Hong Kong variety show: Why do you say I'm crazy?

"You...you think I'm stupid?"

Ding Xie roared angrily.

"Yes, I'm not smart, and maybe I do have some minor mental issues, but I'm not a complete idiot. How could what you're saying be true?"

"boom!"

Wang Taiyi punched a hole in the wall.

Do you think this is something an ordinary person could do?

"This……"

Ding Hai stared wide-eyed at the hole in the wall.

"Could it be... could it be true? You really are my dad?"

"Of course it's true, come here and let Daddy give you a hug." Mrs. Wang opened her arms wide.

"you…"

Ding Xie staggered a few steps toward Wang Taiyi.

"Just kidding, you idiot."

Old Wang raised a middle finger at Ding Xie.

Well, Wang Taiyi roughly has a good idea of ​​what's going on. Ding Xie's intelligence is probably about the same as that of a large dog. Now let's see just how incredible his luck is.

"what……"

Ding Xie screamed incoherently, but Lao Wang had a beaming smile on his face.

"Come on, let's keep playing."

"I do not!"

Ding Xie's eyes were red.

"You devil! You're just trying to toy with the feelings of someone as innocent as me. I won't cooperate. People may bully the kind-hearted, but Heaven won't. Even if you kill me, I won't let you succeed!"

"So you don't care about your son anymore?"

Ding Xie gritted his teeth.

"That's their fate."

Mrs. Wang nodded and pointed to the television hanging on the wall.

Please watch the video.

Ding Xie was watching TV.

On TV, a menacing-looking airplane stands in the doorway of a room, holding a claw hammer in its hand.

Ding Hai recognized this as his mother's room in the nursing home.

"What are you doing, you beasts! How could you lay a hand on an octogenarian? You have no humanity!!!"

"Keep watching."

The scene shifts, and Sister Ling is found bound hand and foot to a chair, her mouth taped shut, making whimpering sounds, and a row of hand grenades hanging from her body.

The Fang sisters were laughing hysterically in places out of the camera's view.

"Do not!!!"

Ding Xie grabbed his hair with both hands.

"Don't hurt Ah Ling, I promise you!"

Damn, he compromised when he got to Sister Ling, and he's still a silver-stick.

In fact, Ting Hai is not simply a lunatic. It is said that Ting Hai's revenge is limited to a certain point, while his act of repaying kindness leads to the destruction of his family.

But look at his enemies, like Long Chengbang, would he dare to kill them? But he could kill those poor and powerless orphans and widows from the Fang family without hesitation. Isn't he just bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

As for family ties, he has no family ties whatsoever. He wouldn't have been happy if his son hadn't jumped off the building, so he threw him off himself.

This person only cares about himself. As for why he cares about Sister Ling, it's because Ding Xie has long regarded her as his plaything, a plaything he hasn't been able to obtain for more than ten years. If Ding Xie hadn't spent more than ten years in prison in Taiwan, Sister Ling would probably have been tortured to death several years ago.

Therefore, his son and relatives are tools in his heart, while Sister Ling is a plaything. Of course, a plaything is more important than a tool.

“Virtue, HE~TUI.”

Wang Taiyi spat right on Ding Xie's forehead.

"Come on, let's fight!"

Wang Taiyi and Ding Xie sat facing each other.

What can test a person's luck? Gambling, of course!

A fierce gambling battle ensued between Wang Taiyi and Ding Xie. They tried various gambling methods, including dice, poker, rock-paper-scissors, and so on. To Wang Taiyi's surprise, the result was always either a draw or a tie, with each of them winning once. Their luck seemed to be completely equal, and neither side was able to gain a clear advantage.

Whether it's the number rolled on the dice, the outcome of a game of cards, or even a simple game like rock-paper-scissors, their wins and losses present a delicate balance. This situation amazed Old Wang. No wonder he is the chosen one of the world. His luck has been blessed by the system. If the system hadn't given him the reward of luck last time, he definitely wouldn't have been as lucky as Ding Xie.

Wang Taiyi had a plan in mind. Since everyone's luck was about the same, he could take care of him.

"Come on, keep going, keep smoking."

Ding Hai was also a gambling addict. The two had been locked in a stalemate, and he stubbornly believed that he could win. He kept urging Wang Taiyi to draw his cards. They were playing a game called "Drawing the Turtle".

"Snapped!"

Wang Taiyi slapped Ding Xie across the face.

Ding Xie covered his face, still not having reacted.

"You draw a card, why are you drawing mine?"

Wang Taiyi glanced at her watch.

"The rule of this game is that you get slapped on the 11 o'clock mark instead of having your cards drawn. Look, it's 11 o'clock now."

"So when should I hit you?"

"Okay. You can draw me after 25 o'clock."

Ding Xie rolled his eyes and counted on his fingers, looking like a fortune teller calculating something.

"No! There's no such rule as 25 points. No, there's no such rule in the turtle-drawing game. You're kidding me!"

Ding Xie stood up and flung the cards in his hand aside. Amidst the rain of cards, Ding Xie pointed at Wang Taiyi's nose.

"You tricked me! You bastard, you don't play by the rules!"

Wang Taiyi also got up, grabbed Ding Xie by the collar and started slapping him repeatedly across the face.

"My rules are rules!"

After a minute, Wang Taiyi released Ding Xie.

"Come in, all of you," Wang Taiyi called out, and several figures walked in through the door.

Fang Min and her sister, along with Sister Ling, walked in.

The four women reacted differently to Ding Xie.

When Sister Ling saw Ding Xie, she stared at him with wide eyes, barely suppressing her fear, but her legs were trembling uncontrollably.

The eldest sister, Fang Fang, looked at him with murderous eyes.

Fang Ting remained relatively calm, though her gaze was rather complex.

Fang Min scanned Ding Xie's entire body with her eyes, as if searching for a weakness.

The fear of Ding Xie was deeply rooted in their hearts. The Fang sisters were a little better off, as they were still young at the time, but Ling Jie had known this madman Ding Xie since high school. By then, Ding Xie was already a member of society, yet he still made Ling Jie, a high school student, take care of his children. She finally found someone she liked, but this mad dog kept pestering her and she couldn't understand him no matter what she said. He even got beaten to death by his lover. In Ling Jie's heart, Ding Xie was simply a demon.

Since Fang Min is now his younger brother, Old Wang doesn't mind helping her family.

Wang Taiyi really enjoys changing the fates of characters in the original storyline; it's profitable and fun.

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Chapter 122 Arranging Ding Hai's Life

"Come, come! Ladies, do you want revenge? Do you want to break free from your inner demons? Do you want justice for the days of suffering?"

Wang Taiyi pointed at Ding Xie, whose head looked like a pig's head.

"What are you waiting for? Fresh Ding crabs are right in front of you, what are you waiting for?"

Wang Taiyi tilted his head back and raised his arms, striking a cool pose like Tony Stark in the airflow of a missile, waiting for the four Fang family women to shoot at Ding Xie from behind Wang Taiyi like a Jericho missile.

Unfortunately, the four Fang daughters didn't get what Old Wang was thinking.

The eldest sister, Fang Fang, stood behind Ling Jie, craning her neck to look at Wang Taiyi.

"Brother Wang, what do you mean? Should we call the police?"

What a waste of design.

Before Wang Taiyi could speak, Ding Xie excitedly lunged at Ling Jie, but was held back by the chain.