Chapter 4

On the other end of the phone was an old man named An Changping, the paternal uncle of his best friend, An Yuan. Initially, he had learned the Source Power Breathing Technique from An Changping for two months, and An Changping had been quite impressed with him.

An Changping currently serves as the supervisor of the Linhai City Special Affairs Bureau, a First-Class Nine-Star Source Master.

In a small place like Linhai, An Changping is already considered a top-notch expert. The Special Affairs Bureau wields significant power, specifically responsible for handling matters related to the demon race, Source Masters, and other special affairs.

Gao Qian chose to work in Linhai partly because of An Changping's presence.

In any era, having someone influential above you is crucial.

Like today's incident, without someone of An Changping's status stepping in, he would have been unable to resolve it on his own.

On the other end of the phone, An Changping said calmly, "Don't panic, just mention my name. There aren't many people in Linhai who would dare to refuse me..."

"Uh, Uncle, it's like this, I killed a few gang members..."

Gao Qian briefly recounted the events, and concluded, "Duan Heihu is a wolf demon. I'm ashamed to say I couldn't stop him and let him escape."

"Damn!"

An Changping on the other end of the phone was no longer calm. He hurriedly said, "Stay there and don't move, I'll be right over."

Without waiting for Gao Qian to respond, An Changping hung up the phone.

Gao Qian said to the phone that was now busy, "I'll wait for you, Uncle..."

While waiting for An Changping, Gao Qian wandered around the office. He soon discovered a safe in the corner.

With his strength, he could easily break open the safe. However, since he had called An Changping, it wouldn't look good if he took the loot first.

Regardless of whether An Changping cared or not, it wouldn't be right to act that way.

Gao Qian also found a hidden door leading to a large bedroom with a walk-in closet.

Inside were a bunch of white shirts and ties, and a watch winder with seven or eight mechanical watches.

"Is being in a gang so profitable?"

Gao Qian was a bit surprised. Though he didn't know much about luxury items, he knew that those mechanical watches together were worth at least a million.

Considering his monthly salary was less than a thousand, and he could save only ten thousand a year if he didn't eat or drink, a million was an astronomical figure to him.

Gao Qian wasn't envious of the watches; he was just surprised by the Black Tiger Gang's ability to amass wealth.

His uniform was torn, so he chose a new shirt to change into.

Indeed, it was a high-quality shirt, crisp and well-fitted, and very comfortable. Duan Heihu's build was similar to his, so it fit well.

Gao Qian returned to the office and found the Black Star Type 3 pistol that Duan Heihu had dropped.

This pistol was an improved version of the Black Star, with a body made of special alloy and engineered plastic, making it lighter and more reliable.

Gao Qian also found a leather shoulder holster. After adjusting it, he holstered the pistol.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Gao Qian was quite satisfied. He mimicked the way 007 drew his gun, striking a deep and serious pose.

Unfortunately, there was no audience to appreciate it.

Gao Qian called out Ling'er, "Dad, do I look cool?"

Ling'er rolled her eyes at Gao Qian, "Did you call me out just for this boring thing?"

"Uh, I was wondering if I broke any rules today," Gao Qian chuckled and quickly changed the subject.

"No, Dad, you did well."

Ling'er said with anticipation, "After midnight tonight, we can凝聚道德灵光."

She thought for a moment and said to Gao Qian, "Ling'er suggests that Dad close your mouth and remain silent from now on."

"No need to be so dramatic."

Gao Qian asked, "If I take some money and loot here, will there be any problems?"

Ling'er's beautiful crescent eyes stared straight at Gao Qian, "Dad, you should ask yourself, not Ling'er."

Do not speak of what is not proper, do not act on what is not proper. The standard of 'propriety' lies with Gao Qian, not with anyone else.

"The gang's stuff, if confiscated, would only be divided among various levels. It might as well be given to me."

Gao Qian muttered to himself, "I am taking what I deserve, and I have no guilt in my heart."

This reason was quite sufficient, and Gao Qian was convinced by his own argument!

"Someone's coming, see you later, Dad."

Ling'er smiled and waved, her figure quickly disappearing.

Less than half a minute later, there was a knock on the office door. Gao Qian went over and looked through the peephole; it was An Changping.

An Changping had grayish-white long hair and a rather handsome face, but his expression was lazy and weary.

He wore a long black coat, and under it, the faint gleam of black metal could be seen. He was likely wearing a Source Armor.

Gao Qian opened the door and welcomed An Changping in, "Uncle, you came so quickly."

"Discovering a wolf demon is no small matter."

An Changping couldn't be bothered with formalities. He quickly entered the office and, seeing the bodies on the ground, his expression turned more serious.

Although Gao Qian had already described the events over the phone, the scene was ten times more gruesome than he had imagined.

Most of the bodies were in terrible condition, and even someone as experienced as An Changping was shocked.

"Did you kill them all?"

"Yes, they were trying to kill me, Uncle. I had no choice but to defend myself."

Gao Qian was still explaining, and An Changping laughed and scolded, "We don't need to beat around the bush. No matter who's right or wrong, I'll stand by you."

He paused and continued, "The reason for this incident doesn't matter. What matters is how we wrap it up."

An Changping thought for a moment and said, "A patrol captain is dead, and he was your superior. Subordinates killing superiors is a major taboo in the bureaucracy."

"Let's say Du Tao was killed by Duan Heihu. That will make things easier."

Gao Qian nodded obediently, "I'll follow Uncle's advice."

Although An Changping looked lazy, he was actually very capable and knew Linhai well. Listening to him was the right choice.

"The fact that Duan Heihu is a wolf demon must be established quickly. Only then will the people behind the Black Tiger Gang not dare to pursue it further."

An Changping said with some regret, "It's a pity that Duan Heihu escaped. Our word alone won't be very convincing."

Gao Qian pointed to the deep marks on the carpet, "Those are all the traces left by Duan Heihu. There should be blood and hair samples. We can take them back for testing..."

"Oh, that makes it easier."

An Changping's eyes lit up. He squatted down to examine the marks on the ground, seeing the deep indentations in the cement and the blood on the carpet.

He looked at Gao Qian with a complex expression, "Gao Qian, you're getting stronger!"

Gao Qian smiled modestly, "Uncle, you know I was born with great strength. Recently, my Source Power cultivation has also made progress."

"To have achieved this, you should be close to lighting up your Source Star!"

An Changping nodded in satisfaction, "I always knew you had great potential, but I didn't expect you to progress so quickly!"

He stood up and patted Gao Qian's shoulder forcefully, "You're a genius!"

"Uncle, you're too kind." Gao Qian looked humble.

"Gifted in Source Power and decisive in action."

An Changping said with some regret, "It's a pity you're not my real nephew!"

Source Power talent can be supplemented with resources, but a person's character is hard to change.

Gao Qian is usually polite and courteous, but when it comes to action, he is decisive and ruthless.

This alone sets him apart from many of his peers. Gao Qian's mental fortitude is also exceptional; he can remain calm and composed after killing so many people, without a hint of fear or unease.

Moreover, Gao Qian knows how to lower his stance and seek help, and how to solve problems efficiently.

This wisdom is even more impressive.

The An family is a prominent clan with considerable influence in Liaozhou. However, the young generation of the An family is not up to par.

Compared to Gao Qian, they fall short.

"Although I have a different surname, I and An Yuan are half-brothers from different parents. I am your real nephew." Gao Qian quickly clarified.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

An Changping laughed heartily. He liked Gao Qian's personality—polite but not rigid, and with a certain grace and composure that was hard to describe.

Even when flattering, it didn't feel insincere, but rather gave a sense of closeness and comfort.

An Changping thought for a moment and said, "Do you have a girlfriend yet? I have a niece who is extremely beautiful, gentle, and capable. I can introduce you."

"Such good conditions, of course, I would be willing."

Gao Qian said, "I'm just afraid she won't like me."

An Changping laughed, "With your excellence, handsomeness, and cleanliness, how could any girl not like you? Leave it to me..."