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

When it comes to wealth, the Xinyi faction certainly can't compete with the Fuqing faction, but this also proves a saying.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes!

If they really fought, they would definitely break the teeth of the Fuqing faction.

After weighing the pros and cons, the Yang brothers decided to put the matter aside for the time being, as there was no need to create any further complications.

...

Garry Peak Boxing Gym.

Ding Xin put his feet on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa, and watched TV. He had moved back from Wu Yanxiu's place a few days ago.

Now that the Fuqing faction has given up, Ding Xin has no need to stay in Jiangnan. As for Wu Xiuyan's attempt to persuade him to stay, he said that he would only visit occasionally.

He came back intending to rest for a few more days. This woman's strength was too extraordinary; she almost single-handedly brought down this little superman.

It must be said that Wu Xiuyan is indeed an exceptionally energetic woman.

During their hand-to-hand combat, he had a feeling that Wu Xiuyan must have some martial arts background.

I later learned that this woman was proficient in yoga, judo, and kendo, and was at a master level in all of them.

Ding Xin suddenly realized why the master-level yoga and judo were so powerful; his waist was almost broken by the clamping.

Thinking of this, Ding Xin smacked his lips.

Looking back, agreeing to collaborate with Oh Soo-yeon was definitely a wise decision.

With Wu Xiuyan's help, Ding Xin's personal assets doubled in just a short time.

Ding Xin won't use this money for the lottery for now; he plans to invest it all in business development until he reaches its maximum potential...

After exchanging shares, the two continued their efforts and jointly invested in a nightclub in Gangnam District. They also planned to invest in and open more than a dozen new venues in Guro District, Geumcheon District, and Yeongdeungpo District.

Of course, most of the money came from Wu Xiuyan; Ding Xin couldn't come up with that much money for the time being.

If Oh Soo-yeon's title of "Queen of the Gender Erosion Industry in Gangnam" originally referred to Gangnam and Seocho districts, then now she can truly be called the Queen of the Gender Erosion Industry south of the Han River.

Ding Xin joked privately that if he continued like this, he would soon become the emperor of the brothel.

Actually, he had considered starting other businesses.

Unfortunately, they either lacked sufficient capital or the necessary background.

Just like in real estate, don't be fooled by how easily he acquired the Peak Gary boutique hotel project. It was only because the project was too small, so small that even construction companies with some background and strength wouldn't bother with it.

Large-scale real estate projects often involve investments of hundreds of billions of yuan, and they also have to withstand the covetous eyes of numerous competitors. He simply doesn't have the ability to get involved...

There are only a few ways to make quick money with little investment. Casinos don't have the channels or the technical talent, and they're unlikely to touch anything addictive.

So after much thought, I decided that running a brothel was a stable business with low investment and quick returns, a good opportunity to accumulate capital...

Chapter 55 The Great Northern Sect, Ding Qing

Yongsan-gu, Seoul.

Inside the billiard hall on the side of the street in the market.

A middle-aged man with a round face was carrying a golf club and circling the table.

He would occasionally bend down and bend over to align his line of sight with the table.

It looks like they're looking for the best spot to play.

But...

"Brother, have you thought this through? Is it really that hard to kick off a game?"

The thin, long-faced man next to him looked helpless.

Damn it, this has only just begun, the game hasn't even started yet, what are you thinking about!

"Hey, you idiot, what do you know? I'm calculating the angle!" the round-faced man said shamelessly.

But he stopped mid-sentence, staring blankly into the distance, stunned.

The thin, long-faced man waved his hand in front of his eyes, but there was no reaction.

I turned my head to look in the direction he was looking.

There's not much there...

The next moment, the round-faced man muttered, "Damn, that girl was really something, her skirt was so short it looked like she wasn't wearing anything at all!"

The thin, long-faced man immediately looked exasperated.

There's something I want to say to my mom, but I don't know if I should.

Oh well, he's my older brother, I'll get used to it.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he deliberately said, "The one you said didn't look good, didn't you see the one in shorts just now? That figure, that face, tsk tsk..."

"Hey, damn it, why didn't you say so sooner? Where is it?"

Upon hearing this, the round-faced man's eyes lit up, and he craned his neck, looking around anxiously.

"left already."

"Hey, which way are you going? Let's catch up..."

The round-faced man dropped his cue and was about to chase after it.

But the thin, long-faced man grabbed him and refused to let him go.

The two of them started tugging at each other in the billiard room without any restraint, which showed that they had a good relationship.

The other guests were disturbed.

But no one stopped them; instead, they all made way for them.

The reason is that these two men are very famous in this area; they are both well-known local gangsters.

The gang to which the two belonged was an undisputed behemoth in the area—the Northern Gate Gang!

Don't let the round-faced man's seemingly unreliable appearance fool you; he's no ordinary person—Ding Qing, a minor leader of a major sect in the north.

The long-faced man was his right-hand man—Li Zicheng.

As they were fooling around, Li Zicheng suddenly seemed to remember something, threw down his cue stick, and stopped playing.

He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a puff when Ding Qing shouted, "Damn it, brother, give me one too."

Li Zicheng, with a stern face, took out a cigarette and lit it for him.

"Hey, damn it, are you playing a face-changing act?" Ding Qing said with a laugh.

She was fine just now, why does her complexion look so bad now?

Just a few days ago, Ding Qing, along with Li Zicheng and a group of his underlings, wiped out another force that was entrenched in the East Gate area, and the territory of the North Gate Sect expanded considerably.

Now is the time to be riding high.

"Big brother..."

After calling out, Li Zicheng hesitated whether to continue speaking.

Seeing this, Ding Qing lightly kicked him and asked in a fierce tone, "Ayi Xi, what's wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Li Zicheng said simply, "Yesterday, the little brats down there said they saw Brother Junxiong leading a group to Dongdaemun."

Ding Qing paused for a moment, then glanced at him: "Are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

Li Zicheng nodded, his expression solemn.

"Xiba."

Ding Qing took a deep drag on his cigarette and sneered, "What does the old man mean? What are you trying to do?"

It's no wonder he was so angry; this wasn't the first time this had happened.

Why?

Ding Qing asked himself honestly, "The Peking University sect has achieved its current prestige. If I can't say I've made the greatest contribution, then I certainly have."

But most of the assets he seized were handed over to Yin Junxiong for management; only the ones Yin Junxiong didn't want were given to him.

Once, twice...

His underlings had been complaining for a while.

Am I, Ding Qing, brainless? In what way am I, Ding Qing, inferior to that Yin Junxiong?

He's the eldest brother, so why shouldn't I be?

What a load of crap!

We, Ding Qing's group, fought tooth and nail, but all the benefits went to Yin Junxiong's group. Why?

Thinking of this, Ding Qing involuntarily turned his gaze to the direction south of the Han River.

After pondering for a while, it seemed as if he had made up his mind.

Ding Qing threw the cigarette butt on his foot and stomped on it hard.

Suddenly, he put his arm around Li Zicheng's neck and said with a smile, "Hey, brother, have I ever told you that I have a little brother?"