Hong Kong variety show: I, Big Guy, didn't cheat!

With the two women and their tagalong, Xiao Long, he entered the suite. Ding Haokun placed her on the sofa and lifted Fiery Fox's beautiful legs. It must be said, this woman wasn't particularly beautiful, but her figure was truly stunning, and her face possessed a unique charm—worthy of long-term attention.

"Bear with it, it'll hurt a little!" Before Firefox could answer, she exerted force and snapped her knee back into place with a crack, causing her to wince in pain.

After confirming that his collarbone was not dislocated, Ding Haokun took out a small cup of Longevity Spring Water, poured half of it into another small cup, and handed it to Fire Fox and Fate. "Drink it, and your injuries will be healed."

The two women took the drink and drank it all in one gulp. A tingling sensation spread through their bodies, and their injuries were truly all healed.

They exchanged a glance, and almost simultaneously, they attacked Ding Haokun. The difference was that Fire Fox's attacks were all deadly, while Fate's were aimed at capturing him.

Ding Haokun wasn't surprised. These two women were like harem horses; he'd be surprised if they were easily subdued. His lips moved slightly, and he uttered a single word: "Suppress!"

The two women instantly lost their balance and knelt on the ground, their muscles tense. They tried to stand up but couldn't, and were drenched in sweat.

"You guys are no match for my underlings, yet you think you can defeat me? What a pipe dream!" He glanced at Little Dragon, who was trying to sneak up on him, and gave a speechless smile. "You'd better behave yourself, or you'll be suppressed and never grow tall again!"

Xiao Long chuckled, "Big brother, you've misunderstood. I'm just a little hungry and want to find something to eat!"

"Oh, you can eat all of this on the coffee table. You're quite sensible. But don't call me 'big brother' anymore, just call me 'brother-in-law' from now on!"

Fate gritted its teeth and said, "Don't even think about it, I won't agree!"

"Heh, you're making such absolute statements. Think it over carefully before you speak." Ding Haokun sat down nonchalantly, put his legs on the coffee table, and lit a cigar.

"You think you're rejecting me, but actually you're rejecting life. You'll die, and your brother Xiaolong will die too!" Noticing the murderous look in Yuanfen's eyes, he shook his head speechlessly. "It's not that I'm threatening you with your lives, but that your senior brother Leitai has already dug your graves!"

"If you become my woman, I can protect both of you. You won't die, and Xiaolong will be able to grow up healthy and stop fighting!"

"Why should I believe you?" The suppressing power disappeared, and Yuanfen and Huohu lay on the ground as if they were exhausted, not wanting to move a single finger.

"It's simple. Your senior brother, Lei Tai, was someone the He family put forward. But what did he do? He collaborated with outsiders to try and control who would become the God of Gamblers. If you win, you can escape together to Pineapple, or somewhere else, where you'll have a chance to survive."

But your senior brother lost. They bet on me, but the winner was Asen. This means that he not only offended the He family, but also those who ran the betting odds on the sidelines, causing them to suffer heavy losses.

The entire world is your and Xiaolong's enemy, and the He family will hunt you down. Do you think you can survive without my protection?

Death is an easy choice. If you don't commit suicide in time, your looks will most likely end up as a giggle, providing amusement for those escort bosses. Even if you aren't played to death, you'll be bought into the cheapest stall, like Brazil or France, and played to death.

Your younger brother, Xiaolong, is in an even worse situation. Those big shots abroad have no bottom line. Someone as fair-skinned and delicate as him will definitely become a major consumer of baby oil.

Even after death, you will become someone else's meal. Even if you commit suicide, your bodies will be recycled, and your souls will not even have the chance to enter the underworld.

So think it over carefully: will you be my woman and live a good life, or will you step out of this room and face your tragic fate? Let me tell you the truth, there are definitely people planted on this ship. Refuse me, and you'll have a hard time even getting off the ship. Think about what will happen to you!

Xiaolong was a clever little devil, a little adult, and knew a lot. At this moment, he was trembling with fear, and Yuanfen's face was as pale as paper. She knew very well that if what Ding Haokun said happened, even a part of it would be something she couldn't accept!

"Can you really protect both of us?"

"Of course, because I'm not just rich, I'm powerful. Anyone who opposes me will have their entire family wiped out. So tell me your decision now: stay or leave!"

Fate nodded somewhat humiliatedly, "I'll stay!"

"A wise decision; you won't regret it." Turning to Firefox, "Now let's talk about us. Have you considered that your so-called 'Loom of Fate' might be a joke, a lie, manipulated by humans, or controlled by demons?"

Firefox said stubbornly, "Don't try to fool me. I won't believe it. It's my honor to accept the guidance of fate."

"Haha, you foreign devils, you're fucking hilarious. Guidance from fate? Who do you think you are? Is the God of Fate so idle that he would guide an assassin organization like yours?"

There's a saying in my hometown: "Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs." Do you know what that means? It means that in the eyes of a god like fate, all humans are no different from the straw dogs used in sacrifices, or even ants.

Would you guide the fate of an ant? Would the ant understand your guidance? So, face reality, your so-called "kill one to save a thousand" is just a joke.

What's the most ridiculous thing? Gods of fate don't have time to bother with you, but demons from hell do. They love to manipulate humans and take their souls, so the answer is obvious!" Ding Haokun shrugged, looking at Fire Fox as if he were an idiot.

"How could this be? You're lying to me, you're lying to me, right?" She grabbed Ding Haokun's hand excitedly and shook it frantically, on the verge of a breakdown!

Ding Haokun looked at the small pendulum swing, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Whether I'm lying or not, you already know the answer in your heart. I'm worth over 50 billion, and I have hundreds of thousands of people working for me."

My Haotian Charity Foundation has invested over 10 billion yuan in building Hope Primary Schools and poverty alleviation projects across the country. If I were to die, even if the Haotian Group doesn't collapse, it would be severely weakened.

"Killing one person can save a thousand, but if I die, it will implicate millions. Do you still think I'm lying to you?"

"How could this happen?" Fire Fox muttered to herself. She joined the Assassin Brotherhood because her family had been murdered and she wanted to uphold justice, but it turned out to be a joke!

Feeling that the time was right, Ding Haokun pulled her up, sat her on his lap, and whispered in her ear, "The truth is no longer important to you. I can give you a better choice now."

Join my family, become a member of the Haotian Charity Foundation, lead teams to conduct on-site inspections, and construct charitable projects—your soul will find eternal peace!

Firefox looked up at Ding Haokun and asked, "May I?"

"Of course, listen to me. I may not be a good person, but I won't cheat my own woman. You'll get more. Join my family, how about it?" As he spoke, he gently stroked Fire Fox's back, making her relax and fall asleep.

Seeing this, Yuanfen and Xiaolong couldn't help but roll their eyes, thinking to themselves, "How shameless!" The next second, the siblings stared wide-eyed in horror as the Fire Fox vanished.

"Alright, don't be so surprised, you two go in and have a look too!" With a wave of her hand, the two disappeared. As for the explanation, Princess Yunluo could handle that.

Twenty minutes later, Haitang and Jiang Yunyun walked in, covered in blood, their faces beaming with the satisfaction of revenge.

Ding Haokun didn't mind at all. He walked over, picked up the two women, and chuckled, "Come on, I'll take you to take a shower to save water." He walked into the bathroom, skipping a million words.

That evening, the two women were left behind for a final round of negotiations with the gang's elders. If they remained shameless, they would be drowned at sea.

The brothers were taken into the Lost World. Ding Haokun took off and flew to New York in the Ugly Country. He released his senses and quickly discovered a strange energy. He flew over to check and found that it was the textile factory of the Assassin's Guild.

He brought out cannons from the perimeter and summoned his men. "If you hear any noise from the textile factory, just bombard it as much as you want. Have your fun, and don't worry about anything else!"

"What's that noise?" Luo Tianhong asked.

"Don't worry, it'll be a big commotion. You'll understand when you see it," Ding Haokun said, then set off to observe the sky and flew towards the textile factory.

A seemingly abandoned spire emanates a faint energy that envelops the entire textile factory, constantly brainwashing the people inside.

Good heavens, in this world, if Sloan and the others really betrayed us, it would be because this shuttle was deliberately playing them. Otherwise, how could they possibly betray us after being brainwashed for so long?

Entering the room atop the spire, watching a shuttle darting swiftly across the silver-white loom, Ding Haokun chuckled mockingly, "Now that things are getting to this point, are you still going to pretend? Show yourself, or you'll miss your chance!"

The shuttle vibrated and suddenly flew out, transforming into an angel dressed in white with golden hair and a pair of pure white wings in front of Ding Haokun.

"Mortal, this is the place of destiny. You are not my follower. Leave immediately!"

"Stop pretending, you want me to beat you until you reveal your true colors? You're addicted to playing with those idiots down there, and you still want to pretend with me? This is your last chance, show me your true colors, or I'll fuck you!"

The angel's expression froze for a moment, then black hellfire erupted from his body, engulfing him and revealing a red-skinned demon in a suit who reeked of sulfur!

"You're no ordinary mortal, but I don't sense any of that old God's power in you. How did you see through my disguise?"

Ding Haokun looked the demon up and down and found that it was male. This made him furious. He had actually been somewhat attracted to the angelic form just now!

With a murderous glint in his eyes, he smiled and said, "I didn't see through your true form, but I know that old God is a lazy bum. He doesn't care about the human world at all, and neither do the angels under his command."

Only devils like you enjoy fooling the world and especially love controlling other people's destinies. And it turns out I wasn't wrong; you are indeed a devil from hell.

"So, you've discovered my true form. What do you want to do? Expose me, or kill me?"

The devil's face wore a contemptuous smile, like a cat looking at a little mouse.

"Killing you would be a waste. I'd rather eat you and use you as nourishment to make me stronger!" Before the demon could react, Ding Haokun threw a punch, unleashing a terrifying burst of energy that sent it flying.

The entire textile factory seemed to have been ripped open with a huge wound, and a long trench appeared on the ground!

The brothers outside were speechless at the commotion. "I feel like if our boss punched us twice, the textile factory would be finished. Why bother with artillery shells!"

Gao Jin picked up the cannonball, put it in, and fired the first shot. "If you don't want to play, you can watch. This opportunity is rare, and I can't miss it!" After saying that, he pulled the rope, and the cannonball was launched with a sonic boom!

The others then realized what was happening and quickly started loading shells, launching a full-scale bombardment of the textile factory.