The Underground Emperor: Starting from Running Away with Sister-in-law

This nightclub was just renovated two days ago.

now.

In the empty hall.

Zhao Pengshu held a glass of red wine and leaned back in his chair comfortably.

He is in a very good mood now.

Oh Tae-sik...

How can there be such stupid people in this world?

What mad dog?

It should be a stupid dog!

It was like this ten years ago, and it is still like this ten years later...

He was so stupid that he fell into the trap and even lost one of his hands...

Innocent!

So what if I’m good at fighting and killing?

After all...

The most powerful weapon in this world is the brain!

once.

Zhao Pengshu has nothing and is just a pimp who is not worthy of being in public.

Who knows themselves in this area?

Who respects himself?

What has enabled you to get to where you are today, step by step?

It's wisdom!

You can't fight yourself.

But what about the two people who were able to fight at the time?

Cui Daobi, his former partner, was such a famous figure.

But in his opinion, he was just an idiot.

But with a little trick and some manipulation on my part, I ended up fighting with that mad dog Wu Taizhi and both of us were hurt.

He died before he could even exert any strength.

Not only did he make a profit from the property he had, but he also put Wu Taizhi in jail.

He then sat back and reaped the benefits with a smile, and took over the power of the two men.

Think of this.

Zhao Pengshu's face was full of pride, and he picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it all.

Next.

Just waiting for the Sunflower Restaurant's property transfer registration certificate...

As long as you have that piece of land.

So...

The last piece of his business puzzle was completed.

and also.

If he can be successfully elected as a local councillor this time...

Under the combination of politics and business.

In the near future, Zhao Pengshu's career will definitely make a qualitative leap!

only...

Zhao Pengshu frowned and looked at the time.

It's already very late at night, why is there still no news about Bai Yangji?

It's not even that efficient.

Do you still want to continue to be Zhao Pengshu's dog in the future?

......

Chapter 9 Who has the final say?

at this time.

A black car slowly stopped in front of the nightclub.

"Oracle? What does that mean?"

"Maybe it's a prophecy..."

Ding Xin stood at the door of the nightclub, spitted and cursed: "What a fucking psychopath, a prophecy about a nightclub? Predicting his own death?"

"hehe."

Wu Taizhi didn't know what to say and could only smile foolishly.

Ding Xin glanced at him, his silly smile was quite funny: "Let's go in! Don't keep President Zhao waiting anxiously."

After saying that, he simply raised his leg and stepped in.

"Wow, there are quite a few people."

When Ding Xin and Wu Taizhi walked into the hall, they saw only about twenty people standing there sparsely.

Then he noticed the real person. There was nothing he could do as he was the only one drinking in the place.

"Are you Zhao Pengshu?"

Ding Xin said this, not caring about the eyes of the crowd. He moved a chair and sat down directly with an extremely arrogant attitude.

next moment.

Zhao Pengshu's younger brothers looked fierce and gathered towards him.

Zhao Pengshu was still calm and composed. He first glanced at Wu Taizhi who was still standing, then turned to Ding Xin and asked, "Who are you?"

"Ha, shit, that's right, you, come here!"

Ding Xin smiled and hooked his finger at the nameless boy beside him.

Perhaps frightened by his arrogant attitude, the younger brother actually bent over and walked to his side.

"then."

Ding Xin threw the car keys in his hand at him.

"There are three disabled people in the car outside the door. Find a few people to carry them in."

"Ok."

The younger brother responded subconsciously and called a few people to walk out the door.

But after taking a few steps, he realized something and stopped with a red face.

He looked at Zhao Pengshu hesitantly.

Seeing him nod, she continued to go out.

"Hey, pretty good."

Ding Xin curled the corners of his mouth, took two wine glasses and filled them up, then handed one to Wu Taizhi.

Seeing him hesitate, she took it and grinned with satisfaction.

Then he picked up the glass, clinked it with his, and drank it all in one gulp.

He smacked his lips. What brand of wine is this? It’s quite sweet.

After a moment, a younger brother hurried in from outside the door, walked up to Zhao Pengshu and whispered something.

Zhao Pengshu took a deep look at Ding Xin who was looking around, nodded, and said a few words.

"What? Why are you staring at me?" Ding Xin said with a joking look on his face.

"who are you?"

Zhao Pengshu asked gloomily, "What do you want?"

"You probably haven't heard of my name."

Ding Xin replied calmly: "What I want is very simple, just an explanation."

"What do you want to explain?" Zhao Pengshu asked.

Ding Xin pointed at Wu Taizhi beside him and said slowly: "You didn't do what you promised me as a brother, so you have to give him back what he lost."

After a pause, Ding Xin grinned and said, "It's fair, right?"

"Hmph, damn, I don't know what I should give him back?" Zhao Pengshu also laughed, but his smile was weird.

"Territory, ten years of youth, and a hand." Ding Xin said word by word.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop in the entire nightclub.

half an hour.

Zhao Pengshu sneered, "Territory, youth, my hand? Who do you think you are? Haha, Changwu, go tell them who has the final say here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man with an angry face suddenly stood up.

He pointed at Ding Xin, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Taizhi, and he said angrily: "Shit, Wu Taizhi, where did you find this lunatic?"

Before he could finish his words, a wine glass hit him in the face with a bang, and blood splattered everywhere.

At the same time, Ding Xin said with a defiant look on his face: "Who are you to dare to point at me?"