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

"me..."

Kim Tae-won had already been frightened by his aura, and he stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"never mind."

Mian Zhenghe sneered, then swung his hatchet and hit him in the face.

Jin Taiyuan covered his mouth, staggered back a few steps, bent over, and bright red blood flowed from between his fingers like a spring.

Cui Shengnan, who was not far away, quickly closed her eyes and dared not even make a sound when breathing.

Mian Zhenghe did not stop moving, slowly raised the axe in his hand, and smashed it hard on the back of his head.

"boom!"

Kim Tae-won fell down, his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

"Hmm? You got it the wrong way around?"

Mian Zhenghe looked at the axe in his hand, then squatted down and raised the axe again.

at this time...

"Clap clap clap!"

A sudden burst of applause was heard, and Mian Zhenghe raised his head suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound.

Then a handsome figure walked in from the door with a swagger.

Following closely behind was a group of thugs in suits.

"Ding Xin!"

Mian Zhenghe gritted his teeth and said.

Ding Xin ignored his ferocious expression and looked around.

He covered his nose with a look of disgust.

“It stinks!”

After complaining, he turned his gaze back to Mian Zhenghe and said with a smile: "Isn't this President Mian? How did you become so miserable?"

The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Mian Zhenghe, who had already been bloodthirsty, didn't care about anything else and rushed towards Ding Xin with an axe in his hand.

But the next moment, the axe in his hand fell, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Overcome!

He didn't even care about the intact Mian Zhenghe.

Not to mention that he was injured now, Ding Xin did not hold back when he kicked.

At this moment, Mian Zhenghe fell to the ground, his face pale, his chest heaving, but his exhalation was greater than his intake.

However, his vitality was indeed strong, and he regained some vitality after a while.

Ding Xin walked leisurely up to him and looked down at him.

With a half-smile, he said, "President Mian, why are you so impulsive? Are you so eager to die?"

"Fuck you, you bastards! Your local gang has no credibility at all!"

Mian Zhenghe ignored his teasing.

He just yelled in anger, with a hint of grievance in his voice.

Can you not feel aggrieved?

It was originally a simple business, who knew there would be so many twists and turns?

Be it Kim Tae-won or Ding Xin, neither of them plays by the rules!

I thought I could get the best of both worlds and make a fortune, but now it seems that I can't even leave alive...

"It's you who doesn't keep your word. You changed your mind at the last minute about what we agreed on the phone. Who can you blame?"

Ding Xin shrugged, looking innocent.

"Pooh!"

Mian Zhenghe widened his eyes and glared angrily. He was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

In fact, he also figured it out.

Under the current circumstances, it is no coincidence that Ding Xin appears here.

No wonder he seemed to be suspicious...

"Hey, President Mian, do you want to live?"

Ding Xin said with a smile.

He didn't care about Mian Zhenghe's attitude at all. After all, he was just a grasshopper in autumn. Would you care how he jumped around?

Mian Zhenghe was stunned for a moment, and said, "Just tell me what conditions you have."

"It's the same thing again."

Ding Xin pointed at Jin Chengxian behind him and asked, "Who hired you to send someone to kill him?"

He decided to give Mian Zhenghe another chance.

It’s also the last chance.

Mian Zhenghe's attitude and performance will determine the trajectory of his life...

Mian Zhenghe's eyes flickered: "If I tell you, will you let me go?"

Ding Xin smiled and nodded slightly.

Mian Zhenghe lowered his head, and a barely perceptible ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, I have that person's business card. It's in my arms. I can't move now. You can take it yourself."

After that, he looked up at Ding Xin with a sincere expression: "I hope you will do what you said."

Ding Xin narrowed his eyes and his smile became brighter.

He squatted down and slowly stretched his hand into Mian Zhenghe's arms, getting closer and closer.

Sudden.

Mian Zhenghe suddenly pulled out a short knife from behind and stabbed it straight at Ding Xin.

No one expected this scene.

The two were too close to each other, so close that the people present had no time to remind them.

"Snapped!"

Ding Xin's outstretched right hand changed direction instantly, directly grabbed Mian Zhenghe's wrist holding the knife, and twisted it fiercely.

"Crack!"

Mian Zhenghe couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down, and his wrist was broken.

"Is it fun?"

Ding Xin smiled playfully.

Sure enough, the peerless snake Mian Zhenghe was not called that for nothing.

It's just like in the movies, where they will never let go of any grudge and won't suffer any loss.

Now, he finally saw it clearly.

Mian Zhenghe is like a hyena on the grassland, greedy, cunning and vengeful.

When he goes crazy, he won't leave any room for himself.

Pity.

In fact, Ding Xin really wanted to cooperate with him at the beginning.

With him around, many plans will be much easier to implement. After all, he can be regarded as the big snake head spanning both sides.

Just after these two encounters...

It is obvious that Mian Zhenghe is not someone who can be cooperated with.

Forget it, I won’t force it.

Ding Xin sighed, put away the smile on his face, slowly stood up, and looked down at the man at his feet.

Mian Zhenghe raised his head.

He knew he couldn't run away.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with violence, madness and resentment, but there was no fear.

It's ruthless!

Ding Xin tilted his head, raised his foot, and stepped down hard.

"Crack!"

Mian Zhenghe's teeth were almost broken but he didn't say a word, still staring at him.

Since you refuse to cooperate, let's just make use of the waste.

The same goes for finding a different way to complete your plan.

Ding Xin smiled slightly and crushed his limbs one by one in the same way.

"Hate me, but what can you do if you hate me? You've killed so many people, and I crippled your limbs. You'll die if you go back home, right?"

Ding Xin's voice was so soft, so soft that he could hardly hear it.

But the strange thing is that the other people in the basement heard it clearly.

Precisely because I know it clearly, I am terrified!

Mian Zhenghe is already a devil in their eyes, so what about Ding Xin, who looks even more evil than Mian Zhenghe at this moment?

Sometimes, living is worse than dying...