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

Just a few hundred million...

Sprinkle some water!

The most important thing is that every time the system detects a plot, it is a reminder for Ding Xin.

It can awaken his vague memory. In addition to the system rewards, each plot can also gain something else...

I have lived in this world for almost a year.

There is no doubt that this world is a comprehensive world composed of multiple movies.

He had indeed watched a lot of movies in his previous life.

However, it would be an exaggeration to say that he knows every movie so well.

Ding Xin even speculates that there may be characters from other movies among the people he has come into contact with.

However, for various reasons, the system was not triggered.

This means that even if there are protagonists from other movies around him, he won’t know who they are!

It can be said that we met but did not know each other...

Chapter 167 Multi-Party Action

Gasoline in action.

After coming out of Ding Xin’s office.

He immediately returned to his base and reunited with his brothers.

On the way back, he had already explained some of the situations to his brothers.

Ding Xin only gave him eight hours.

Now we have to race against time!

The twenty-four hours he requested was not just a casual remark.

To know.

Wan Shi's gang is not an ordinary criminal gang. They do dirty work that even gangsters hate.

Human trafficking, child trafficking, powder production and selling, organ transplantation, tissue...

Any one of them listed separately is ten years or more!

This is because there is no death penalty in South Korea.

If there is, they would not be sentenced to death even if they die ten times!

Because of this, their organization is more tight and their hiding places are more secretive.

Time is really tight...

......

Garibong-dong, Guro-gu.

Intelligence base.

As soon as Jiayou hung up the phone, he shouted to the other three people in the room: "Cooking oil, salad oil, rapeseed oil, how are you doing? Any new news?"

"not yet!"

“I’m here too…”

The ones who answered were cooking oil and rapeseed oil, while salad oil was still on the phone.

These four men are brothers and used to be small intelligence dealers in Seoul.

Gasoline and cooking oil can be mixed just fine, but rapeseed oil and salad oil are not.

There was a time when they couldn't make it anymore and even went to South Vietnam...

Later, Ding Xin’s Xinyi faction emerged.

Gasoline brought back salad oil and rapeseed oil from South Vietnam.

He formed a group of people and worked under Ding Xin.

Specialized in intelligence gathering.

Following the development of the Xinyi faction and relying on Ding Xin's power, the four of them are now considered small-time figures in the intelligence circle in Seoul.

"Ayisi, we don't have much contact with these bastards. We really can't find out their whereabouts for a while..."

The complaints came from salad oil.

Obviously, he didn't get any useful information from the phone call just now.

"Yeah, time is too tight..."

Cooking Oil responded in a muffled voice.

"Brother Gasoline, can you please talk to Executive Manager Ding and give him a little more time..."

Rapeseed oil is cautiously proposed.

"Don't say these meaningless words!"

Gasoline had a stern face and said unhappily, "There are only five hours left. We must find out where Wan's base is no matter what!"

"If we can't even handle this, how will Director Ding view us in the future?"

Compared to others, Jiayou believes that he knows Ding Xin best.

It started from the time we set up the game together in Gary Peak Cave.

If other people's impression of Ding Xin is that he is loyal, ruthless and has strong hard power.

That gasoline will just turn up their noses at them.

What Jiayou admires most is Ding Xin's scheming.

When he was in North Gyeongsang Province and had no roots, he used his mouth to stir up unrest in the entire Garibong-dong.

Later, the king's return was staged.

It is precisely because of this mentality and courage.

Gasoline was impressed but also felt genuinely terrified.

He didn't dare to disobey Ding Xin's instructions at all, let alone bargain.

Isn't that asking for trouble?

"Let the kids down there get moving. If that doesn't work, we'll have to resort to stupid methods..."

"The area where the Wan gang often hangs out is Enping District..."

"Let's focus our efforts on Enping District and several surrounding districts..."

"Snakes have their own paths, and rats have their own lairs!"

"I just don't believe it. They really don't reveal anything..."

Say it.

Gasoline glanced at the people present and added, "Don't forget, we have been getting paid for nothing for such a long time..."

What he meant was simple.

Ding Xin was willing to support them because he believed they had value.

If I fail this time and fail to satisfy Ding Xin.

Then their good days will be over...

......

Operating room.

Kim Ji-soo opened her eyes dazedly.

What comes into view is the old light with a slightly reddish tint and the ceiling with some mildew spots.

Somewhat blurry.

The surroundings were strangely quiet, with a faint smell of blood in the air.

It smells bad.

She subconsciously held her breath.

Her brain was still a little groggy, and she could feel that her thinking was very slow.

It took her a long time to integrate the scattered memories in her brain.

It starts with being kidnapped.

To report safety to her husband.

Finally, he was forcibly injected with an unknown liquid and passed out...

Gradually regaining consciousness, she moved her body with some difficulty.

I want to see the environment I am in now.

It looked like an operating room, and she was currently lying on the operating table.

Then, she saw a little girl curled up next to the disinfection cabinet in the corner across the wall.

Apart from her and myself, there was no other person in the room.

At this moment, the little girl pouted and looked at him pitifully.

That aggrieved look makes people feel pity for him involuntarily.

The mother's love is overflowing.

Jin Zhixiu wanted to ask out loud.

But he felt his throat was extremely dry and he couldn't make a sound for a while.

He licked his equally dry lips.