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

"How did you agree to that in the first place? You shameless bastard!"

"..."

Yin Bingxu was mentally reciting the essence of Chinese culture...

But he only dared to curse in his heart; outwardly, he didn't dare offend the other party at all. So he could only try his best to control his emotions and force his tone to be calm: "Since that's the case, then fine. But Minister, could you perhaps..."

He wanted to get back the blood he had lost.

Now that it's over...

Let's minimize the losses if we can!

However...

Before he could finish speaking, Hong Shangxu, as if offended, immediately cursed, "You son of a bitch, what are you saying?"

"Forehead..."

Yoon Byung-wook's grip on the phone tightened slightly, his face stiffening, while Hong Sang-wook's voice suddenly rose, even becoming somewhat shrill: "Do you know how many favors I've asked for on your behalf lately? I haven't slept much, and I've thrown up dozens of times just from drinking. Who the hell am I doing all this for?"

Hearing the angry shouts coming from the phone, Yoon Byung-wook was furious, but he could only grit his teeth and try his best to hold back.

for a long time...

As the shouting subsided, Yin Bingxu suppressed his anger and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "Minister, I'm sorry, I was too ignorant. I will definitely reflect on my actions. Please don't be angry!"

"Humph!"

Hong Shangxu snorted heavily and said nothing more.

For a while...

Both sides fell silent, but neither hung up the phone.

A few seconds passed.

Hong Shangxu suddenly spoke up, calling out earnestly, "Byung-wook..."

"Yes, Minister!"

Yin Bingxu clenched his fists, which trembled uncontrollably. Hong Shangxu, perhaps realizing that his words had been a bit harsh, spoke again with a touch of sincerity: "We've known each other for so many years, and I've always treated you like a younger brother!"

You are an excellent prosecutor, and you should be well aware of the current situation!

As your older brother, let me give you some advice: stop wasting your time...

Some things, you just have to accept...

What I said earlier might have been a bit harsh, but I was only doing it for your own good. I assure you, you won't have wasted that money...

I wouldn't say 100%, but most of it will definitely be spent on you...

You should understand what I mean, right?

After hearing his words, Yin Bingxu's face immediately darkened, changing color from pale to green.

How could he not understand what the other person meant...?

It's simply a matter of the current trend, so let him accept his fate sooner rather than later!

in addition...

The other party's words implied another promise...

That means they will definitely help him keep his professional license!

For South Korean prosecutors...

Being stripped naked, or even going to jail, isn't the worst part...

The most terrifying thing is having your professional license revoked.

to be honest...

As long as the professional license is...

Even if things don't go well in the future, you can still become a lawyer and make a name for yourself with your connections from all those years!

even...

If you're lucky, you might even be rehired by the prosecutor system, or even reinstated to your original position!

certainly...

There was actually a hint of threat in the other party's words...

after all...

After all, the two sides have been "dating" for so many years, it's impossible to say that they haven't left any traces of each other!

The other side was also afraid that they would hold a grudge and do something detrimental to them.

So they're using their professional licenses as leverage!

Think of this...

Yoon Byung-wook was well aware of the pros and cons, and after weighing the options, he let out a helpless sigh: "Minister, I understand, don't worry!"

"As long as you know!"

Hong Shangxu's tone was somewhat relaxed. He paused, then added, "Don't overthink things. Just get things settled as soon as possible. I heard the investigation into you is about to officially begin..."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"hehe..."

Yoon Byung-wook smiled calmly, then suddenly flung his hand and threw the phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces.

The surrounding subordinates watched this scene in horror.

At this moment, they...

I don't know who called just now...

But judging from his minister's disheveled appearance, he must have encountered something upsetting again!

This string of bad news would be unbearable for anyone!

Yin Bingxu stood silently, clenching his fists, then letting them fall limply into the chair.

Leaning back in his chair, head tilted back, staring blankly at the ceiling, eyes vacant...

The people present looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one uttered a sound, no one dared to utter a sound!

that's all...

The office fell into a deathly silence once again!

But at this moment...

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a noisy commotion...

Then...

The office door was pushed open with a loud bang.

next moment...

A group of prosecutors in suits and ties, with serious expressions, rushed in!

They were all people from other departments.

The leader was a man and a woman...

It was Senior Prosecutor Zhu Yang from the Special Investigation Department and Senior Prosecutor An Xiyan from the Inspection Department...

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Chapter 469 The Hidden Giant Hand

Faced with this unexpected situation.

Yoon Byung-wook, however, completely ignored it and did not react at all.

He remained leaning back in his chair, motionless, gazing up at the ceiling as if something there fascinated him.

But his subordinate prosecutors were different.

When they saw the group of "colleagues" who had barged in, they already realized that something was wrong.

It could be out of self-preservation, or it could just be a bluff.

They gritted their teeth...

They all stepped forward, blocking Zhu Yang and his group, clenching their fists and demanding, "What's going on? Who let you in? Don't you know the rules? What do you want?"

Looking at these seemingly fierce but actually reserved "colleague" prosecutors in front of me...

A disdainful smirk crept onto An Xiyan's lips.

In her eyes...

These people's questions were like those of a stray dog ​​making its final, death throes...