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

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Ma Xidao's voice came through again: "We'll talk about it later. If there's nothing else, let's leave it at that."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Ding Xin raised an eyebrow. His attitude had improved a lot. It seemed that he had indeed become much more obedient after being beaten up, and he no longer had that arrogant attitude of "the world is big and I am the biggest".

In the past, Ma Sik-tao would definitely have become irritable.

They were shouting things like, "This is the police's business, you gangster brat, just mind your own business," and "Not causing trouble is helping."

After teasing Ma Xidao, Ding Xin put away his phone.

The next moment, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head and asked, "Anhemao, have you found a place to stay?"

Ahn Hyuk-moo came from Gangwon Province. He was in a really bad situation before and didn't even have a place to live.

After joining the Faith Faction, he lived in the boxing gym. Recently, he was rewarded with a large sum of money by Ding Xin for his good performance, and then he has been looking for a house.

"We've found it, and we moved in the day before yesterday."

"where?"

"It's located in Jiangshan Apartment, and the environment is quite nice."

"Ah."

Since he'd found him, Ding Xin changed the subject, saying, "By the way, what was the name of that relative who looks exactly like you?"

"Big brother, it's Jiang Dongzhe."

"Yes, remember to introduce Dong Zhe to me another day, I want to eat fish."

"Okay, big brother."

Ding Xin nodded. Since they both looked like Ma Xidao, getting to know each other might bring unexpected surprises...

Chapter 45 Plum Blossom

Dark as ink.

As time went by, the once bustling and noisy Jialifeng Hutong gradually became deserted.

Most of the street vendors who had been busy all day had packed up and gone home.

Only a small number of small businesses and pubs lingered, reluctant to close due to the presence of customers...

One of the Chinese restaurants finally saw off its last group of customers, and Wang Laosan, who had been busy in the kitchen all day, finally had some free time.

He took off his apron, went outside, and lit a cigarette.

Looking at the children diligently clearing away the dishes in the restaurant, he sighed.

The child's name is Wang Wu, and he is Wang Laosan's grandson.

Wang Laosan's son died young, and his daughter-in-law ran away because she disliked Xiao Wangwu, who was a burden to her.

Fortunately, Wang Wu was sensible from a young age and never caused Wang Laosan any trouble.

But it was precisely because of this understanding that Wang Laosan felt even more sorry for her.

Lost in his memories, Wang Laosan was unaware that a slender figure had silently approached him.

"Grandpa, please help me!"

The sudden tug jolted Wang Laosan out of his reverie.

He looked closely and saw a ragged figure kneeling in front of him, its hands gripping his arms tightly.

"What's going on? Young lady, please stand up and speak."

Although the lighting inside the alley was rather dim, the light emanating from the building still allowed one to vaguely discern that it was a woman.

"Old man, please save me! I really can't let him take me back; he'll beat me to death..."

The woman knelt on the ground, pleading desperately.

Wang Laosan felt a chill run down his spine. The woman was speaking Chinese, and he immediately made a guess.

"Hey, young lady, don't rush. Let's go inside and talk about it there."

Seeing that some people around had heard the noise and started to come out to check the situation, Wang Laosan quickly helped her up and led her into the shop.

"Wang Wu, go get me a glass of water."

After entering the house, Wang Laosan gave an order, telling the woman to sit down first, and then turned around to lock the shop door.

The child responded. Although he was a little curious about who this woman was, he always listened to his grandfather.

Soon, Wang Wu brought over the warm water, which the woman took while sobbing and said thank you.

Only then did the grandfather and grandson get a clear look at the woman.

She had a voluptuous figure with curves, and her face was bruised and swollen, but even so, her good looks were still evident.

She's not exactly young, but she's definitely not old either; she looks to be around thirty.

"Girl, drink some water first, and then we can talk slowly. Don't worry, no one will come here now," Wang Laosan comforted her.

The woman nodded, picked up the water glass, and quickly gulped down the entire glass of water, clearly indicating how thirsty she was.

Wang Wu took the empty cup and turned around to refill it.

The woman took it, said thank you again, then composed herself and began to recount her ordeal.

The woman's name was Li Huazi. She came from her hometown across the sea to work and earn money. She had previously worked at a seafood store.

But the seafood shop owner had a bad temper and treated her like a slave.

Because her wages were constantly being withheld and she wasn't fluent in Korean, she had no choice but to keep enduring the situation silently.

But tonight, the seafood shop owner went crazy again and grabbed a knife, saying he was going to kill her.

She was terrified and slipped away when he wasn't looking.

Because she had overheard a guest mention that Jialifeng Hutong was the territory of her hometown people, she inquired her way here.

After hearing this, Wang Laosan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it didn't escape from those snakeheads, otherwise even if he was kind-hearted, he wouldn't dare to interfere.

Actually, this kind of thing is very common with women; many foreigners cross the ocean in various ways.

Most of them are looking for work to earn money, but due to various restrictions, they cannot openly look for jobs.

They are easily coerced by some malicious people.

Putting aside everything else, there are many people like this in Jialifeng Hutong alone.

They came here to make a living because they couldn't make a living anywhere else.

"So, young lady, what are your plans for the next step?" Old Wang asked softly.

"I...I don't know either," Li Huazi sobbed.

She had already exhausted all her little tricks by this point.

Having stumbled and struggled through my broken Korean to get here, and then carefully vetting my options before finally turning to this kind-looking old man for help...

She has done her best.

Fortunately, my luck wasn't too bad.

Whether it's the elderly or the teenagers in this shop, they all seem to be kind people.

"Why don't you go back to your hometown? I know a detective here, and he can help you get deported. What do you think?"

Wang Laosan made a suggestion, which was also the only feasible solution to return to his hometown.

This woman clearly had no money on her; she couldn't possibly smuggle herself back home.

"I...I can't go back like this, old man. Do you need any help at your shop?"

After a pause, Li Huazi said timidly, "I'm very quick and efficient; I can do a lot of things."

Wang Laosan sighed inwardly.

Having been through it all, he understood women's thoughts. If they could make a living back home, why would they come all the way across the ocean to work?

Who knows, this girl might have even gone bankrupt to come here.

After a moment, Wang Laosan softened: "You know how to chop vegetables, right?"

Li Huazi perked up and quickly replied, "Yes, yes, I can cook some home-style dishes too."

Wang Laosan nodded and said softly, "Then stay for now. There are empty rooms upstairs. I'll go and tidy them up for you."

It's been agreed beforehand that room and board are included, but the salary will definitely not be high.

Li Huazi quickly stood up, bowed, and expressed her gratitude repeatedly.

For her, the most important thing now is to settle down, have food and shelter, and accept a lower salary or even no salary at all.

Wang Laosan told her to go to the kitchen and find something to eat, then took Wang Wu upstairs to tidy up the room.

And so, another illegal immigrant joined the ranks of those trying to make a living in Jialifeng Alley.

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