Liang Hui got out of the passenger seat and opened the door for Chen Fusheng.

Besides him, there was a middle-aged man wearing a beige fine-woven shirt, with a full beard, and eyes as blue as the moon. He exuded a strong aura. He closed his eyes slightly to avoid the wind and sand, and looked up at the simple factory building in front of him.

Chen Fusheng's performance was somewhat worse. He covered his nose with a handkerchief, as if the air in the dark street would pollute him. Even though he had condescended to do so, he was still clean, and even his leather boots were polished to a shine.

The gerbil stepped off the metal cart in front and made an inviting gesture, "This is our new factory, built entirely by Master Qin."

Not far away, Lin Lang slapped his subordinate's head hard and yelled, "Your master! Your master! There's only one master in Black Street, understand?"

The subordinate was almost in tears, shrinking back and repeatedly admitting his mistake: "I understand, I understand! There's only Master Qin in the Black Street!"

"Damn it, so ignorant. Which community is this?" Lin Lang spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and threw it at his subordinate's face. Some ash stuck to his nose, burning painfully, but he dared not say a word.

Liang Youfeng said, "They are Boss Sand Rat's subordinates."

Lin Lang and the others then looked up at the sand rat and said, "Hey! What's going on with these guys? Who told you to bring them here without the master's permission!"

The gerbil said calmly, "It was ordered by the master; he's on his way."

Upon hearing this, the four people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Lin Lang kicked the tactless subordinate in the stomach, yelling, "Get out of here! What are you doing standing there?"

The subordinate ran away in a flash and hid behind a gerbil.

Seeing this, Chen Fusheng smiled wryly. He didn't step into the factory, but stood at the door and whispered to Liang Hui, "There's something wrong here."

Liang Hui responded quietly, "The ruler of Black Street used to be Sand Rat. After Qin Che appeared, Sand Rat became his subordinate. Even before, the cadres of the 20 communities all gave Sand Rat face because they had no choice. But now it's different. After Qin Che took power, the people of Black Street are living better than before. In addition, he is also a superhuman, so Sand Rat's authority has been challenged."

Chen Fusheng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Could we find a way to squeeze in?"

“We can give it a try… but Qin Che trusts the gerbil quite a bit, and the gerbil himself has shown him respect and loyalty.”

Sure enough, even though Sand Rat's subordinate was beaten by Wolf, he wasn't angry. He just stared at Wolf expressionlessly and said, "This is Elder Chen from the First District. Wolf, don't cause trouble!"

Lin Lang was initially quite impatient, but Old Du whispered to him, "Radical Party Leader, Chen Fusheng, let's just keep quiet."

Lin Lang's expression changed.

He looked down on politicians in the first district, but the status of a faction leader was different.

This is the first time in nearly a decade that a party leader has condescended to set foot in Black Street, and for Lin Lang, it is an unprecedented first.

"Boss Gerrard, let me introduce you. This is Master Lei, who lives in the small garden."

The gerbil quickly bowed and greeted them, feeling extremely surprised.

The title of 'Master' is not something anyone can accept. Within the sphere of influence of Wall One, wealthy tycoons are usually called 'crocodile heads,' while 'Master'... is a title reserved for psionicists.

Lei Qishan remained unmoved, glancing sideways at the gerbil.

The gerbil laughed and said, "Master Lei has come from afar, which is an honor to Black Street."

"Um."

Master Lei scoffed, his disdain deepening.

"Look at his obsequious manner...it disgusts me."

"Forget it, if Boss Gerrard hadn't acted like this before, our Black Street would have been gone long ago."

Lin Lang said resentfully, "If he were anyone else, it would be one thing, but he's the master's man now, how can he do this?"

No one spoke.

In any case, I can't say I appreciate gerbils; my attitude towards them is rather despicable.

Only the older Du could somewhat understand that Master Qin was young and impetuous, and also extraordinary, and disdained to put on airs with these politicians, but being too tough was not good in society, so the role of the 'smiling tiger' was most suitable for Gerald.

His role was that of a mediator used by the master during negotiations.

And this does not prove that the gerbil was disloyal to the master.

Old Du sighed... You need to understand, what you're losing isn't just your own or the Black Street's face, it's the master's face that's being lost.

After waiting for a few minutes, Chen Fusheng became impatient and turned to ask, "Why hasn't Mr. Qin arrived yet?"

The gerbil laughed and said, "My lord is very busy. Why don't I show you around?"

Chen Fusheng hummed in agreement, but Lei Qishan suddenly laughed and said, "Let him prepare more. It's understandable that he's nervous when meeting the party leader for the first time."

Chen Fusheng chuckled and said, "That makes sense."

Old Du nudged Liang Youfeng and said, "Go up and help out. I'll call some people for you."

The group accompanied Chen Fusheng and his companions to the open space, but Liang Youfeng behind them said calmly, "Everyone, you can't go in here for the time being. This is the master's property, and you can only enter if he gives you permission."

As soon as they finished speaking, a group of people ran up and stood side by side at the factory gate, blocking their way.

The gerbil remained silent, but Chen Fusheng's expression darkened.

Lei Qishan said calmly, "How dare a lowly commoner like you block the way when you are under the tutelage of a high-ranking official? Get out!"

The last word was uttered softly, but it was like a slap that came down hard on Liang Youfeng's face.

The force of the blow was so great that Liang Youfeng was sent flying dozens of meters away, spitting out teeth mixed with blood.

"Cough cough!"

An uproar erupted in the open space in front of the factory.

What are you doing!

"Dare to touch Inspector Liang? Beat him up!"

"Brothers, let's go!"

A group of thugs, unable to bear seeing their superior beaten like this, charged forward, glaring angrily.

Lei Qishan was as still as a mountain, but as swift as a mad rabbit. With a few leaps and flashes, he swung his iron fists out, sending six or seven people flying. They crashed into the factory walls and doors, and one even landed in the drainage ditch.

Liang Hui said with some concern, "Sir, isn't this inappropriate? It makes us seem like unwelcome guests."

"You don't know anything. Negotiations must be based on equality. I can stay out, but these rude thugs from the underworld need to be dealt with. They're all lowly people anyway. I don't care if Qin Che cares or not. If he wants to deal with Jiang Tianshu, he can only come to me. It's just medicine. Sixty percent of the people in the underworld are on drugs. I can keep him completely under control."

Looking at the enormous factory building in front of him, Liang Hui didn't know what to say.

My husband sometimes acts without considering the consequences, showing an extreme lack of thought...

They came to Qin Che to ask for food, but they beat up his subordinates. How can they negotiate now?

"With Master Lei here, what are you afraid of?" Chen Fusheng said calmly.

"Master, did Master Lei really kill a transcendent being?" Liang Hui couldn't help but ask, recalling the past events involving Lei Qishan.