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

As for Ding Xin's underlings, they didn't feel anything; they were already used to it.

"President Ding...President Ding, please stop hitting me! I'll agree to anything you ask if you'll spare me!"

Zhao Haidao pleaded desperately.

"Anything is fine?"

Ding Xin looked amused.

Zhao Haidao swallowed hard and said cautiously, "Yes...yes."

"Then I'll send you to kill those two bastards surnamed Yang. Do you dare?"

Ding Xin spoke, his eyes unreadable.

"I dare! I'll definitely kill them!"

Zhao Haidao agreed without hesitation.

"Snapped!"

"President Ding... President Ding, why...?"

Zhao Haidao covered his face, looking at Ding Xin with a wronged expression and full of confusion.

"Do you fucking think I'm stupid? You agreed so readily, do you dare say you have nothing to hide?"

"I..."

Ding Xin chuckled and lit another cigarette, putting it in his mouth.

This simple action startled Zhao Haidao, who was still throbbing from the cigarette burn.

Ding Xin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and pondered for a moment.

He then spoke calmly to Zhao Haidao, saying, "Contact those two bastards surnamed Yang and tell them to come over now."

"this..."

Zhao Haidao hesitated, his expression uncertain.

next moment.

Seeing Ding Xin's displeased expression, he quickly put on a mournful face and explained, "President Ding, please don't be angry. It's not that I'm unwilling to cooperate."

"The two brothers have already left South Korea, and we don't know when they'll be back. Contacting them now is pointless..."

His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, until finally it was so soft that even he could barely hear it himself.

He looked nervous.

I'm starting to hate those two brothers so much!

Are these two crazy? Why would they offend the Faith Faction for such a small amount of property?

"Then there's no use keeping you around. Farewell."

This time, Ding Xin's calm tone was devoid of any warmth.

"Anhemao!"

"yes, Sir!"

"Wait! Wait! President Ding!"

Zhao Haidao's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly shouted, "I have money! I bought my life with money!"

Ok?

Ding Xin perked up at the mention of money.

Whether I kill him or not doesn't really matter...

Judging from his arrogant demeanor, he doesn't seem like a loyal person. Who knows, he might even trick those two bastards.

"Really? How much do you think your life is worth?"

Seeing that Ding Xin was somewhat interested, Zhao Haidao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was willing to talk, that was good.

"Ten billion! I'll spend ten billion to buy my own life!"

"not enough."

Zhao Haidao pleaded, "Fifteen billion! President Ding, this is really all I have..."

Ding Xin didn't speak, but just stared straight at him.

Just as Zhao Haidao was on the verge of collapse, Ding Xin spoke up.

"can."

He paused, then added, "I need cash. You stay here, and I'll send someone to get it. You have half an hour!"

"But it's so late..."

Zhao Haidao wanted to explain, but was scared off by Ding Xin's cold glare.

He knew this was his last chance.

He also suspected that Ding Xin might be lying to him, and that even if he took out the money, he would still die.

But he had no other choice.

Because he knew that if he couldn't come up with the money, he wouldn't survive.

One is possible, the other is certain.

All I can say is that he hasn't lived enough yet; even if there's only a sliver of hope, he'll fight for it.

How to do?

Where are they going to raise 1.5 billion so late, with only half an hour left...?

Ding Xin wasn't in a hurry to urge him; he just smoked a cigarette while leisurely observing Ding Xin's anxious expression.

The answer is actually right here.

Don't forget where you are.

As expected, Zhao Haidao's tightly furrowed brows soon relaxed.

Clearly, he had come up with a solution.

"President Ding, I'd like to go over there for a bit..."

Zhao Haidao pointed to the gamblers huddled together in the distance and made a cautious request.

"can."

Ding Xin nodded slightly.

He gestured to Ankhmao with his eyes to let go of his hand.

In just a short while, Zhao Haidao was almost bald.

Upon regaining his freedom, Zhao Haidao first offered a fawning thank you, and then walked towards the group of gamblers.

Or rather, it's heading towards certain gamblers.

A short while later, a quarrel broke out among the gamblers.

However, it didn't last long.

When Zhao Haidao returned, he was carrying several large travel bags.

It looks rather heavy.

"President Ding, the money is all here, it should be around 1.7 billion. Would you like to count it?"

Wow, that's pretty efficient!

Ding Xin ignored him and directly told An Hemao to call over the person who had just argued with Zhao Haidao.

...

Looking at the uneasy group of people in front of him.

Ding Xin was delighted.

One of them even looked like Ding Qing, with a resemblance of about 60-70%, a face that looked like it was straight out of a drama.

However, the two are very different in temperament.

This is fun.

"Is this money yours?" Ding Xin asked with a smile.

Several people nodded in unison.

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; I'm the most fair person!"

Ding Xin pretended to consider it for a while.

Then, pointing at Zhao Haidao, he instructed his henchman, "Go find some paper and have this bastard write an IOU for his friends!"

The voice just fell.

The uneasy group exchanged glances instinctively.