Hong Kong variety show: Cut off my source of income, send the big shot to the moon.

Chapter 132 Sister Ailian's Purpose

The private room was dimly lit, and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol mingled with a faint body odor in the air.

Lin Sheng used tremendous force, grabbing Ai Lian's wrist and pulling her in violently.

He then abruptly released his grip and forcefully pushed the person forward.

Sister Ailian staggered and fell heavily onto the soft leather sofa.

Before the shock on her face had faded, Sister Ailian looked at the imposing Lin Sheng in front of her, and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes as she stared at his muscular, bronze-colored body.

"ah..."

A soft gasp suddenly came from beneath her. Sister Ailian's heart tightened, and she quickly turned her head and looked down, only to see a fair, smooth, slender and shapely arm pressing down on her legs.

The person whose arm was being held down slowly raised their eyes. It was a stunningly beautiful woman with exquisite features. She was covered in a thin layer of sweat, her hair was disheveled and stuck to her neck, her face was flushed with fatigue, and she was breathing weakly and almost lifelessly. "They..."

Sister Ailian spoke instinctively, her voice full of astonishment.

"They've had their fill of losing, but I haven't had enough of winning yet!"

Lin Sheng suddenly leaned forward, bracing his hands on the sofa armrests, trapping Sister Ailian in front of him. His fierce and vengeful gaze, filled with endless rage, almost devoured her.

This unfair victory fueled Lin Sheng's burning anger. He immediately opened the private room door, eager to see which bastard had a death wish!

Lin Sheng's surging anger descended, and Sister Ailian was so frightened by his fierce aura that her heart pounded with panic. Her previous surprise and excitement vanished, and she subconsciously shrank back.

Looking at Lin Sheng in front of her, Sister Ailian suppressed her panic, calmed herself down, and was about to speak.

She wanted to explain her purpose for coming, and that she was not intentionally disturbing Lin Sheng's enjoyment!

"I..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Lin Sheng lunged forward, his anger blazing.

They hurled a series of scorching hot Flying Chess pieces at her, the powerful impact mixed with the unfamiliar sensation causing Sister Ailian to groan softly.

"Well!"

Lin Sheng's anger and domineering attitude left Sister Ailian frozen in place.

"Prince Sheng, I surrender. You win, okay?"

Lin Sheng slapped Ai Lian's shapely buttocks hard, and shouted sternly, "You think surrendering means you've already lost half the battle? Shut up, or I'll fuck you!"

At this moment, she finally understood why all the pretty girls who had played Ludo with Lin Sheng earlier had collapsed and refused to move after the game.

The exhaustion from giving it her all was truly deep in her bones; at that moment, she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand.

Lin Sheng got up and stretched, then went straight into the bathroom, filled a tub with warm water, and took a comfortable bath. The warm water enveloped his body, washing away the fragrance of the women on his skin.

Looking up at the window, he was surprised to find that it was already dawn, with the morning light filtering through the glass.

Recalling the game of Ludo just now, Lin Sheng won, but it was somewhat dangerous.

Although Sister Ailian hasn't played it in a long time.

However, she has extremely high comprehension and physical fitness far exceeds that of ordinary people. Once she gets into the zone, she presses relentlessly and never shows weakness, putting Lin Sheng on the defensive several times and almost causing him to lose to her.

While Lin Sheng was taking a bath, the women in the private room gradually recovered and regained some strength.

They exchanged a glance, a look of helplessness and amusement appearing on their faces simultaneously, and they sighed softly.

They had originally hoped to win a villa from Lin Sheng!

Unexpectedly, they all failed.

Ultimately, it was Lin Sheng's chess skills that were too formidable. His thinking was meticulous and his moves were decisive. Even though they could occasionally coordinate to restrain him, they were still no match for him.

Cui Xiaoxiao stood up, her gaze sweeping across the sofa. When she saw Sister Ailian, who was limp and unable to move, a look of astonishment instantly crossed her face, and she subconsciously exclaimed, "Huh, isn't she...?"

Hearing the sound, Sister Ailian looked up and met Cui Xiaoxiao's gaze. Her originally pale cheeks instantly flushed red, a mixture of shyness and embarrassment making her feel very uncomfortable.

She desperately wanted to get up and get away, but the exhaustion in her body was like a receding tide, her limbs were weak and sore, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her hands. She could only lie there in a sorry state.

Noticing Cui Xiaoxiao's unusual behavior, Meirun quickly moved closer to her, gently tugged at her sleeve, and asked softly with a puzzled look, "Xiaoxiao, do you know her?"

Cui Xiaoxiao snapped out of her daze and lowered her voice to explain, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible surprise: "She's the person in charge of the Number Gang, Sister Ailian! She's a well-known strong woman in the Po Lan Street area."

As she spoke, Cui Xiaoxiao briefly mentioned Sister Ailian's deeds.

Upon hearing this, the women all looked puzzled, clearly having never heard of this name before.

However, they all knew that Cui Xiaoxiao was the head of the Hung Hing Po Lan Street branch, and even she admired a woman who must be very powerful.

Sigh, everyone looked at Sister Ailian with awe.

Only Bobo's face darkened instantly upon seeing Sister Ailian. A surge of anger welled up inside him. He strode over to Sister Ailian, reached out and helped her up, his voice full of accusation: "Sister Ailian, do you remember me?"

Ailian lifted her heavy eyelids, stared blankly at Bobo for several moments, her mind searching for that face. Finally, she shook her head slightly, her voice weak: "I don't remember..."

She manages hundreds of beautiful women and sees countless people every day.

Bobo was very beautiful, but she didn't recognize the name.

Bobo chuckled coldly, her anger growing even stronger: "Heh, a big shot like you naturally wouldn't remember someone as insignificant as me. But right now, you're just like me, merely a woman playing Ludo with Brother Sheng!"

Last year, Bobo worked at a nightclub owned by Sister Ailian and was frequently harassed by customers.

Desperate, she sought help from Sister Ailian, only to be met with indifference and expulsion, with even her hard-earned wages being confiscated.

That grievance and resentment had been accumulating in her heart for a long time, forming an indelible knot in her heart.

At this moment, she looked at her once high and mighty Sister Ailian, now lying on the sofa just like them, her hair disheveled and her expression listless.

Bobo's long-suppressed anger instantly overwhelmed his reason. He strode forward, his eyes filled with malice, wanting nothing more than to get revenge on Sister Ailian.

He demanded justice and questioned her indifference back then.

When Sister Ailian heard her accusation, she was shocked and forced herself to sit up despite her weakness.

Before Bobo could say anything more, he reached out and gently hugged her, pressing his burning head against her smooth shoulder. He whispered softly in her ear, word by word, "I'm sorry."

Sister Ailian didn't know who Bobo was.

But she has too many women like Bobo around her, so she can probably guess the anger in the other person's heart.

Tonight, Sister Ailian came to see Lin Sheng with a specific purpose.

Not wanting to ruin things because of Bobo, the only thing to do was to apologize humbly and get Bobo's forgiveness.

This belated apology instantly extinguished the anger in Bobo's heart.

All the grievances and anger turned into bitterness at this moment. She sighed softly, picked up the coat next to her, and carefully draped it over Ailian's thin body.

"Sister Ailian, is there something you need from Brother Sheng?"

Bobo's voice softened, and the harshness in his tone was gone.

Sister Ailian gripped her coat tightly, nodded vigorously, her face full of exhaustion and embarrassment.

Bobo understood, glanced at the women standing to the side, and gave them a look, signaling them to quickly clean up the mess in the private room so that Sister Ailian and Brother Sheng could have a quiet space to talk.

The women quickly responded and began to work quietly and quietly.

Half an hour later, Lin Sheng came out of the inner room wrapped in a bath towel and glanced around the private room.

Only Sister Ailian remained in the spacious private room; the others had vanished. Her brow furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across her face as she asked in a questioning tone, "Where are they?"

Sister Ailian took a deep breath, slowly got up and came to Lin Sheng's side, forcing a faint smile on her face, trying to show her usual gentle and elegant demeanor.

"Ah Sheng, this is Ai Lian, the person in charge of the Number Gang's Hengzi Group!"

"What? You're Sister Ailian?" Lin Sheng's face showed surprise when he heard Sister Ailian's self-explanation.

He recognized Ailian's face, but couldn't quite place her!

I never expected to play Ludo with a legendary woman from the martial arts world tonight, and she even threw the dice so hard. Thinking about it now, I still feel a little bad.

"Sister Ailian, I'm sorry, tonight..."

Before Lin Sheng could finish speaking, Sister Ailian pressed her finger to his lips and whispered in his ear, "Tonight, I'm very..."

happy!"

"hehe!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng reached out and hugged Sister Ailian's waist, a playful smile appearing on his face: "Sister Ailian, I wonder if you'd like to be this happy every day?"

"Ah Sheng, I haven't congratulated you yet. Tonight you're famous throughout Hong Kong Island. There's no gangster who doesn't know your name!"

Sister Ailian said with a face full of admiration.

His tone was tinged with a hint of smugness.

"Sister Ailian, you've made such a great sacrifice today, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Sheng gently released Ai Lian, turned around and sat on the sofa opposite her. The smile on his face gradually faded, his expression turned serious, and his tone became somewhat stern: "Speak, what do you want from me?"

Sister Ailian sat upright on the sofa, her fair legs gently crossed, a smile still on her face, but her eyes held a hint of urgency. She spoke directly, "Asheng, I know your time is precious, so to make a long story short, I need your help."

"Sister Ailian's directness makes me a little embarrassed to speak up."

Lin Sheng slowly took out a cigarette, tossed one to Sister Ailian, lit it himself, took a deep drag, and then exhaled the smoke heavily.

The swirling smoke rings enveloped his figure, perfectly obscuring the fleeting calculation in his eyes, making him appear even more unpredictable.

As Sister Ailian gazed at the blurry figure before her, a flash of anger crossed her eyes.

She has already sacrificed so much tonight, yet Lin Sheng is still putting on such a hypocritical act, clearly trying to take the opportunity to make demands. What a scumbag!

But to make sure her efforts tonight weren't in vain, she suppressed her anger and tried to keep her tone calm: "Sheng, as long as you're willing to support me, I'll give you anything."

Lin Sheng, a cigarette between his fingers, slowly raised his eyes: "The Number Gang robbed Lin Huai Le of two blocks not long ago. Sister Ai Lian should know about that, right?"

Sister Ailian's heart tightened, and she quickly replied, "I know, it was Yaowen who spearheaded the effort, joining forces with Yi Zidui and Wu Zidui!"

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As she spoke, she kept a close eye on Lin Sheng's expression. Seeing his brows furrow slightly, she paused and tentatively asked, "Sheng, although Yaowen is with Hengji, if you want me to hand him over, can we have a serious talk?"