At the same time, she suddenly stood up, grabbed his neck, raised him up with one hand, and slammed him down hard!

"boom!"

Mian Zhenghe was immediately dizzy and disoriented from the fall.

The movements were incredibly fast; Mian Zhenghe's gang of henchmen didn't even have time to react.

"Boss Mian!"

"Copy guy!"

"Kill this bastard!"

Realizing what was happening, they all drew their hand axes from their waists, looking fierce as they tried to pounce, but were pushed back by Ding Xin's men.

Inside the restaurant, the atmosphere was lively and bustling.

"Stop the fucking place!"

After a furious roar, the bustling scene in the restaurant suddenly came to a halt.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The owner of the voice stood up unsteadily, touched the blood from his nose, and his cold gaze instantly fixed on Ding Xin.

Ding Xin ignored his gaze and said with a smile, "Aigoo, President Mian, are you hurt? Should I call a doctor for you?"

Neuropathy!

Instantly, these three words appeared in the minds of everyone present.

Even Mian Zhenghe was slightly taken aback. The next moment, his voice was low and deep: "What do you mean?"

Ding Xin smiled slightly, shrugged, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing. I just didn't like you, so I wanted to play around with you."

His attitude was arrogant and overbearing, while his whole being exuded a strong sense of self-confidence.

He just stared straight at Mian Zhenghe, as if to say: What are you standing there for? Come on, continue...

He didn't hold back at all just now.

To be able to stand up as if nothing happened after falling like that, he's really something.

"Have you had enough fun now?"

Mian Zhenghe's face was gloomy.

Ding Xin's underlings didn't think much of it, but Mian Zhenghe's group of brothers were stunned.

Their faces were filled with disbelief.

When did our beloved Mian become so timid?

"Well, let's leave it at that then."

Ding Xin was taken aback at first, then smiled knowingly.

He didn't expect Mian Zhenghe to back down so easily.

Actually, he initially wanted to use strategy to outwit his opponent, and he was looking forward to making a plan, but who knew that Mian Zhenghe would be so uncooperative.

How dare they provoke him? Can Ding Xin tolerate this?

Of course not!

After making my move, I was prepared to kill him outright, but to my surprise, his attitude softened miraculously.

Is this still the Mian Zhenghe he remembers? He wanted to see what this man was up to.

The main reason is that he hasn't had enough fun yet; the behind-the-scenes mastermind style is very exciting.

"go!"

Mian Zhenghe gave Ding Xin a deep look, then limped out of the restaurant.

His brothers looked at each other, and after a moment, they hurriedly followed.

"Hey!"

Kim Sung-hyun reached out as if to say something, but Ding Xin interrupted him directly: "Let him go!"

Seeing that his backer had spoken, he couldn't say anything more, but the confusion in his eyes remained.

what is this?

He really couldn't understand Ding Xin's meaning.

Taking action is understandable, but to let Mian Zhenghe leave so easily...

Is this a bit bad?

Not to mention him, even Jin Jiunan, who had been squatting to the side pretending to be invisible, was dumbfounded.

This is completely unpredictable...

Ding Xin ignored their expressions, his gaze fixed on Mian Zhenghe's departing figure with a strange expression. He curled the corner of his lips and gave An Hema a few instructions...

Chapter 87 Murderous Intent Appears

Inside the office.

Kim Tae-won roared angrily.

"Damn it, how did things turn out like this! Useless, they're all fucking useless!"

He slammed the phone to the ground, and the fragile phone case shattered instantly.

The underlings standing nearby fell silent, afraid to speak, lest he vent his anger on them.

Kim Tae-won was panting heavily, his expression contorted.

I just received news that Mian Zhenghe has actually gone to see Jin Chengxian.

What on earth does he want to do?

On one hand, he asked to meet me, and on the other hand, he went to Kim Sung-hyun's place. Was he trying to have his cake and eat it too?

Xiba!

He now felt as if there was an invisible hand constantly pulling at the development of events.

It left him like a puppet, only able to rage helplessly.

It’s so frustrating! It’s so frustrating!

Kim Tae-won paced back and forth with a gloomy expression, then suddenly stopped, looking at Choi Seung-nam with a venomous gaze.

Already feeling guilty, Choi Seung-nam felt a chill run down her spine: "President...President?"

"How many times has this happened?" Kim Tae-won suddenly asked.

"Wh...what?" Choi Seung-nam's voice trembled.

"I'm asking you, you damn bastard, how many times have you messed things up?" Kim Tae-won roared angrily.

At this moment, Cui Shengnan dared not reply and could only bury her head in silence.

"say something!"

"I'm sorry... President..."

"Does 'sorry' even help? Huh?"

Kim Tae-won grew angrier the more he looked at Choi Seung-nam, and before he knew it, he kicked her.

He kicked him so hard he stumbled back two steps and fell to the ground, and still not satisfied, he went up and kicked him a few more times.

Choi Seung-nam dared not fight back and could only cover her head as Kim Tae-won vented his anger.

Time ticked by, and Kim Tae-won finally stopped his abusive actions and took a deep breath.

"Go find Mian Zhenghe! Damn it, does that bastard think he's got me cornered?"

"President, should we meet him now?" Choi Seung-nam asked hesitantly.

"Are you a pig? What are you talking about? This is Seoul!"

I'm giving you one last chance. Take your men with you. Bring everyone this time. I want him dead, do you hear me?

Kim Tae-won roared, his eyes fixed on his trusted confidant who had repeatedly failed: "If you fail again, you're done for, understand?"

"Yes, this time we will definitely succeed!"

Cui Shengnan responded decisively. He dared not back down, and he knew this was his last chance.

Even if Kim Tae-won didn't say it, he knew that with Mian Zhenghe's ruthlessness, he would definitely not let him off the hook after this defeat.

And the president is right.

This is Seoul, our home turf. So what if that Myeon Jung-hak is a great fighter?

Last time, he only brought a few people and failed to kill him. This time, he was prepared to take advantage of the situation and brought his entire force. He didn't believe that Mian Zhenghe could turn the tables!

Thinking of this, his eyes immediately hardened.

When you're out there in the game, who's afraid of who?

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