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

Then came the second course, the third course...

"Wow!"

The entire casino erupted in chaos.

The gamblers all stood up and fled towards the hidden door behind the Buddha statue...

It's their instinct!

It was obvious something had happened; they were very familiar with this kind of situation.

Unfortunately, there were too many people and the door was too small. In the chaos, only a few people managed to escape.

Everyone else was pressed against each other at the doorway, unable to move.

Just then, at the main entrance.

"Damn it! Quiet!"

A furious roar echoed throughout the casino.

The gamblers who were still desperately trying to escape froze, instinctively turning their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.

They saw a fierce-looking, burly man staring at them with an unfriendly expression.

The next moment, the burly man stepped aside, making way for the door behind him.

Outside the door, it was pitch black.

The next second, everyone's breath caught in their throats.

A haughty white figure appeared before their eyes.

The man was strong and handsome, with a face full of arrogance and defiance.

With a slight smile on his lips, he embraced a delicate beauty and strode in with arrogant steps.

Following behind him was a group of menacing thugs in suits.

"Wow, that's quite unique!"

Ding Xin looked around with great interest.

The bright red solid wood pillars, the gilded Buddha statue, and the flickering candlelight on the surrounding walls create an atmosphere of mystery and solemnity in this Buddhist temple.

Unfortunately, the solemn atmosphere was ruined by the piles of scattered playing cards and gambling paraphernalia on the ground.

Ding Xin glanced at the gamblers not far away.

shook his head.

These bastards really aren't afraid of getting their comeuppance...

Sighed slightly.

Ding Xin released his grip, straightened his collar, and led the group of people slowly to the Buddha statue.

I picked up an incense stick, lit it, and offered it with sincere respect.

Regardless of the circumstances, we should still maintain a sense of awe.

He's traveled through time, so you have to believe it whether you want to or not!

Also, it's good to give a heads-up beforehand and apologize for what's about to happen.

The gamblers standing by were somewhat bewildered by this scene.

What the hell is going on?

After offering incense, Ding Xin casually pulled up a chair and sat down.

He looked at the group of gamblers who were standing there dumbfounded, and beckoned to one of them.

That person was the thug who ran away from the door earlier.

The thug shuddered and instinctively shrank back.

"Xiba!"

Anhemao's eyes widened. He strode up to the thug, grabbed him by the collar, and roughly dragged him to Ding Xin.

"Your Majesty!"

Anhemao kicked him, and the thug's legs went weak, and he knelt down straight down.

Ding Xin looked down at him and said calmly, "Where's your boss?"

"have no idea..."

The thug's eyes darted around.

"I do not know?"

Ding Xin smiled and nodded, then raised his foot to step on the man's head, flicked his trouser leg, and said, "I'll give you one more chance to organize your thoughts."

The thug trembled, but dared not move an inch.

"I...I really don't know..."

His voice was already trembling with sobs.

He was just a doorman; he came in early just to remind the loan sharks to collect their money.

How would he know where the boss is?

He's not even close to being in that position...

Ding Xin tilted his head, looked at the thug's aggrieved expression, and instantly lost interest.

They're so cowardly, there's no sense of accomplishment in bullying them.

Ding Xin had lost interest, but he didn't know how much his actions had affected Wu Xiuyan.

This was the first time she had ever seen Ding Xin face the enemy.

Arrogant, domineering, and overbearing.

how to say?

He's so handsome!

at this time.

Outside the main gate, a series of clattering footsteps could be heard.

The sound grew louder and closer.

Then, a group of thugs rushed in, wielding metal baseball bats and looking menacing.

The man in the lead had a fierce face, a thick beard, and a physique that was no less imposing than Anhemao's.

"Ok?"

At first glance, he was taken aback by the group of suit-clad thugs from the Faith Faction.

After a moment of stunned silence, he noticed the alluring woman standing there gracefully. His eyes narrowed, and he blurted out, "President Wu Xiuyan?"

Wu Xiuyan didn't say anything, but just leaned closer to Ding Xin.

Following his movement, the gang leader fixed his gaze on Ding Xin.

Seeing Ding Xin's arrogant manner as he trampled the thug, a flash of violence crossed his eyes, and he roared, "Who are you? What do you want?"

"Everyone's asking me who I am. Am I that unknown?"

Ding Xin let out an angry shout.

He lightly kicked the thug aside, then turned to Wu Xiuyan and asked, "Which of the Yang brothers is he?"

"neither."

Wu Xiuyan shook her head and explained in a sweet voice, "His name is Zhao Haidao, and he is a minor leader under the Yang brothers."

"The little boss..."

Ding Xin shook his head, losing interest once again.

I thought the Yang brothers would come over after receiving the news.

Given his current status, it would be beneath him to go up against a minor leader of the Fuqing faction.

But it's understandable.

Just like himself, he handed over the management of his businesses to his subordinates, and he didn't usually stay there himself.

Ding Xin's arrogant attitude infuriated Zhao Haidao, who was standing nearby.

His face flushed red, and he shouted angrily, "Damn it! I asked you who you are, are you fucking deaf?"

"ah!"

Before Ding Xin could speak, An Hemao had already lost control.

His eyes widened, his face contorted with rage, as he stared intently at Zhao Haidao.

"Damn it! Are you tired of living? Can't you speak properly? Believe me or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Having said that, he clenched his fists, veins bulging all over his body, looking as if he were ready to tear it apart at the slightest provocation...