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

"boom!"

There was gunfire!

Ding Xin's body stiffened unnaturally for a moment, and a warm current brushed across his scalp.

The fighting in the field suddenly came to a standstill.

This is mankind's instinctive awe of hot weapons!

What followed was Li Zicheng's roar.

"It's Yin Junxiong! He has a gun!"

Ding Xin's face changed.

Damn it, that bullet was aimed at him.

A thought!

Skill: Time stop.

The whole world was paused in an instant, and everything stood still.

Everyone's movements froze in the air, and the expressions on their faces were frozen at that moment.

The only one who can move is Ding Xin.

Great!

It's really amazing!

Ding Xin flipped his hand and a Glock 17 pistol appeared in his palm.

The muzzle of the gun turned and pointed directly at Yin Junxiong who was holding a gun in the distance.

"boom!"

As the gunshots rang out, time returned to normal.

next moment.

The pistol in Yin Junxiong's hand fell to the ground. He screamed and held his injured right hand.

If you have good eyesight, you will notice that a bloody finger fell along with the pistol.

"Shit! If you don't want to die, get the hell out of here!"

Ding Xin roared and rushed forward.

Li Zicheng followed closely behind.

The people on the road, regardless of friend or foe, all dodged away...

Chapter 71 You Are Not Convinced

"Shit! You bastard!"

Ding Xin went up and gave him a big punch.

He was so strong that the slap made Yin Junxiong dizzy and he fell to his knees.

Li Zicheng picked up the pistol that fell on the ground with great tact.

Then he raised his gun and shouted, "You bastards from Dongdaemun and all the people from Beidaemun, get down on your ass and hold your heads!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the clanging sound of weapons falling.

Then all the black guys squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, not daring to move.

They all knew Li Zicheng. Yin Junxiong had already failed, so there was no need to fight him anymore...

It was not until this moment that Li Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief. From this moment on, the mission here had been completed, and the next step was to wait for news from Ding Qing.

The younger brothers of the Lutheran sect also reacted.

They excitedly carried their weapons and walked around everywhere, kicking anyone they didn't like, clearly wanting to vent their anger.

No one is in a strong position in the situation, and those who are kicked down can only be angry but not say anything.

It took Yin Junxiong a long time to recover.

He held his broken finger tightly, looked up, and looked at Ding Xin with murderous eyes.

The two had never met before, but he had already heard of Ding Xin's name.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have suffered such a crushing defeat today.

I just regret that I missed the target with the gun just now!

Damn it!

"What the hell, what's that look in your eyes?"

Ding Xin kicked him to the ground, pressed his gun against his forehead, and asked provocatively, "Are you not convinced?"

"West..."

Yin Junxiong still had a fierce look on his face, but he didn't dare to talk back. He just breathed heavily.

Ding Xin gave the other person a sneer, then suddenly reached for his waist and pulled out a big knife.

brush!

After a flash of cold knife light.

"what!"

Yin Junxiong let out a scream, cold sweat streamed down his forehead, and his two hands were overlapped and nailed to the ground by the dog-leg knife.

The younger brother who was squatting on the ground felt a little bit sorry when he saw this.

Some of them even wanted to stand up, but the next moment they were pushed back by the black muzzle of Li Zicheng's gun.

Upon seeing this, the younger brothers of the Xinyi faction immediately stepped forward and started beating and kicking those tough guys.

For a moment, the others squatting on the ground lowered their heads and dared not say anything.

"Come on, tell me, are you unconvinced?" Ding Xin asked with a smile.

While speaking, he lit a cigarette.

As the saying goes, a cigarette after the war makes you feel as happy as a god.

"Shit, you're going to regret this!"

Yin Junxiong had a violent look on his face and stared at Ding Xin with murderous eyes.

As a small leader of a Peking University sect, he still has some backbone.

"That's it..."

Ding Xin admired his courage. It had been a long time since anyone dared to act so arrogantly in front of him.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and suddenly pressed the cigarette butt against Yin Junxiong's face.

The severe pain made him lean back uncontrollably, but his hands nailed to the ground prevented him from doing so.

But he still remained silent.

"You're really fucking tough!" Ding Xin laughed.

"I fucking like tough guys like you."

After that, he grabbed the handle of the knife and drew a half circle.

The pain from the torn wound was unbearable for Yin Junxiong.

"Stop, stop it! What do you want?"

Yin Junxiong was breathing heavily, his tone sounding weak.

That's it?

I just drew a fucking rainbow and haven’t drawn the dragon yet!

With a sneer, Ding Xin turned his head to look at Li Zicheng and said with a smile: "This guy is not good enough."

Li Zicheng felt a chill in his heart.

If everyone behaves like this, how many people can withstand your teasing?

"What do you think? Should we just kill him?" Ding Xin asked with a smile.

"Not for now. I just sent a message to my brother. Let's wait until he finishes his call." Li Zicheng replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zicheng's cell phone rang.

"Big brother!"

"Yes, we are doing well here."

"Yes, President Ding is fine too."

"Yin Junxiong is still alive and right next to me."

"okay, got it."

Li Zicheng hung up the phone and walked to Ding Xin with a happy face: "Brother has also taken care of it. Let's take Yin Junxiong to the warehouse to gather."

Wow, Ding Qing’s speed is pretty good.

In fact, Ding Qing finished much faster than he did.

It can only be said that Cheng Zhiyong, the leader of the Peking University faction, underestimated Ding Qing, and Ding Qing also overestimated this former leader.

Ding Xin nodded with a smile: "Let's go."

He beckoned his hand and called a few small leaders to come in front of him.

Fortunately, the injuries of several people were not too serious, they are worthy of being the people I focus on training.

"By the way, how should we deal with these people from the Peking University sects and the East Gate?" Ding Xin turned his head and asked.

"My eldest brother has already sent someone over." Li Zicheng replied.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you." Ding Xin shrugged.