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

Wang Haoran stared at the furtive figure, feeling a sense of déjà vu in his heart, but before he could think it over, he saw the man suddenly holding his chest tightly.

In an instant, a thought flashed through Wang Haoran's mind like lightning - is there a thief in the yard?

He shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder, shaking the whole courtyard. Then, he rushed out like an arrow, cursing: "Damn, are you tired of living? How dare you come to our yard to steal things!"

When the man heard Wang Haoran's roar and saw him rushing towards him with great momentum, he was immediately frightened out of his wits and lost his mind. In panic, he turned around and ran wildly towards the depths of the yard.

Thus, a thrilling chase began.

Wang Haoran walked very fast, while the thief was flustered and staggered. Before long, Wang Haoran gradually closed the distance between him and the thief.

Seeing Wang Haoran getting closer and closer, the thief was terrified. He fled desperately while shouting at the top of his voice: "Wait..."

However, Wang Haoran was already furious at this time, and he would not care about the thief's pleas for mercy. He continued to curse, kicked the thief fiercely, and shouted angrily: "I'll wait for your mother's head!"

The kick was so powerful that the thief couldn't dodge and was kicked several meters away, falling heavily to the ground. With a shrill scream, the thief's body rolled on the ground for several times before stopping.

But even so, Wang Haoran did not intend to give up. He quickly stepped forward and launched a round of violent punches at the thief who was lying on the ground. Each punch was filled with endless anger and power, and the thief cried and wailed.

At this moment, when the people in the yard heard Wang Haoran shouting that someone was stealing something, they rushed over like a tide. They were aggressive and their eyes were wide open, as if they wanted to eat the thief alive.

When they arrived at the scene, they saw Wang Haoran punching and kicking a man fiercely. The man was curled up on the ground, unable to fight back.

Seeing this, the group of people immediately swarmed over without thinking and joined the melee. For a while, fists and feet were thrown, and shouts and curses echoed throughout the courtyard.

As Wang Haoran watched more and more people joining in, he was secretly delighted. He withdrew himself and stood aside leisurely, like a spectator, watching the show with relish.

The poor fellow finally couldn't bear the violent beating. He begged and shouted, "Stop, please stop! I'm He Daqing. If you keep going like this, someone will die!"

When everyone heard the three words "He Daqing", they were all stunned and stopped what they were doing instantly.

They looked at each other with expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

While everyone was stunned, He Daqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Haoran, who was standing by, also came to his senses when he heard the man introduce himself as "He Daqing". He frowned and muttered to himself, "No wonder I felt this figure was so familiar just now..."

However, Wang Haoran quickly recalled He Daqing's previous series of strange behaviors, especially the way he ran away after seeing him. He suddenly realized and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: Humph, you really went to great lengths to hide from me! Good on you, He Daqing, I finally caught you this time!

Thinking of this, the anger in Wang Haoran's heart instantly erupted like a volcano. His eyes were wide open, veins bulged on his forehead, and his face turned red.

Just as He Daqing was about to take off the mask on his face, Wang Haoran pushed through the crowd with lightning speed and rushed forward like an enraged lion.

He widened his eyes and roared, "You said you are He Daqing, then you are He Daqing! I am still the king of heaven! Damn it, you actually dared to dress up like this and come to our yard to steal things. I will never let you off easily today!"

Wang Haoran cursed angrily while rushing towards He Daqing with his hands and feet, showing no mercy. His fists hit He Daqing like raindrops, and each punch was filled with endless anger and strength.

He Daqing had just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect Wang Haoran to attack so quickly. He had no time to dodge and could only desperately protect his head with both hands, while constantly saying, "I'm really He Daqing, stop hitting me!"

However, Wang Haoran was already blinded by anger and didn't listen to He Daqing's explanation. He just wanted to release all the anger that had been pent up in his heart, so he turned a deaf ear to He Daqing's pleas for mercy.

His attacks became more and more fierce, with each punch hitting the flesh, causing He Daqing to scream in agony, with his wails echoing throughout the yard.

The people watching were stunned for a moment when they saw Wang Haoran beating He Daqing so fiercely, and they didn't know what to do.

They looked at each other and began to whisper: "From this voice, it sounds like it's really He Daqing! Should we go up and stop the fight?" But no one dared to step forward to stop Wang Haoran who was angry, for fear that they would get beaten up by accident.

"Who cares if he is He Daqing or not! Didn't you see that Wang Haoran has already taken the initiative? Stop talking nonsense, come on together and beat him up!" One of them shouted at the top of his voice.

"That's right, beat him to a pulp. My hands have been itching for the past two days, and I'm worried that I can't find anyone to practice with!" another person echoed, rubbing his hands.

After hearing this, everyone understood what he meant and rushed forward like a tide, punching and kicking He Daqing like a torrential rain.

Poor He Daqing was instantly submerged in the crowd and could only passively endure this violent attack.

However, at this moment, He Daqing's mind was as clear as a mirror. He clearly realized that Wang Haoran's move was completely a revenge for his personal grudge. In this case, no matter how much he begged for mercy, it would be futile, so he simply gave up begging for mercy and took advantage of the gap between being beaten to take off the cover on his face.

He Daqing's little move naturally did not escape Wang Haoran's eyes, but Wang Haoran did not stop him at this time. After all, after beating He Daqing just now, most of the anger in his heart was released.

Moreover, if the fight continued endlessly like this, if some blind guy hit too hard and seriously injured He Daqing, I would have to go and treat him personally, which would be extremely troublesome.

Therefore, for now, just let He Daqing suffer some physical pain and some superficial injuries, just as a way to teach him a profound lesson.

If He Daqing could see through Wang Haoran's true thoughts deep in his heart, he would definitely say, "Fuck you, I've been beaten up so badly by you, and you obviously have the ability to heal me, but you still don't want to. I'm not a human being, and you're a real dog."

Of course, He Daqing didn’t know what Wang Haoran was thinking.

After Wang Haoran stopped, He Daqing finally showed his face and yelled, "Fuck you, look who I am."

Some people who saw He Daqing clearly stopped what they were doing, while others who were still enjoying the beating casually said, "I don't care who the hell you are, I'm going to beat you up." After saying that, they continued beating He Daqing without even looking at him.

Hearing this, He Daqing grimaced and looked at the people who were still beating him: "Use your brains to see if I am He Daqing. If you don't stop, I will call the police."

Those people were not afraid when they heard the name "He Daqing", but when they heard the words "call the police", they were so scared that they dared not move their raised hands. Only then did they see clearly that the person being beaten was He Daqing.

Immediately, everyone apologized quickly: "Uncle Daqing, we are so sorry! We really thought there was a thief in the yard."

"Yeah yeah!"

Everyone was afraid that He Daqing would call the police, and some saw Wang Haoran doing nothing, so they quickly pulled Wang Haoran in and then took themselves out, "Uncle Daqing, didn't Wang Haoran say there was a thief? How do we know it was you? You can't do anything about us."

"Yes, it's what Wang Haoran said. There is a thief. We should call the police. Uncle Daqing, you should call the police to arrest him." The crowd, fearing that they would be implicated, echoed.

Hearing everyone putting the blame on Wang Haoran, He Daqing saw Wang Haoran's indifferent expression, his mouth twitched, and he said inwardly, "Call the police to arrest him, I'm crazy, this is like looking for death (shit), not to mention that I still owe Wang Haoran a favor, so I won't call the police."

"Even if I call the police, Wang Haoran will only pay me some medical expenses and be criticized for beating me up on the pretext of catching a thief. Then I will be beaten up again by Wang Haoran. After all, family members know their own business. Wang Haoran is just avenging yesterday."

Seeing this situation, He Daqing could only swallow his anger.

What made He Daqing bleed even more was Wang Haoran's next move. Wang Haoran slowly approached He Daqing and suddenly said, "Sorry! Uncle Daqing, I hit the wrong person."

"And then?" Just as He Daqing was waiting for Wang Haoran to continue, there was nothing else. After saying this, Wang Haoran left.

“???” He Daqing and the people around him all had question marks on their faces, not knowing what to do. But when they saw Wang Haoran leaving, they smartly followed him. Soon, the group of people dispersed, leaving He Daqing, who was disheveled in the wind.