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

"Who is it? What little brother of yours came from?"

"Ayixi, don't worry, cheer up, let's keep playing, you'll find out soon!"

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Garry Peak Boxing Gym.

Two strange men were in Ding Xin's office today.

One of them, with a round face, rough features, and short hair, was sitting comfortably on the sofa.

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, a smile playing on his lips, and his legs crossed, swinging back and forth, looking nonchalant and cynical.

The other one stood behind him, dressed in a sharp suit; he was fairly square-looking.

He had a long, thin face with sharp features, but his overall demeanor carried a hint of gloom.

At that moment, something had happened that made his expression quite interesting.

Lee Ja-sung was almost speechless with astonishment.

He never imagined that the "little brother" Ding Qing was talking about was actually Ding Xin, the powerful and influential leader of the Xinyi faction in Jialifeng Cave!

Such crucial intelligence, and he, Ding Qing's right-hand man, had been completely unaware of it.

Brother, you've changed. You don't love me anymore...

the other side.

Anhom also found it amazing at this moment.

His own boss always teased him about his twin relatives, but he never expected that his own boss also had a relative who was involved in a gang in Seoul.

Moreover, he was Ding Qing, a minor leader of the famous Northern Sect, located north of the Han River!

The North Gate gang has been developing very strongly in recent years, and it is likely to rank among the top gangs in Seoul!

Being ranked among the top in Seoul means that, even across the entire South Korean peninsula, the North Korean faction firmly holds its position at the top of the gang pyramid...

Ding Xin leaned back in his office chair, staring blankly at the desk, lost in thought.

He is currently conducting self-examination and self-reflection.

Having been in this world for so long, I haven't even thought about paying attention to the gangs in Seoul, and have always kept my sights limited to the Guro district.

Ding Qing? He knew him all too well in his past life!

The elevator god, a loyal and righteous big brother, is simply the pinnacle of gangster bosses.

They suddenly came over to claim kinship with him, leaving Ding Xin completely bewildered.

I tried to carefully organize the original owner's memory bank.

Sure enough, he found some things about Ding Qing, but those memories were from more than ten years ago and had become very blurry. No wonder he didn't pay attention to them back then.

In fact, Ding Qing was right; the two were indeed relatives and quite close.

They share the same ancestor, and although they are eight years apart in age, they are brothers of the same generation. When they were young, Ding Qing often played with this younger brother of the original owner.

However, ever since Ding Qing left Lishui City to make his own way in the world more than a decade ago, the original owner of this body has never seen him again, nor has she heard any news about him.

This also explains why, after arriving in Seoul, the original owner did not join the North Gate Sect but instead joined the Viper Sect.

The original owner had no idea that Ding Qing was in Seoul.

"so..."

Ding Xin pointed to a bag of soy-marinated crab on the table and said rudely, "Is this the kind of thing you bring to visit your long-lost relative?"

Yes, it's vacuum-packed, and the production date is quite recent.

Ding Qing was displeased upon hearing this and shouted indignantly, "Hey, you little rascal, this is the taste of home, home!"

Li Zicheng, standing behind him, silently lowered his head, choosing to ignore the situation.

"Shame on you!"

Ding Xin was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

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Chapter 56 Lamb Hotpot

Wang Laosan Chinese Restaurant in Jialifeng Hutong.

The mutton slices bubbling in the copper pot emitted a rich aroma, and Ding Qing and Li Zicheng each had a bottle of liquor in front of them.

Ding Xin followed the same old routine, with a pot of aged health-preserving wine in front of him.

As for Ankhmao, he doesn't drink and drive.

This Chinese restaurant is doing better and better.

It might also be because it's summer.

The beautiful Li Huazi was wearing a white shirt with green checks. Her neckline was very low, and her private parts were occasionally revealed, making a group of grown men unable to take their eyes off her.

Especially Ding Qing, that idiot, his eyes never left Li Huazi from the moment he entered the door, they kept darting around.

Ding Xin glanced at him, and was furious at his rude appearance.

He strongly suspected that this idiot was just there to freeload. It was almost five o'clock when they arrived at the boxing gym, and as soon as they sat down, this bastard Ding Qing started complaining about being hungry and wanting to eat...

If it weren't for the fact that he was his relative, Ding Xin would have kicked him out long ago. What a piece of trash.

"Aish, snap out of it!"

Ding Xin tapped the wine bottle in front of Ding Qing with his chopsticks.

"Huh? Oh."

Ding Qing touched the corner of his mouth, raised an eyebrow, and said with a slightly lewd tone, "This place is pretty good, even the waiters in a small, run-down shop are so energetic?"

Lee Ja-sung lowered his eyes, his cheeks twitching slightly.

It's usually fine when it's just family together, but now I feel like my older brother is really embarrassing me.

"Don't act like you've never seen a woman before. You're supposed to be a big shot from a prestigious Peking University!"

Ding Xin picked up a piece of mutton; ouch, it was a little hot.

"Who do you think I am, big brother..."

Ding Qing raised his glass, a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said, "I'm just a fucking thug!"

Hmm? There's a hidden meaning in those words?

Ding Xin raised an eyebrow but didn't respond. He simply blew on the mutton on his chopsticks, waited for it to cool down slightly, and then swallowed it whole. It was delicious.

"When did you come to Seoul, kid? How are your old neighbors doing?"

Ding Qing didn't continue the conversation, but instead finished his drink in one gulp and changed the subject.

"Around this time last year, I think."

Ding Xin also picked up his wine glass and took a small sip: "They're just like that, pretty much the same as before, living in a lousy place. If they could live well, why would we two brothers come to Seoul?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Qing nodded subconsciously: "That's true."

"By the way, when did you find out I was in Seoul?" Ding Xin asked, glancing at him.

"Back when that Black Dragon Faction was causing trouble everywhere."

Ding Qing took out a cigarette, lit it, and then seemed to start talking non-stop.

"Back then, your name was all over Seoul. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence that we shared the same name."

Then you suddenly came back and took care of Zhang Qian, so as colleagues, we naturally started paying close attention to you.

I learned through some connections that you were from Lishui, and since your age matched, I guessed it was most likely you.

Seeing you today, I'm finally certain: although you've changed a lot since you were little, your eyebrows and eyes haven't changed much.

Ding Xin nodded, "That should be it."

"Knowing it was me, why didn't you come looking for me sooner?"

Ding Xin raised an eyebrow and said jokingly, "It would be good if my little brother could benefit from the glory of your great sect sooner."

After he finished speaking, everyone thought Ding Qing was going to throw a tantrum again, but to everyone's surprise, he fell silent.

After a long pause, he explained, "It's not that I didn't want to come find you sooner, but I've really been busy lately and haven't been able to get away."

Besides, you've become a gang leader in no time. I can't possibly ask you to give up your leadership role and become my underling, can I?

Ding Qing's gaze appeared very sincere.

Actually, there was another crucial reason he didn't mention.

The little brat who used to follow me around since I was a kid has all become big bosses, while I'm still stuck in this pathetic state. I'm just too ashamed to come to Ding Xin for help.

"You can be my little brother too," Ding Xin joked.

"Hey, you idiot, you have no manners."

Ding Qing made a move to strike, but suddenly stopped, raised his wine cup, and gestured for Ding Xin to clink glasses.