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

"me..."

Kim Tae-won was already terrified by his imposing manner and could only stammer, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"never mind."

Mian Zhenghe sneered and suddenly swung his hand axe, smashing it into his face.

Kim Tae-won covered his mouth, staggered back a few steps, bent over, and bright red blood flowed continuously from between his fingers like a spring.

Not far away, Cui Shengnan quickly closed her eyes, not daring to make a sound even when breathing.

Without stopping, Mian Zhenghe slowly raised the axe in his hand and smashed it down hard on the back of his head.

"boom!"

Kim Tae-won collapsed with a thud, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.

"Huh? You've got it upside down?"

Mian Zhenghe looked at the axe in his hand, then squatted down and raised the axe again.

at this time...

"Clap clap clap!"

A sudden burst of applause rang out, and Mian Zhenghe abruptly looked up, following the direction of the sound.

Then a handsome figure swaggered in through the door.

Following closely behind was a group of thugs in sharp suits.

"Ding Xin!"

Mian Zhenghe gritted his teeth and said.

Ding Xin ignored his ferocious expression and instead looked around at himself.

He even covered his nose with a look of disgust.

"It fucking stinks!"

After making a comment, he turned his gaze back to Mian Zhenghe and said with a smile, "Isn't this President Mian? What happened to make you look so miserable?"

As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet.

Having already gone mad with rage, Mian Zhenghe didn't care about anything else and charged directly at Ding Xin with his axe.

The next moment, the axe fell from his hand, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Overcome!

He didn't even care about the unharmed Mian Zhenghe.

Not to mention he's still injured, Ding Xin didn't hold back with this kick.

At this moment, Mian Zhenghe lay on the ground, his face pale and weak, his chest heaving as he exhaled more than he inhaled.

However, his vitality was indeed tenacious, and after a while, he regained some vitality.

Ding Xin strolled leisurely up to him and looked down at him.

With a half-smile, he said, "President Mian, why are you so impulsive? Are you in such a hurry to die?"

"Damn it, you bastards! Your local gangs have absolutely no integrity!"

Mian Zhenghe ignored his teasing.

He just shouted angrily, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance.

How could I not feel wronged?

It was supposed to be a simple business deal, but who knew it would encounter so many twists and turns?

Whether it's Kim Tae-won or Jung Shin, neither of them plays by the rules!

He thought he could profit from both sides and make a fortune, but now it seems like even leaving here alive is a question...

"It's your own fault for breaking your promise. You changed your mind about what we agreed on over the phone. Who can you blame for that?"

Ding Xin shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"Pooh!"

Mian Zhenghe's eyes widened as he glared at him, too angry to speak.

In fact, he had figured it out.

Given the current situation, it is no coincidence that Ding Xin is here.

No wonder he felt something was off about everything...

"Hey, President Mian, do you want to live?"

Ding Xin said with a smile.

He didn't care about Mian Zhenghe's attitude at all. After all, as a grasshopper in autumn, would you care how much he jumps around?

Mian Zhenghe was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Just tell me your conditions."

"It's still about that matter."

Ding Xin pointed to Jin Chengxian behind him: "Who exactly hired you to send someone to kill him?"

He decided to give Mian Zhenghe another chance.

This is also the last chance.

Mian Zhenghe's attitude and behavior will determine the trajectory of his life from now on...

Mian Zhenghe's eyes flickered: "If I tell you, will you let me leave?"

Ding Xin smiled and nodded slightly.

Mian Zhenghe lowered his head, a barely perceptible ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, I have that person's business card, it's in my pocket. I can't move right now, so come and get it yourself."

After saying that, he looked straight up at Ding Xin with a sincere expression: "I hope you will keep your word."

Ding Xin squinted, his smile growing even brighter.

He crouched down and slowly reached his hand into Mian Zhenghe's arms, getting closer and closer.

Sudden.

Mian Zhenghe suddenly drew a short knife from behind and stabbed it straight at Ding Xin.

No one expected this to happen.

The two were so close that no one present had time to warn them.

"Snapped!"

Ding Xin's outstretched right hand instantly changed direction, grabbing Mian Zhenghe's wrist holding the knife and twisting it hard.

"Crack!"

Mian Zhenghe couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, large beads of sweat dripping down his face; his wrist was broken.

"Is it fun?"

Ding Xin smiled knowingly.

As expected, the title "Peerless Orochi" was well-deserved.

Just like in the movies, they are vengeful and unwilling to suffer any loss.

Now, he has finally figured it out completely.

Mian Zhenghe is like a hyena on the grassland, greedy, cunning, and vengeful.

When they go crazy, they leave themselves no room for retreat.

Pity.

In fact, Ding Xin did really want to cooperate with him at first.

With him around, many plans will be much easier to implement, after all, he can be considered a big snakehead who spans both sides.

However, after these two encounters...

It's obvious that Mian Zhenghe is not someone we can work with.

Forget it, I won’t force it.

Ding Xin sighed, his smile vanished, and he slowly stood up, looking down at the man at his feet.

Mian Zhenghe tilted his head back.

He knew he couldn't escape.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with violence, madness, and resentment, but not fear.

It's ruthless!

Ding Xin tilted his head, raised his foot, and stomped down hard.

"Crack!"