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

A dozen or so iron hooks and machetes of varying lengths were hanging from the roof beams...

There was a large table in the corner with a big piece of meat on it.

The shape is strange!

But it should be quite fresh.

It's still bleeding...

I didn't see any mutants.

Ding Xin turned his head and glanced at the two women who had followed him.

Not bad!

That's pretty bold!

Ding Xin gestured to them, telling them to wait outside and not to go in yet.

Subsequently.

Ding Xin tentatively pushed open the door.

It wasn't locked.

It was pushed away in an instant.

Ding Xin tiptoed inside.

next moment.

A nauseating stench assaulted his nostrils...

Chapter 231 Hospitalization and Inquiry

It fucking stinks!

It looks like it's mixed up with dead salted fish and stinking ditches.

Ding Xin had never smelled such a stench in his two lifetimes combined.

I shook my head, which was feeling a little dizzy.

Hold your breath.

Ding Xin walked towards the room next to the living room...

Looking at the two mutants lying on the bed, fast asleep.

Ding Xin did not hesitate.

With a swift movement, the knife fell silently.

With his mind set on the enemy and the element of surprise, Ding Xin found dealing with these mutants truly effortless.

The progress is very fast.

Ding Xin was responsible for dealing with the mutants in the cabin, while Jin Xi Ya and Jessica were responsible for searching for survivors inside...

One building after another...

Their group had an easy time, but the other two groups didn't have it so easy.

As Ding Xin cleared the fifth wooden house, gunshots rang out from the other two groups.

Then, the whole town erupted in excitement...

of course.

This includes Ding Xin's side as well.

They cleanly and efficiently eliminated the mutants in the fifth house.

Ding Xin had just stepped out of the room.

Then they saw five mutants carrying machetes running out of the remaining two wooden houses.

We were face to face.

The five mutants were clearly taken aback for a moment.

Then they revealed a cruel smile, swung their machetes, and rushed towards Ding Xin.

Obviously.

They overestimated themselves and underestimated Ding Xin.

In just one encounter, the two mutants lost their heads.

Three seconds later.

The remaining three were also completely dead.

It's that easy!

Without geographical advantages, without a numerical advantage, and without a weapons advantage...

Meeting Ding Xin is like being delivered to someone's doorstep!

At that moment, Kim Hee-ah and Jessica helped a survivor out of one of the wooden houses.

It's Nina, the girl with glasses.

This girl was lucky; she's still alive and well.

His eyes were unfocused, as if he had suffered some great blow.

Ding Xin ignored her.

After exchanging a few words with the two women, he headed off alone towards the other two groups.

The eastern side has now been cleared out.

It's relatively safe.

Both women were armed, so there was no need to worry too much.

So Ding Xin readily went to support the other two groups.

of course.

This is also because Ding Xin's anger had not been fully released.

more specifically.

They haven't killed enough yet...

......

The next day.

New York, state hospital.

In the ward.

A police officer in uniform.

Holding a notebook in one hand, with a stern face, she questioned the man on the bed.

Ask questions and take notes.

"Mr. Ding Xin, what is the purpose of your visit to America this time?"

"Discussing business, visiting my girlfriend..."

"So how did you discover that David Smith had a problem?"

"David Smith?"

This time, Ding Xin didn't rush to answer, but instead asked the first question: "Is it that brown-bearded man?"

"Yes!"

The police officer confirmed it.

"Eye contact, behavior, hostility!"

Ding Xin feigned recollection, saying, "When chaos erupted at the camp, he was the only one who seemed indifferent, and he was even inexplicably laughing..."

"Is that why?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"All right..."

The officer nodded and continued, "Mr. Ding, where did you get your firearms?"

This problem was anticipated.

Ding Xin answered without hesitation, "I took it from David Smith when I was subduing him."

"And what about the later submachine guns? How do you explain that?"

"The backpack belongs to David Smith; I was just taking it out of there..."

"Forehead..."