Siheyuan: With the system in hand, the world is mine

"Old Xiao, pay the bill." After finishing their meal, He Daqing excitedly took Wang Haoran out of the private room.

"How is your meal, Old He? My cooking skills are pretty good, right?" Upon hearing this, Old Xiao turned around immediately and saw He Daqing's happy look. He knew that He Daqing had already solved his family's problem, so he was secretly happy for He Daqing.

"Not bad, but still a little worse than me. You need to practice more." He Daqing walked up to Lao Xiao and patted him on the shoulder and joked.

"Get out of here, you old man are not as good as me." Lao Xiao scolded with a smile.

"I won't talk to you anymore. Hurry up and calculate how much money it is. I have something else to deal with later." He Daqing changed his playful look and said solemnly.

"Don't rush me, I'll calculate it for you right away." Old Xiao looked at He Daqing's expression and knew that he was in a hurry, so he picked up the abacus and started calculating.

Crackling, a crisp sound of abacus was heard, and Lao Xiao moved the abacus beads quickly and skillfully.

After a while, he stopped what he was doing, looked up and said to He Daqing, "The total is one hundred and eight dollars and fifty-six cents."

He Daqing took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted them, and handed them to Lao Xiao: "Here's one hundred and ten yuan. No need to change."

After settling the bill, He Daqing couldn't wait to settle the account with the White Widow, and dragged Wang Haoran and others towards their residence in Baoding at full speed.

But what He Daqing didn't know was that the Third Master had already sent his most capable subordinate, the Ninth Brother, with a dozen people to wait there for them to fall into his trap.

He Daqing kept urging Wang Haoran and others to speed up along the way, and kept saying that he wanted to teach Bai Guafu a lesson. Wang Haoran looked helpless and could only trot along with He Daqing.

Not long after, He Daqing, Wang Haoran and others arrived at the street where He Daqing and Bai Guafu lived, sweating profusely.

As soon as he walked into a narrow alley, He Daqing saw a dozen people holding sticks waiting in front of the alley. Looking at these people who were smoking and looked like street urchins, He Daqing couldn't help but feel a rumbling in his heart, thinking that something was wrong.

Just when he was about to take Wang Haoran back, several people suddenly appeared from behind and blocked their retreat.

He Daqing's face changed drastically as he realized that he might have fallen into a trap.

Wang Haoran was also shocked! His eyes became alert and he stared closely at the people in front of him.

Although he was confident in his martial arts, he was more worried that He Yushui and Wang Xinya would be hurt, so he quickly protected He Yushui and Wang Xinya behind him and prepared for the upcoming battle.

Wang Xinya had never experienced such a scene before. She was terrified. Her little hands tightly grasped the corner of Wang Haoran's clothes. Tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at Wang Haoran pitifully and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, I'm so scared..."

Seeing his sister so scared, Wang Haoran felt distressed. He gently stroked Wang Xinya's head and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Xiaoya. Your brother is here and no one can hurt you." However, the anger in his heart was already burning.

He Daqing also realized that things were not going well. The other party obviously had bad intentions, and they were numerous. If a fight really started, he and Wang Haoran would definitely suffer.

He began to try hard to recall whether he had offended anyone recently, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember having any conflicts with anyone.

Faced with this situation, He Daqing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He knew that this problem must be solved as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He Daqing stepped forward tremblingly and asked cautiously, "My dear brothers, I shouldn't have offended you, right? Did you recognize the wrong person?"

Brother Jiu smoked leisurely, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and then responded: "You are He Daqing, right?"

Hearing this, He Daqing knew that these people were indeed coming for him. Seeing that the other side was large in number and aggressive, and that he and Wang Haoran would definitely be beaten without any ability to fight back and escape, he decided to give in, hoping to calm down the storm.

"I am indeed He Daqing, but I really don't know how I have offended you. Please be merciful and let me go." He Daqing said with a flattering smile.

"You didn't provoke us, but someone paid a large sum of money to hire our Third Master, so Third Master sent us to teach you a lesson." Ninth Brother said with a smile.

He Daqing couldn't help but tremble when he heard the name "San Ye". He knew that "San Ye" was the biggest gangster boss in Baoding, and once he targeted him, there would be no room for maneuver.

Rumor has it that anyone the Third Master wants to deal with will either disappear from sight or end up with broken bones.

Thinking of this, He Daqing couldn't help but feel terrified. He could only grit his teeth helplessly and beg for mercy in a low voice: "Brothers, I am willing to give you money, please let me live, okay?"

"Even if we take care of you, the money will be ours too." Brother Nine's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and then he said to the others, "Brothers, don't you agree?"

"Yes..." the other gangsters echoed.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to give up, He Daqing became ruthless and said with gritted teeth: "Little brother, let me die knowingly! I want to know who invited the Third Master."

"Oh... this is a good request, but I don't know that person's name, I just know it's a woman, and that woman was..." When he said this, the ninth brother licked his lips, and when he thought of the taste of that woman, he showed an auntie smile on his face.

When he heard it was a woman, He Daqing immediately guessed who it was and angrily yelled, "White Widow, don't let me live, or I will make you die miserably."

After seeing He Daqing guess who it was, Brother Nine shouted, "The man ordered by the Third Master will have his bones broken. As for the older girl, take her back for everyone to have fun. Don't worry about the younger one."

"Ha...ha...thank you, Brother Nine." The other gangsters smiled lewdly.

"You bastards, I'll kill you. Haoran, take them away, I'll clear the way for you." He Daqing roared angrily, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to spit fire.

He rushed towards the enemy without hesitation, but just after taking a few steps, he was grabbed by a strong hand.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free. He turned his head with a puzzled look on his face and found that Wang Haoran was holding his arm tightly.

"Haoran?" He Daqing asked in surprise.

"Let me go! Protect them." Wang Haoran pulled He Daqing back behind him with force, then rushed out like an arrow.

"I don't care who comes, the end will be the same. Come on, brothers." Brother Nine said coldly, and then rushed towards Wang Haoran with a group of younger brothers.

In an instant, the narrow alley was filled with shouting and the sound of sticks colliding, and the whole scene was in chaos.