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

The deaf old lady leaned on a cane and slowly returned to the courtyard. Her originally hunched body seemed even more upright at this moment, and her eyes were full of cruelty.

When her eyes swept across Wang Haoran and He Daqing's house, a chill surged from the bottom of her heart. She clenched her teeth tightly and whispered to herself: "Enjoy this last moment! There will be no such opportunity in the future."

"But then again, you should thank me. If it weren't for my kindness, those two little girls would have died tonight. But I let them live a little longer, and I'll have someone take good care of them."

When she said this, a hideous smile appeared on the deaf old lady's face, which was chilling.

Then she turned around and staggered towards her residence, each step seeming to be filled with deep resentment.

At the same time, in a room in the backyard, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

Two people, one big and one small, were looking at each other face to face. They were Wang Haoran and the assassins he summoned.

Wang Haoran crossed his arms across his chest and carefully looked up and down at the silent assassin in front of him.

He was tall and strong, with taut muscles all over his body, emitting an invisible aura of oppression.

However, on the face that was mostly covered by the black mask, only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes were exposed.

Wang Haoran explained to the death squad the tasks that needed to be completed next. His voice was low and serious, and every word he said was very clear and concise.

The death warrior stood there quietly, like a cold wooden stake, listening to Wang Haoran's instructions motionlessly.

If it weren't for his brief responses occasionally, others might really think he was just a lifeless corpse.

"Okay, that's all you have to pay attention to. Don't take it lightly, and don't let that old guy take any chances." Seeing that everything that needed to be explained had been said, Wang Haoran breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fixed on the assassin in front of him.

It has to be said that having such a strong warrior comparable to the King of Soldiers guarding his own yard really makes Wang Haoran feel at ease.

Otherwise, if there was no such person to protect the hospital, he would have to be highly alert all the time and be on guard against the hateful deaf old lady. Although Wang Haoran himself was not afraid of the deaf old lady.

But the younger sister and the weak He Yushui at home need to be protected! If one day I am a little careless, there is no guarantee that the crazy deaf old lady will not kill them.

"Okay, master." Upon hearing this, the burly man who had been standing quietly in front of Wang Haoran responded with a gloomy face and no expression.

However, just such a simple answer made Wang Haoran feel embarrassed instantly.

After all, in his previous life, he was just a humble worker at the bottom of society who was ruthlessly exploited by capitalists all day long.

Every day, he was busy working for his insignificant livelihood, his heart filled with endless worries and sorrows.

Now, he was suddenly respected as "Master". This huge contrast in identity and status made it difficult for him to adapt for a while.

After all, there were not many such titles in the big families in the previous life, let alone someone like him who was born as an ox or a horse by accident. Although he had fantasized about it before, he was defeated now.

Although he has many loyal people under him in this life, no one has ever called him that.

So he coughed twice and said, "Call me Young Master from now on! Don't call me Master. It doesn't matter if we are family, but if others hear it, they will think I am seeking revenge against society."

At this point, Wang Haoran paused and said, "By the way, you don't seem to have a name! From now on, you can be called Lin Yi!"

"Okay, Master."

When Wang Haoran heard the response from the assassins, it was always the same two words - "Okay, master" or "Okay, young master", but there was no expression on his face, as if he was owed money.

This made Wang Haoran very bored, he felt like he was facing a robot.

Finally, Wang Haoran couldn't help but start teasing: "Lin Yi, can you change your tone a little bit when you speak? It's not good to always have a cold face. As the saying goes, a smile makes you look ten years younger."

However, in the face of Wang Haoran's earnest persuasion, Lin Yi's mouth corners curled slightly, and he still stood there expressionlessly, not saying a word.

Seeing Lin Yi's dull reaction, Wang Haoran smiled awkwardly, and looked at Lin Yi who could not be saved: "It's like talking to a cow! Forget it, it's a waste of words to tell you so much, you should just go and do your own thing!"

After receiving the order, Lin Yi simply replied: "Okay, Master."

Then he turned around and slowly left the room with steady steps.

Wang Haoran, who stayed where he was, curled his lips in disgust, looking as if he had lost all hope in life.

However, when he changed his mind and considered that the death soldiers had combat power equivalent to that of a soldier king, he felt somewhat comforted.

But what he didn't expect was that he was actually deceived by Lin Yi. Lin Yi was just teasing Wang Haoran and was not really a rigid person. After all, Lin Yi was also a living person.

Watching Lin Yi's departing figure, Wang Haoran muttered to himself, "When I have money in the future, I will exchange more assassins. When I go out, I will be surrounded by assassins. How impressive it will be!"

"And if we equip the death squad with weapons in the future, will it be possible..." Thinking of this, Wang Haoran shook his head: "Forget it, this idea is too dangerous. The country does not allow people to become spirits, but that place seems to be allowed." After saying that, Wang Haoran looked towards a place in the west.

"No, it's too early now. If possible in the future, I don't mind being a king. This is also a way out. Who knows when my secret will be exposed."

After Wang Haoran finished speaking, he looked at the time on his watch and said, "It's getting late. I'm going to bed."

No one expected that Wang Haoran's words would come true. Later, when Wang Haoran was worth a lot of money, he felt extremely bored and thought that life as the world's richest man was meaningless. After many of his plans, he really became the king.

Of course, this is something to talk about later.

Just as Wang Haoran was lying on the bed and falling asleep, a mouse sneaked into the courtyard and came quietly to the backyard.

He looked at the address in his hand, then looked at the houses of He Daqing and Wang Haoran, and said to himself, "These should be the two houses."

But when his eyes stopped at Wang Haoran's yard, he said, "This family is quite rich. I didn't expect to make a fortune today. I didn't expect Nightingale to give me such a lucrative job this time."

"Now that I have both money and women, I can enjoy myself for a while."

Just as the mouse was smugly fantasizing about his future life, a dark shadow was watching him in a dark corner. This person was Lin Yi.