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

In the blink of an eye, Ding Xin also used the versatile move of diving and dodging to avoid the attack, while simultaneously delivering a equally tricky uppercut that struck Ma Xidao hard in the ribs.

Ma Xidao staggered back four or five meters, pressing his hands against his ribs for a long time before he could recover.

"You're moving a little too slowly," Ding Xin said jokingly.

"Monitor!"

The plainclothes officers' expressions changed. What was going on? Why hadn't Ma Xidao recovered from what looked like a light punch?

After a while.

Ma Xidao tried pressing the area twice, and after the pain lessened considerably, he continued to grit his teeth and cautiously approach Ding Xin. He was already hesitant.

Unfortunately, this time it was Ding Xin's turn.

After three consecutive jabs, Ding Xin regained his balance and delivered a powerful punch that blasted away Ma Xidao's blocking arm. He then followed up with two large swing punches, attacking from the left and right.

Despite the cushioning effect of the protective gear, Ma Sik-tao immediately collapsed after suffering a severe head injury and lay motionless on the ground.

Everyone else around the boxing ring fell silent.

It's too fast.

The gap between the two sides is unbelievably large.

The next second, the plainclothes officers, realizing what was happening, rushed onto the boxing ring to check on Ma Sik-tao's condition.

this moment.

The myth of Ma Sik Road collapsed.

...

who am I?

where am I?

Oh...

My name is Ma Xidao.

I am a violent detective.

I am the most powerful man in the entire Jinchuan Police Station.

I lost...

Chapter 37 Gari Cave, Who Else But Me?

Is Ma Sidao strong?

Very strong.

After several tests, Ding Xin gained a general understanding of his strength.

Ma Sik-tao's overall physical fitness is probably between 16 and 18, which is already considered superhuman by ordinary people.

Furthermore, Ding Xin believed that his boxing skills were at least ten years' worth of experience.

Unfortunately, he encountered Ding Xin.

His overall physical fitness score of 20 was far superior to his.

He has countless experiences in fighting techniques in his mind. If you take out just one LV4 boxing skill, he is no less than him. How can he fight?

It was already a miracle that he could stand up after Ding Xin struck him in the ribs.

Watching those plainclothes officers on the stage doing useless work.

Ding Xin casually tossed his boxing gloves aside, called out twice, and asked the experienced boxer in the gym to check on Ma Dong-seok's condition.

I received a quick reply: mild concussion, temporary fainting, nothing serious.

Nod reassuredly, as long as they weren't killed.

The skills of experienced craftsmen are still trustworthy.

Not long after, Ma Xidao woke up on his own, but he was somewhat silent at this moment.

It makes one wonder if there are any post-traumatic stress disorder symptoms.

But anyone with eyes can see that he was beaten into a state of depression.

Ma Sik-tao's formidable skills are the source of his confidence, making him fearless in the face of any challenge.

But now, reality tells him that there are always people more capable than him, and there's always something beyond his understanding; he just can't accept it right now.

"Detective Ma, stay for lunch."

Ding Xin looked at Ma Xidao, who had returned to normal, and said with a grin, "Sorry about earlier, you were too strong, I couldn't hold back."

Ma Xidao opened his mouth, but said nothing. He just gave Ding Xin a deep look, and then left with the plainclothes officers.

After they had all left, Ding Xin glanced at everyone with a half-smile and shouted, "What the hell are you all standing there for? Keep training!"

"The Faith Faction!" someone in the boxing gym shouted.

"The Faith Faction!" the second person shouted.

Then the third, the fourth...

"The Faith Faction! The Faith Faction! The Faith Faction!"

The boxing gym instantly erupted in excitement; Ding Xin's performance in the ring had been simply too stunning and sharp.

"Big brother!"

Zhang Yishuai's eyes lit up when he looked at Ding Xin.

At this moment, he finally realized that he had made the right choice; Ding Xin was no ordinary person.

"Let your men go up on stage and practice more. If they dare to ruin my reputation in the future, I'll cripple them."

Ding Xin pointed at Zhang Yishuai and said, "Also, from now on, call me President Ding. I'm afraid it will shorten my lifespan if you call me 'Big Brother'."

"Yes, President Ding."

Zhang Yishuai was still grinning foolishly.

...

The news that Ding Xin had defeated Ma Xidao quickly spread throughout the entire Garibong Cave.

Then it swept through the entire Guro and Geumcheon districts with the speed of a hurricane, and there were even rumors in Yeongdeungpo district.

This matter has both advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that his fame has grown, and his influence in the underworld has increased.

The bad thing is that his name was permanently blacklisted by the police, turning him from a greenhorn into a key figure who could potentially become a gangster boss.

Inside the boxing gym.

Ding Xin was listening to An Hemao's report.

Why Ankhmao?

Because Oh Tae-sik went to cram school.

Yes, Oh Tae-sik wanted to go to university; that was his wish, written in that tattered booklet.

These past few days, this guy has been hanging around Ding Xin all the time, and he keeps mentioning his sister, saying that she has been discharged from the hospital and is studying hard to prepare for the exam.

He mentioned that he had promised her he would go to the same university as her.

Bah, so cheap.

She's not his biological sister, yet he acts like everyone knows what he's thinking. Anyway, the matter at Jialifeng Cave was almost settled, so Ding Xin granted his wish.

After hearing the news that An Hemao had inquired about, Ding Xin shrugged indifferently.

Gold always shines; someone as outstanding as me can't be hidden.

As for the issue of being blacklisted, isn't that obvious? Which gangster isn't blacklisted?

Besides, in this South Korean peninsula, apart from these gangsters, how many chaebols or officials aren't on the list?

So, a blacklist is nothing!

"That bastard called again...that bastard..."

Under Anhemao's strange gaze, Ding Xin took out his phone. The ringtone was fucking awesome, and what was even more awesome was that Ding Xin himself had recorded it.

"Hello, this is Ding Xin."

"Alas, it's all just empty fame."

"Oh, your problem is a bit tricky."

"Add more money, what did President Yuan say..."

"Tomorrow at noon? Okay, let's talk when we meet..."

"Where? Zhonghua Restaurant? The place where they recorded your video, right?"

"Okay, we'll talk when we meet."