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

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xin shifted to a more comfortable position.

My legs are a little numb from talking on the phone for so long.

The person he spoke to on the phone was an intelligence provider for the Gari Peak Cave.

Two guys nicknamed Gasoline and Cooking Oil.

Although Ding Xin was not in Seoul during this period, he did not stop his troublemaking activities.

Through these two intelligence brokers, they stirred up trouble in the Gari Peak Cave.

Is there a mastermind behind this?

Everything went very smoothly.

Many of the rumors circulating on the streets were spread by him.

The reasons why the Black Dragon Sect had been searching for him, the truth behind An Chengtai's murder, the origins of Zhang Qian and his group, and Du Chengyu's cuckoldry, etc...

These messages may seem surprising at first glance, but they are all based on some clues.

The two intelligence brokers made a fortune as a result, and their cooperation with Ding Xin became increasingly close.

Based on the principle of mutual benefit, they have always fulfilled Ding Xin's requests without fail.

Every few days, they would report on the activities of Zhang Qian's trio and Du Chengyu, and so on...

It can be said that although Ding Xin was not in the Gari Peak Cave, nothing that happened there could escape his ears.

In addition, Ding Xin also instructed them to pay special attention to the small gangs that had recently been broken up.

Although Zhang Qian had taken over many of them, there were still some tough guys who refused to submit to him and preferred to lie low rather than follow his corrupt ways.

These people, now that they no longer had a gang, hated Zhang Qian intensely.

In short: People's hearts can be won over!

Given Ding Xin's current reputation, if he were to return to the Gari Peak Cave and arrange a meeting with them, the possibilities would be immense...

Chapter 15 The Garry Cave is out of control

the next day.

Having already made arrangements for the matter, Ding Xin did not linger any longer.

After waving goodbye to his sister-in-law and the others, Ding Xin got into the back seat of the car.

The relaxed smile on his face faded slightly.

Looking quietly at the departing group through the rearview mirror, his gaze gradually deepened.

After a long while, he said softly, "Let's go."

"Yes.

Wu Taizhi obediently drove; after his release from prison, he worked at an auto repair shop and had long since learned to drive.

Ding Xin pondered for a moment, then took out his phone and dialed the number for gasoline.

After a few busy tones, the call was connected.

Surprisingly, it wasn't the familiar sound of gasoline that came from the other end, but a slightly irritable baritone voice: "Damn it, are you Ding Xin?"

Ding Xin rubbed his temples, pondered for a moment, and guessed, "Are you Detective Ma?"

In his memory, the only person who was so irritable was Ma Xidao.

"It's me, where are you?"

Ma Xidao asked over the phone, his voice sounding somewhat urgent.

"I'm on my way back to Seoul."

Ding Xin said calmly, guessing that Ma Daoxi probably knew he was going back today and deliberately blocked the way with gasoline.

"Hey, damn it, why did you come back?"

Ma Sik-tao's already irritable voice instantly rose eight octaves.

He knew what Ding Xin was planning; word had already spread, otherwise he wouldn't have ambushed this intelligence broker today.

This kid's reputation is so great now; all the gangsters in the area are waiting to see him perform.

The more he thought about it, the more his head ached.

The Jiulao District is already chaotic enough; just how much more trouble are these bastards going to cause him?

In the case of An Chengtai's dismemberment, Zhang Yishuai's territory was seized, and Huang Chunzhi's henchman had one of his hands cut off.

Furthermore, innocent residents and shops in the Garibong Cave and surrounding areas are constantly being harassed and extorted by gangsters.

The high-ranking officials were practically twisting his boss's face to pieces!

And naturally, he didn't get away with it either; now his face is covered in his boss's spittle...

Remembering his superior's instructions, Ma Xidao's tone softened for once, and he advised, "I know what you're going to do. Since you've left, don't come back. Wouldn't it be better to live a good life outside?"

He paused, then added, "The police will handle your brother's matter!"

Ding Xin smiled, his tone laced with sarcasm: "After all these days, you haven't even found a trace of Zhang Qian. How are you going to solve this?"

"Hey, you bastard, we said we'd handle it, so we'll handle it. If you dare come back, I'll handcuff you!"

As expected, Ma Sik-tao's gentle words were just an illusion.

These words made Ding Xin shake his head helplessly. Sure enough, this guy was even more of a gangster than the gangsters themselves.

Ding Xin pondered for a moment and suggested, "Here's what we'll do, Detective Ma. There are some things that can't be explained over the phone. Let's meet and talk. After we talk, it's up to you whether to arrest or release him."

After a moment of silence, a surprised voice rang out: "What tricks are you trying to pull, kid?"

Ding Xin didn't answer, but said directly, "Three hours later, you can ask about the location with Gasoline. We've already agreed on it, that's all."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

It's obvious that Ma Sik Road on the other side will be furious.

...

the other side.

"Damn it, this kid actually dared to hang up on me!"

Ma Xidao angrily dialed back again, but all he heard was the dial tone indicating the phone was switched off.

"Damn it, this stubborn brat won't listen to any advice."

"What are you looking at? Where are we?"

The innocent gasoline victim: "......"

...

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xin stared out the window, his eyes vacant.

The call with Ma Sik-tao was unexpected, but it gave him new considerations.

Perhaps, many things can be accomplished thanks to Detective Ma?

In Ding Xin's view, Ma Xidao's bandit-like nature far outweighed his policemanship.

This also means that he is destined not to be a conventional person.

...

Three hours later.

A teahouse near the Jinchuan Police Station.

In the box.

Ma Xidao and Ding Xin sat facing each other.

The atmosphere was somewhat tense, and neither of them spoke.

Ma Xidao narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the "celebrity" of the Garibong Cave in front of him.

How come I never noticed before that this kid was such a troublemaker?

To be honest, Ma Xidao considered himself to be somewhat familiar with Ding Xin.

This guy used to drive for An Chengtai, and every time he arranged to meet An Chengtai, he would see Ding Xin.

At that time, I only thought he was handsome, nothing more...

Then, considering that An Chengtai, who was once considered a prominent figure, was dismembered, and that only this kid in front of him in the entire Viper Clan was clamoring to avenge him.

Although he was afraid that Ma Xidao would continue to cause trouble, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him.

With a slight sigh, Ma Xidao asked directly, "What exactly do you want?"

Now that we've met, we're not afraid of this kid running away again. We're going to get to the bottom of this today.

Ding Xin smiled, not giving a direct answer, but instead saying meaningfully, "Brother An Chengtai said you are a good person."

Xiba!