The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

Bai Yangji shifted his numb body.

After shifting to a more comfortable position, he said smugly, "Release me now, then take the register and diary and come with me to see Chairman Zhao..."

While talking.

His gaze happened to fall on Oh Tae-sik's angry face.

next second.

The memory hidden deep in my soul suddenly resurfaced.

He paused slightly.

However, he quickly recovered and sneered, "Tae-sik, times have changed. Even if you beg for mercy and kneel down, Chairman Zhao might not be so ruthless as to kill you."

Done.

I don't know what he was thinking, but he started laughing to himself again.

"Tsk tsk, this brat is really arrogant!"

Ding Xin couldn't listen anymore.

He got up, walked over to Bai Yangji, squatted down, and suddenly slapped him hard across the face!

"Snapped!"

Bai Yangji tilted his head, stunned by the slap.

It took a while.

Despite the excruciating pain in his cheek, he threatened in a hateful voice, "No matter who you are, I advise you to let me go right now, or you're dead!"

Say it.

He stared intently at Ding Xin, his face contorted with a fierce expression.

"hehe..."

Ding Xin smiled dismissively.

They don't even know who I am...

How dare you be so arrogant?

You little bastard, you dare threaten me?

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

Snapped!

"I'm doomed, aren't I?"

"what!"

Snapped!

"I'm doomed, aren't I?"

"West..."

Snapped!

"I'm doomed, aren't I?"

"Do not..."

Snapped!

The shouting stopped abruptly.

Ding Xin stood up and looked at his hands.

He seemed to have underestimated his strength, and accidentally knocked the other person unconscious.

What was that bastard trying to say in the end?

My strength seems to have increased a bit. Will I beat this bastard into an idiot?

Oh well, I was an idiot anyway...

Ding Xin turned around, met the gazes of his sister-in-law and the others, shrugged and said, "Sorry, I didn't hold back. This guy isn't very tough."

Yes Yes Yes.

That bastard's head has turned into a pig's head!

Now that it's over...

Ding Xin returned to the group and said calmly, "You all heard that, right? There's no turning back now..."

As he spoke, he fixed his gaze on Oh Tae-sik's face.

He said, word by word, "For your mother and sister, do you dare to take a gamble and resolve this issue once and for all?"

"this..."

Dezi, who was standing to the side, wanted to say something, but was stopped by her sister-in-law.

Just stay put for now...

Let the men decide how to handle it!

She figured it out...

My older sister is too presumptuous!

"You tell me what to do!"

Wu Taizhi didn't think about it for long; he wasn't stupid.

We're in a dead end right now.

He has made concessions time and time again, but what has he gotten in return?

this moment.

Oh Tae-sik also realized that running away wouldn't solve anything.

When you can no longer tolerate something, there's no need to tolerate it anymore!

......

The moonlight, like a hook, hangs high in the sky.

In the courtyard.

"You're Zhao Bingjin?"

Looking at the limping man in front of him, Ding Xin raised an eyebrow.

Late at night.

He came running over after just one phone call. Ding Xin would be the first to disagree that this cripple had no ulterior motives.

"you are?"

Zhao Bingjin looked puzzled. He had come to see Wu Taizhi, so why was there an extra person?

"Ding Xin, you're from Seoul. Enough with the small talk, we're going to take care of Zhao Pengshu. Are you interested?"

Ding Xin said directly.

Zhao Bingjin had some suspicions when he received the call.

Hearing this, I wasn't particularly surprised.

However, the person in front of him spoke too directly, leaving him momentarily speechless.

“Tae-sik told me about you. You’re a person of principle.”

As they spoke, Ding Xin glanced at his leg: "I heard you were Zhao Pengshu's driver for ten years? Your leg got crippled because of him?"

This is meant to provoke Zhao Bingjin.

Having made such a great contribution, he doesn't even have his own place and has always been treated like a servant. Would he be content with that?

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Bingjin spoke without the slightest hesitation: "Zhao Pengshu wields considerable influence here. How many of you are there?"

"Just me, Tae-sik, and you."

"this..."

All that enthusiasm was instantly extinguished by a bucket of cold water...

Brother!

Are you kidding me?

With only three people, you can't even get a table full of mahjong players. What can you do with that?

"Don't worry..."

Anyone with eyes could see what he was thinking; how could Ding Xin not see it?

"You should know Tae-sik's strength. As for me, you'll know. Here, let me show you a few people first..."