Flying Sand Gang

"Constable Chen!"

"Morning, Constable Chen."

"Hello, Constable."

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As Chen Ping'an entered the gates of the South Spring Neighborhood Pacification Office, he was greeted by one blazing smile after another.

Seven or eight days had passed since Head Constable Zheng's death, and Han Li, sent by the South City Pacification Office to investigate, had already returned to report. Chen Ping'an did not know the final conclusion, but it was probably inseparable from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

This time, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect had taken the blame for him.

After Head Constable Zheng died, the six squads of constables under him had been divided among the other constables with perfect justification.

Now that the Tiger Head Gang had been wiped out and new gang forces had yet to take shape, several streets and alleys, including Tiger Run Alley and Pear Blossom Lane, had fallen into a brief power vacuum. How the forces would fill that vacuum and how the shares would be divided all depended closely on the hard power under everyone's command.

The South Spring Neighborhood Pacification Office naturally claimed the lion's share of the benefits. But how those gains would be divided further down the line ultimately depended on the men each person commanded.

With Head Constable Zheng dead, the South Spring Neighborhood Pacification Office had once again become a structure of five constables.

The three squads of constables under Chen Ping'an had expanded to five squads, a full twenty constables. The other four squads under Zheng Zhenwu had been split among the remaining constables, one squad each.

Chen Ping'an had received two squads for two reasons. First, he had commanded the fewest constables. Second, Shen Shi Kang had supported him. Coupled with the destruction of the Tiger Head Gang, Chen Ping'an had rendered great service, so