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

For example, paper weighs about 2 grams. As long as it is within a one-meter range around him, it can float wherever he wants it to go.

For example, the pen holder weighs only 500 grams, so it is a bit difficult for him to control it...

Ding Xin curled his lips.

At present, this skill is a bit useless.

Then he took out the rocket launcher that was a reward.

This thing is really domineering.

So thick and big!

The system came with two rockets, but he had no place to experiment with them.

This wave of draws doesn't seem to be that great.

He turned his eyes to the two large boxes beside him. Do you want to do it again?

There is still 10 billion in cash in it, enough to make a ten-draw streak.

As for the 300 million owed to Huang Chunzhi, it is almost the end of the month and time to collect the money. We can talk about it then?

Just do it.

He charged a billion in cash directly into the system and lit three more cigarettes.

"Heaven and earth, please bless us, good things will surely come out!"

"It would be great if I could get a time-pause fragment, that stuff is so delicious..."

"smoke!"

Ding Xin slowly opened his eyes and was immediately disappointed.

Two AK-47 assault rifles, two handleless grenades, and the rest were all experience books.

Not even a single skill!

"One billion. A full ten billion in cash. Just gone like that."

"Damn system, so fucking stingy!"

Forget it, it’s like this anyway. After putting all these miscellaneous things into the space, Ding Xin began to think about how to distribute the experience books.

1 Experience Book (10000), 10 Experience Books (1000).

In fact, there is nothing much to consider, just shoot it all into a comprehensive perfect fighting technique.

There was a flash of golden light.

[Regular skills: Comprehensive perfect fighting skills LV3 (28420/100000)]

The next moment, a warm current swept through his body and he felt his strength increased.

【Overall physical fitness: 21.2】

It just went up by 0.4.

But when it comes to reality, it seems to have improved a lot.

interesting...

After turning off the system, Ding Xin leaned on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

A metal lighter was spinning between his fingers, and if you looked closely you would see that it was actually hanging in the air.

He is honing his proficiency in telekinesis skills.

He said it was tasteless, but actually he thought it was quite delicious.

Just imagine.

What would happen if you replaced the lighter with a small blade?

Within a one-meter range, the blade appears and disappears...

With the emergence of new special skills, the thoughts that Ding Xin had almost forgotten began to resurface.

Is this world really that simple?

Are there supernatural phenomena?...

Chapter 94 Undercurrent

Just when Ding Xin was daydreaming, his very personal cell phone ringtone interrupted his thoughts.

"President Ding, I have something to report to you..."

On the other end of the phone, Jin Chengxian's voice sounded a little guilty.

"You said."

"Something might have gone wrong with that bastard Kim Tae-won's shares."

"what is the problem?"

Ding Xin raised his eyebrows.

"President Ding, do you know President Zhang Shouji of the Imperial Sun Faction?"

Zhang Shouji?

This was not the first time Ding Xin had heard his name. Ding Qing had also mentioned him specifically not long ago.

Think of this.

Ding Xin said calmly: "I have heard of it, but I haven't seen it. Go on..."

"Just now, President Zhang sent someone to see me and brought a share transfer agreement that was signed by Jin Taiyuan and them before he died."

After a pause, the other end of the phone continued, "That bastard Jin Taiyuan tricked us. Not long ago, he transferred half of his shares to Zhang Shouji.

President Ding, what do you think we should do about this matter? "

Ding Xin suddenly realized.

He finally understood why Zhang Shouji had been asking about him recently. It turned out that this was the reason!

"I'd like to hear your opinion..."

Ding Xin crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and spoke casually.

There was silence on the phone for a long time.

Just when Ding Xin was about to lose his patience, Jin Chengxian's voice sounded again.

“President Ding, I’ve read the agreement and found it has many loopholes. If I don’t agree with it, there’s nothing they can do.

But Zhang Shouji's Imperial Japanese Faction is not a small gang. Otherwise, I will transfer half of Jin Taiyuan's shares to you first, and the other half will be discussed later?"

To be honest, Kim Sung-hyun's advice is very pertinent.

On the one hand, he did not make any final statements, and pointed out that there were loopholes in the agreement that could be directly avoided.

What this means is that as long as Ding Xin gives the order, he can simply pretend that the agreement does not exist and do whatever he wants.

This can also be considered as a show of loyalty.

On the other hand, he also implied that Zhang Shouji was not someone to be trifled with, and since there were only a few shares anyway, it would be better to just give them to Zhang Shouji.

Now the choice is back in Ding Xin's hands.

"hehe..."

Ding Xin chuckled.

"Why do you care about a protocol with loopholes? Just do what needs to be done."

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said contemptuously, "Who the hell is Zhang Shouji? If you have any problems, tell him to come to me!"

in movies.

Zhang Shouji was nominally the second-in-command of the Kinmen Group, but in reality he had long been sidelined.

It can be seen that this person is just average in both ability and IQ, and he just relies on the foundation of his old gang to make a living.

Such a person also wants to pick Ding Xin's peaches?

I'm used to him!

I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death...

There was a pause on the other end of the phone: "Yes, don't worry, I know what to do."

...

the other side.

Jin Chengxian hung up the phone and sighed.

In fact, he did not want to have a head-on conflict with Zhang Shouji. The Imperial Japanese Faction was a long-established gang in South Korea that had been established for more than 20 years.

Although Ding Xin was very powerful, in his opinion, he was still far inferior to the power of the Diri Faction.

Although he agreed readily on the phone just now.

But when it came time to do the thing, he hesitated again.

After struggling for a long time, he finally picked up the phone and dialed.

No matter what he thought, since Ding Xin had made the decision, he must implement it resolutely.

After all, he had only heard about Zhang Shouji's terribleness...

And he was well aware of how terrifying Ding Xin was!

Not to mention that he is now firmly tied to Ding Xin's chariot, and he cannot afford to be a fence-sitter...

Also.

If it weren't for Ding Xin, his fate would have been miserable.

It is reasonable for him to follow Ding Xin's instructions.

He has figured it out in the past few days.