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

No need for further explanation, let the facts speak for themselves.

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In the living room.

Zhao Bingjin stared in disbelief at the three bound men: "Is this Bai Yangji? And... what are they doing here?"

Ding Xin did not respond.

He merely curled the corners of his mouth, squatted down, and slapped Bai Yangji hard across the face again.

"I heard this scumbag named Bai Yangji is one of Zhao Pengshu's low-level henchmen? What's the use of having more of these kinds of trash..."

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Chapter 8 Let's Show Our Loyalty

"Zhao Bingjin?"

The moment Bai Yangji woke up, he thought he was seeing things.

next moment.

He was certain that it really was Zhao Bingjin.

They saw their own people arrive.

Bai Yangji shouted excitedly, "Brother Bingjin, what are you doing here? Did Chairman Zhao send you? Quick... quick, save me!"

"Snapped!"

Did I give you permission to speak?

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

Bai Yangji's cries for help came to an abrupt halt, immediately replaced by apologies.

Ding Xin was far too ruthless...

That really fucking hurt!

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle; if things continue like this, Bai Yangji fears he might really be beaten to death...

He feels extremely wronged right now.

If you're not going to let him speak, why slap him awake when he was perfectly fine before...?

besides...

Everyone's here to do bad things, so why should only he get slapped?

"That bastard was sent by Zhao Pengshu to break into my house in the middle of the night to rob me and even kill me to cover his tracks, but unfortunately for him, he ran into me..."

Ding Xin pointed at Bai Yangji and casually offered an explanation.

Pause for a moment.

Then, changing the subject, he said, "You should know Cui Daobi, right?"

Zhao Bingjin nodded.

A flicker of memory crossed his eyes...

"If it weren't for Zhao Pengshu, Cui Daobi wouldn't have died. In fact, Zhao Pengshu's current status is all thanks to Cui Daobi, isn't it?"

And then what? That bastard Zhao Pengshu not only doesn't know how to be grateful, he also disfigured someone's sister, tried to kill her mother, and seized her property!

If Cui Daobi knew this in the afterlife, he would probably crawl out even as a ghost!

"How could someone like this become a boss? He's a disgrace to us gang members!"

Ding Xin spoke at length in one breath.

After saying that, he spat angrily to show his contempt.

...

Zhao Bingjin listened to the entire passage with a complicated expression.

The man in front of me is right; Zhao Pengshu is both insidious and despicable.

Originally, Cui Daobi and Wu Taizhi had no conflict. If it weren't for Zhao Pengshu's instigation and provocation, there might never have been that street fight.

if that's the case.

Perhaps Brother Cui Daobi didn't actually die...

I wouldn't be crippled like I am now, with a limp.

and...

Most of what Zhao Pengshu owns now was won by Brother Cui Daobi!

If anyone is to inherit, it should be themselves!

But that shameless Zhao Pengshu not only took everything from his elder brother, but also looked down on him because he had a limp...

Driver! Driver!

Am I only fit to drive for him?

Ten years! A full ten years!

That damned Zhao Pengshu, he only treated him like a dog!

Think of this.

Zhao Bingjin's face turned bright red, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "What should I do?"

There is nothing to hesitate about.

It's done!

He didn't want to live such a pathetic life anymore.

"Very good, that's the attitude we're looking for..."

Ding Xin nodded in satisfaction, a strange smile playing on his lips, and said with a smile, "Then let's start by showing our loyalty..."

Say it.

He then handed over a kukri.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Bingzhi's face was grim.

"Killing them or cutting off their hands and feet is fine."

Ding Xin shrugged, looking completely indifferent.

The three bound men turned pale with fright and forgot all about pretending to faint.

Whether it's death or becoming disabled...

They're all terrifying!

"Brother Bingjin, no, no! Please let us go..."

"Brother Bingjin, we'll never do it again..."

"Tae-sik, Tae-sik hyung, please, please forgive me this time, we're brothers..."

Wu Taizhi, standing to the side, had a flicker in his eyes.

Bai Yangji's pleas for mercy awakened his long-buried memories, but that was all in the past.

When did it start?

It all started when he watched helplessly as his right hand was cut off, and when he stormed into the Sunflower Restaurant to kill his mother.

He was no longer his brother!

He's nothing but a beast!

Amidst the pleas for mercy, Zhao Bingjin remained unmoved, hobbling towards the three men with his knife in hand.

However...

He still did not choose to kill the three.

Instead, amidst cries of terror, they severed one tendon in each person's hand and one Achilles tendon.

This is also normal.

In Ding Xin's view, few of these local gangs on the South Korean peninsula could match Zhang Qian's ruthlessness in killing people without hesitation.

After dealing with Bai Yangji and the other two, Zhao Bingjin asked in a trembling voice, "What's the next step?"

now...

He has no way back.

Ding Xin patted him on the shoulder and said softly, "You've followed Zhao Pengshu for so many years, you should be very familiar with his businesses, right?"

Zhao Bingjin nodded, having some guesses in his mind.