Qin Che's actions undoubtedly told everyone—
Being extraordinary means being able to do whatever you want.
Chen Fusheng was stunned, completely in disbelief. He couldn't understand why Qin Che would kill Lei Qishan, and he was even more shocked that Lei Qishan was instantly killed by Qin Che.
What kind of master is he?
Pooh!
"Mr. Qin..." Chen Fusheng's face was grim, and he stammered as he called out to him.
Qin Che sheathed his sword, wiped the blood and grime off with Lei Qishan's finely woven clothes, and turned to look at him. "Do you have anything to say?"
Chen Fusheng shook his head and laughed, "Well done. I've finally seen Mr. Qin's attitude towards the Black Street today."
Everyone, including Gerald and Liang Youfeng, was taken aback when they heard this.
Qin Che smiled and waved to Lin Lang and the others: "Take the body away. Elder Chen, please. I'll show you around the factory."
"good."
Chen Fusheng stepped forward without the slightest hesitation.
He decided to pretend he didn't see Lei Qishan's death, and at the same time, his attitude quickly changed. He realized that when dealing with extraordinary people, one should never be complacent. They can kill you like a chicken. No matter what high-ranking official or faction leader, they can treat everyone the same in front of extraordinary people.
Because they're all ants!
Liang Hui's face turned deathly pale as he watched Lin Lang and his gang walk up with grins and drag away Lei Qishan's body. A few drops of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
That was Master Lei... and he actually died in the Black Street like that. When the news gets back, regardless of the attitude of the Pavilion, Meng Jingyuan will definitely settle accounts with the Black Street.
Lei Qishan is one of Yuan Lin's men. He's old, highly respected, and a master of psychic powers...
But then Liang Hui thought again, damn it, the one who killed him was a superhuman.
Would Yuan Lin really risk his life to oppose a young superhuman for the sake of Lei Qishan, who had long since retired?
Meng Jingyuan will tell him about this, unless he reveals Qin Che's identity to Number One Wall.
As he pondered this, he heard Chen Fusheng whisper in his ear, "Does anyone else know about this?"
"What?"
"I'm asking you, does anyone else know that Lei Qishan came to Black Street with us?" Chen Fusheng asked him seriously.
Liang Hui shook his head: "I went to invite him in person. Two of my personal guards also know about this. Lei Qishan lives in a relatively remote area, so once he got in the car, no one would know."
"Kill those two guards," Chen Fusheng said directly.
“This…” Liang Hui looked surprised.
Chen Fusheng said, "No one but you and me can know about this. If Meng Jingyuan comes to settle accounts, I'll be in deep trouble."
Liang Hui took a deep breath. "Understood. I'll take action later and clean up the mess."
Chen Fusheng patted Liang Hui on the shoulder with satisfaction, then turned to Qin Che, who was leading the way, and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin's factory is quite large..."
Liang Hui shivered in the back. The gerbil smiled and looked at him, saying, "Secretary Liang, are you cold?"
Liang Hui shook his head: "With Master Lei's death, the weather has indeed turned a bit colder."
The gerbil looked ahead and said, "The people of the inner city wall look down on the people of the underworld, but from today onwards, that idea will have to change."
Liang Hui looked at him: "Did you do this on purpose?"
"deliberately?"
"Yes, you must have deliberately killed Master Lei to show us your power, right? But you're wrong. My master is genuinely here to negotiate with Mr. Qin. He invited Master Lei over only because he didn't know Mr. Qin's character and wanted to test him."
The shrew laughed and said, "Secretary Liang, one Lei Qishan can't influence the political situation in Sand Castle, much less shake our master's goals. We're all law-abiding businessmen. You've done a good job. Don't do it again next time."
Liang Hui sneered and said no more.
...
After touring the factory, Chen Fusheng noticed that the open space outside the factory had been swept clean. He looked at the spot where Lei Qishan had died, but there wasn't a trace left.
Someone set up tables and chairs in the open space, and brought over a large tin barrel, covered it with clean wire mesh, and several women were helping to grill the meat. Smoke swirled around, and the aroma was irresistible.
Chen Fusheng felt nauseous.
Damn it, could this be Lei Qishan's flesh?
He looked at Qin Che in surprise.
"Elder Chen, you've condescended to come down here, and I haven't even entertained you yet. If you want women, feel free to choose any you like. These are all pork, very delicious." Qin Che said with a half-smile.
Chen Fusheng quickly regained his expressionless demeanor and sat down with Qin Che. Opposite them were Shan Shu and Liang Hui, several tall and burly men, each over 1.9 meters tall, holding homemade iron pipe guns, standing obediently a short distance away to protect them.
The women grilled the meat, sprinkled it with seasonings, placed it on an aluminum plate, and brought it over.
Chen Fusheng looked down and saw a pool of white paste next to the roasted meat, steaming hot, but he couldn't smell anything.
"This is……"
Qin Che picked up the spoon and said with a smile, "Starch."
However, his plate didn't contain mushy food, but rather freshly made flatbread and a few slices of vegetables.
"Oh? This is what's produced in the factory?" Chen Fusheng took a bite out of curiosity, but couldn't help but show a look of disgust on his face, feeling a bit nauseous.
Liang Hui laughed and said, "This is the first time I've ever eaten outdoor barbecue in the Black Street."
Gerbil said, "These things all taste good. The synthetic starch doesn't taste as good, but we're trying to make it even better."
Chen Fusheng licked his lips. "How many kilograms can you produce in a day?"
Qin Che held up three fingers and said, "Three hundred tons."
Chen Fusheng was stunned, his pupils contracted slightly, and he said, "So many?"
"All we need is carbon dioxide, which is readily available everywhere. Electrolysis of water, hydrogen, and catalyst only require a small amount to produce a large quantity of this edible starch. Elder Chen, you must understand what we are talking about today. It will change the entire Sandcastle."
Chen Fusheng was overjoyed, but the next second he frowned and said, "Mr. Qin wants to challenge those grain crocodiles from West Fortress and the Oasis Alliance?"
Qin Che smiled and said, "Our grain is cheaper, has a higher yield, and doesn't require farmland. If the grain-producing crocodiles want to win, they can only seek cooperation with me. It would be unwise for them to oppose me."
Chen Fusheng shook his head, his face solemn. "That's not how it is. This is the bottom line for the grain business. Those crocodile leaders won't allow outsiders to steal their business. If you tell No. 1 Wall your identity, you'll be in great danger."
Qin Che said, "Opportunities and risks go hand in hand. If you cooperate with me, I will guarantee that you will become the leader of Sand Castle and squeeze out Jiang Tianshu and Zheng Shishu."
Chen Fusheng tapped his fingers on the table, looked at the food on the plate, then glanced at Liang Hui. After exchanging a brief look, he asked, "What do you want?"
Qin Che also looked at the gerbil and smiled, "I can sell you grain, as much as you want. In exchange, the Black Street system needs to be reformed, and the people of the Black Street should have the same treatment as the first-class citizens of the inner city."
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