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

Mian Zhenghe gritted his teeth so hard they almost broke, but he didn't utter a sound, still staring straight at him.

Since they refuse to cooperate, let's make use of them.

The same thing can be accomplished by changing the method.

Ding Xin smiled slightly and crushed his limbs one by one in the same way.

"Hate me, but what good will it do? You've killed so many people, and I've crippled all four of your limbs. Going back to your hometown is a dead end for you, isn't it?"

Ding Xin's voice was very soft, so soft that he could hardly hear it himself.

Strangely, the others in the basement could hear it clearly.

It is precisely because I understand this that I am terrified!

Mian Zhenghe was already a demon in their eyes, so what about Ding Xin, who seemed even more evil than Mian Zhenghe at this moment?

Sometimes, being alive is actually more painful than being dead...

"Professor Jin, come here for a moment."

Ding Xin beckoned to the side.

Kim Sung-hyun didn't dare to delay and jogged over to him: "What's wrong, President Ding?"

"Go search his arms."

"this..."

Kim Sung-hyun hesitated.

Mian Zhenghe was so scary just now; he was afraid he would be hit like that himself.

"It's alright, he's a cripple anyway, what are you afraid of?" Ding Xin said with a smile.

"OK then."

Kim Sung-hyun gritted his teeth, squatted down, and rummaged through his arms.

He quickly pulled out a business card.

Kim Sung-hyun stared intently, his pupils instantly contracting: "HK Savings Bank - Section Chief Kim Jung-hwan!"

Chapter 90 Aftermath and Conversation

Kim Sung-hyun's expression remained grim after he read the contents of the business card.

All his money was deposited in HK Savings Bank, so of course he knew who Kim Jung-hwan was.

Not only do they know it, they are very familiar with it.

Because this man named Kim Jung-hwan is his family's financial advisor!

If we continue to think about this, why would this consultant want to kill him?

For his money? Or what?

Then, considering that his wife usually managed those financial products, he had some vague guesses.

Seeing Kim Sung-hyun's constantly changing expression, Ding Xin smiled faintly.

To make a living, you have to wear a green hat.

But this green almost cost him his life...

"So, Professor Jin, did you make any progress?" Ding Xin asked jokingly.

"Have!"

Kim Sung-hyun continued to stare intently at the business card in his hand.

"It's fine as long as it's there."

Ding Xin patted him on the shoulder: "I'm leaving this place to you, okay?"

"no problem."

Kim Sung-hyun withdrew his gaze and nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will handle the rest. Thank you so much this time. I will present you with a gift later."

What he meant was that everything was over, and he could handle the rest himself.

As for the thank-you gift...

It's obvious that Kim Tae-won is dead, and his share of the shares...

Ding Xin was determined to win!

"Ah."

Ding Xin hummed in response, said nothing more, and casually looked around.

Apart from Choi Seung-nam, who was tied up, all of Kim Tae-won's group had lost their vitality.

Mian Zhenghe is already a cripple; the only thing he can move is his eyes. If looks could kill, Ding Xin would have died countless times already.

Next, Kim Sung-hyun used his connections to smooth things over and provide a reasonable explanation for the whole incident.

Ding Xin believed he still possessed the ability in this regard...

In other words, it was also a test of him.

...

The next day.

Jialifengdong Hutong.

Inside Wang Laosan's Chinese restaurant.

The mutton in the copper pot was bubbling and simmering, its aroma filling the air. Ding Xin leisurely picked up a piece and savored it.

Unlike his relaxed demeanor, Jin Jiunan and Li Huazi sat opposite him, their backs ramrod straight, not daring to utter a sound.

"You guys should eat too."

Ding Xin took a sip of the infused liquor and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The medicinal wine that Wang Laosan brewed himself was the most potent.

"Hehe, we're not hungry."

Compared to Jin Jiunan's nervousness, Li Huazi was more relaxed. Speaking of which, she had met Ding Xin a few times.

In her opinion, Ding Xin was ruthless, but he was a good person.

It's contradictory, yet also reasonable. It's not just her; in fact, everyone in the entire Garibong Cave thinks so.

Ding Xin pursed his lips and casually said, "Jiu Nan."

"Yes, President Ding." Kim Gu-nam quickly replied.

"Don't be so nervous. What are your plans next?"

Ding Xin picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth.

A little hot.

"us..."

Jin Jiunan looked conflicted.

He didn't know how to answer Ding Xin, or rather, he didn't know where his future lay.

Mian Zhenghe's deal has fallen through, and he definitely won't get his payment.

Although I've found a wife now...

But judging from the situation, it's better to leave her here than to take her back; at least she can make a living here.

Back in my hometown, there's a huge debt waiting for me to pay off.

"Do you want to work for me?" Ding Xin swallowed the mutton in his mouth and asked directly.

"this..."

The couple exchanged a glance, and after a moment, Jin Jiunan cautiously asked, "I wonder what President Ding means?"

He was now full of questions, wondering what Ding Xin was up to.

In his view, Ding Xin was a gang leader and would never lack people to do his bidding.

Moreover, he didn't know what he could do.

He doesn't yet possess the same unwavering decisiveness he displayed in the later stages of the film.

Ding Xin took a sip of his drink and smiled, "I have an idea. I'd like to start a tourism and agency company."

"Tourism and brokerage companies?"

The couple were even more confused.

Ding Xin smiled and nodded, then changed the subject and asked, "Li Huazi, what do you think of the Gari Peak Cave?"

"Gari Peak Cave is quite nice; I really like it here."

Li Huazi answered honestly.