleasure, realizing what he was about to do next. He quickly covered his little brother with his hand, hoping it would stop the unnecessary "firing."

But, Qin Lang failed.

Even without a "target," Little Qin Lang erupted like a volcano, leaving his underwear and sheets in a mess. This kept Qin Lang awake for the rest of the night.

However, there was even more depression to come.

In the morning, when Xue Yinglian was tidying up Qin Lang's bed, she called Qin Nan over and pointed to the stains on the sheets, saying confidently, "Husband, look at our son's masterpiece. Are you still worried about his physical problems?"

Qin Nan adjusted his glasses, observed carefully, and said seriously, "No, there shouldn't be any problems. And judging by the amount, he's even more vigorous than I was when I was young. It shows he's developing well, so there's no need to worry."

Qin Lang was lucky he didn't see this scene; otherwise, he would have been depressed to the point of being numb.

Qin Lang didn't sleep well that night, but many people in Xiayang City didn't sleep well either.

Tao Ruoxiang was one of them. Although Qin Lang had cured her of the poison, she clearly remembered what she had done when the poison took effect on the top of Qingyun Mountain. The scene made her both ashamed and angry, especially since the person involved was her student.

To be fair, Tao Ruoxiang thought Qin Lang was quite nice. He was tall and good-looking, and he had a good character. He even risked his own safety for her. However, she was three years older than Qin Lang and was his teacher. As a role model, how could she possibly like her student?

But, Qin Lang was the boy who had taken her first kiss. No, she had given her first kiss to Qin Lang!

In short, this matter kept Tao Ruoxiang tossing and turning, unsure how to face Qin Lang in the future.

Similarly, Han Sanqiang and Man Niu didn't sleep well either. These two guys teamed up, and with the "big weapon" Qin Lang gave to Han Sanqiang, his subordinates easily defeated Sang Kun's forces, causing a significant change in the underworld of Xiayang City.

However, Sang Kun was ultimately handed over to the police under Qin Lang's instructions.

Because the mastermind, An Desheng, had "disappeared," the police needed a second-in-command to take the fall, and Sang Kun was the best choice. Otherwise, the anti-crime operation led by Wu Wenxiang wouldn't look as impressive.

Sang Kun's arrest at least made Wu Wenxiang and Zhao Zhiwei the top news on Xiayang City's TV and newspapers.

Indeed, although Qin Lang thought the Xiayang Morning News was basically worthless, he still spent a yuan to buy a copy the next day. The front page headline was about Wu Wenxiang's anti-crime operation, including the arrest of Sang Kun and a batch of corrupt officials. Qin Lang carefully read through the list, which included only a small part of the officials he knew. It was clear that Wu Wenxiang had made full use of the evidence Qin Lang had given him, sweeping away his political enemies and consolidating his own camp.

However, Qin Lang wasn't very interested in these political machinations. He bought the newspaper just to confirm one thing: Wu Wenxiang had gained a lot from this anti-crime operation.

Because there were still some things Qin Lang needed to do, and he would need Wu Wenxi's help.

After all, the task the old poisoner had given to Qin Lang wasn't fully completed yet!

So, after morning study, Qin Lang went to Jinlong Palace and dragged the drunk and sleeping Han Sanqiang up.

Han Sanqiang had won a great victory in the battle with Sang Kun the night before, so he drank a lot of alcohol when he got back. He was very unhappy when his dream was interrupted, but seeing that it was Qin Lang, he didn't dare to complain. Without Qin Lang's methods, he wouldn't have won so easily. Sang Kun's Uighur brothers were really fearless, and it was thanks to Qin Lang's "magic weapon."

"Brother Qin, what are you doing?" Han Sanqiang said with a smile, "We won a great victory yesterday, can't we even get a good night's sleep?"

"You're right, we did win, but we haven't secured the victory yet," Qin Lang said with a snort. "Didn't I ask you to investigate what industries An Desheng owned? Now, we need to act quickly and take control of these industries."

"What!" Han Sanqiang thought he had heard wrong. "In gang wars, isn't it about taking over territory? An Desheng's industries will definitely be seized by the police. How can they end up in our hands?"

"Don't worry about that," Qin Lang said confidently. "Just prepare the transfer contracts. Find two lawyers to draft them, and the main point is to ensure that An Desheng's assets were already transferred to our company. Since they were already ours, the police can't seize or confiscate them."

"Brother Qin, this isn't easy, right?" Han Sanqiang said. "First, An Desheng is gone, and we're drafting false contracts. Second, it won't be easy to deal with the police."

"Just prepare the contracts, I have a way to make An Desheng sign them," Qin Lang said.

"Alright, I'll get to it right away," Han Sanqiang said, though he was confused. Seeing Qin Lang's confident demeanor, he didn't ask more questions. After all, Qin Lang was the boss, and Han Sanqiang knew his place.

About an hour and a half later, Qin Lang had the transfer contracts in hand.

He then contacted the old poisoner, who seemed to know what Qin Lang was going to do and gave him a location.

Half an hour later, Qin Lang and Han Sanqiang arrived at the place the old poisoner had mentioned—a small hill five kilometers from Qingyun Mountain.

Qin Lang went up the hill alone and found the old poisoner and An Desheng in the forest.

However, at this point, An Desheng was barely alive. Only his head was still conscious and could move slightly. The old poisoner had been lazy and hadn't cured An Desheng of the Blood Mantid's poison, only temporarily preventing it from reaching his brain to keep him conscious.

"Boy, I thought you had forgotten about taking over An Desheng's assets," the old poisoner said slowly.

"If I had forgotten, you would have come to bother me," Qin Lang said with a snort, placing the prepared contracts in front of An Desheng. "An Desheng, I'm sorry, but I'm going to take over all your assets."

"Little brat, I... underestimated you!" An Desheng said weakly. "I never thought you would be so ruthless... cough... I worked hard for decades, and I won't give it to you for free!"

"Whether you give it or not isn't up to you," Qin Lang said, taking An Desheng's finger and pressing it on the contracts, leaving blood-red fingerprints.

But at that moment, An Desheng burst out laughing.