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

Chapter 139 You Can Survive First

Seeing his men turning around and running away, Brother Nine held back the pain and roared loudly, "Come back here, or I'll kill you when I get back."

However, those younger brothers seemed to be frightened and ignored his threats, but ran even faster.

As they ran, they shouted mockingly: "Brother Jiu, whether you can survive is still a question. If you can't survive, how can you deal with us!"

Hearing this, Brother Nine's face flushed with anger, and his heart was filled with anger and helplessness. He glared at the fleeing brothers fiercely, but he was powerless and could only watch them disappear from his sight.

At this time, the younger brothers who were originally lying on the ground also stood up, supported each other, and quickly fled from this dangerous place, completely disregarding the life or death of the Ninth Brother.

In response, Wang Haoran did not try to stop it, but looked at his ninth brother lying on the ground happily, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Seeing this, Brother Nine felt extremely angry and humiliated. He could only roar helplessly, trying to save some face with words.

Then, Brother Nine looked at Wang Haoran viciously and said with gritted teeth: "If you dare, mess with me, or I will kill you sooner or later."

However, after hearing this, the smile on Wang Haoran's face did not change at all, and he didn't even blink.

He slowly squatted down, picked up the dagger on the ground, and then played with it gently, as if the dagger was a work of art.

Wang Haoran slowly approached Brother Jiu, and finally leaned over and whispered in his ear: "What did you say just now? The wind was a bit strong, I didn't hear clearly."

His voice was very soft, but every word was like thunder exploding in Brother Jiu's ears. Brother Jiu's eyes widened and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He looked at the dagger in Wang Haoran's hand, and beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, but he still pretended to be calm and said with a stiff upper lip: "I said you have the ability to do..."

However, before he could finish his words, Wang Haoran stabbed the dagger into Ninth Brother's thigh without hesitation.

In an instant, Ninth Brother let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and the sound resounded through the sky.

"Where should I stab next? My neck? Or should I cut off your earthworms?" Faced with the miserable condition of Ninth Brother, Wang Haoran had no reaction and continued to talk to himself with an expressionless face.

At this moment, Brother Jiu's heart was filled with fear. He had no doubt that Wang Haoran really wanted to kill him.

Even though he often got into fights, he was still afraid of the threat of death.

His body involuntarily retreated backwards, and as he retreated, he stammered, "Murder is against the law. If you kill me, you can't escape!"

Hearing this, Wang Haoran sneered, with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "I really don't believe it, I can't run away." Before he finished speaking, he held the dagger in his hand and stabbed it hard at Brother Jiu's neck.

"No... I beg you not to kill me!" Brother Nine watched in horror as the dagger in Wang Haoran's hand, flashing with cold light, got closer to him little by little. His body trembled violently and uncontrollably, almost out of control.

His face was as pale as paper, his lips were beginning to turn blue, and he stammered for mercy, as if he could already see the shadow of death looming over his head.

At this moment, a foul smell came. It turned out that a pool of yellow liquid flowed out from under Brother Jiu's pants. It was obvious that he was scared to the point of incontinence.

Seeing that Wang Haoran was really going to kill Ninth Brother, He Daqing was shocked and hurried forward to dissuade him, "Haoran, calm down and don't be so impulsive!" However, Wang Haoran seemed to ignore his advice and did not slow down his hands at all.

Brother Jiu felt the approach of death, and his heart was filled with despair and fear. He closed his eyes tightly, not daring to face the impending fate, and kept muttering words of begging for mercy, hoping to get a little mercy.

Just when the dagger was only an inch away from Brother Jiu's throat, Wang Haoran suddenly changed the direction of the dagger and slammed it hard into the ground behind Brother Jiu.

Wang Haoran then stood up contentedly, looking down at Brother Nine at his feet with a cold gaze. A trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a mocking smile.

Looking at Brother Nine who was still yelling, he shouted angrily, "Stop howling like a ghost or a wolf. If you keep yelling, I'll kill you right now!"

Hearing this, Brother Nine immediately shut his mouth and dared not make any sound.

He opened his eyes tremblingly and found that the dagger was not stuck in his body. He was relieved at once, but then he was filled with fear again.

He looked at Wang Haoran with eyes full of fear and flattery, and said tremblingly: "Thank you, big brother, for not killing me..."

Wang Haoran said with a look of disgust: "I thought you were not afraid of death? You have such little courage. It's really disappointing and meaningless." After hearing this, Brother Jiu didn't dare to say anything more, for he was afraid of angering Wang Haoran again.

Wang Haoran looked at Ninth Brother's cautious look and felt very bored, so he turned and walked towards He Daqing and the others.

Seeing Wang Haoran coming over, He Daqing was relieved, but he couldn't help complaining, "Can you stop being so irritating? I was so scared just now that my heart couldn't take it anymore."

"Let's go! Now we should go find that White Widow to settle the score." Wang Haoran said, thinking of what White Widow had done before. If it weren't for his strong martial arts, he would probably be killed here today. His eyes became extremely cold, and his tone was full of murderous intent.

"Okay..." When He Daqing heard the name White Widow, hatred instantly surged in his heart. He responded with gritted teeth, and his hatred for White Widow was beyond words.

Looking at the gradually receding backs of Wang Haoran and the others, Brother Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had just escaped from a nightmare.

The feeling of surviving a disaster gave him a deeper understanding of life and made him appreciate everything in front of him even more.

Recalling the thrilling scene in which he had just narrowly escaped death, Brother Jiu secretly made up his mind to quit the underworld and no longer get involved in those fighting and killing things.

From then on, Baoding City had one more kind-hearted person who was eager to help others.

Many years later, this former gangster has built up a considerable business and has become a well-known philanthropist.

On this day, the ninth brother was telling his dozen or so grandchildren about his past experiences with a smile on his face.

When Wang Haoran was mentioned, his eyes involuntarily swept to the newspaper beside him. The newspaper was the latest issue of the world's richest list, and Wang Haoran's name was listed at the top.

Seeing this, Ninth Brother was filled with a heartfelt gratitude. If it weren't for Wang Haoran's lesson that made him realize his mistake, he would have followed the footsteps of Third Master. How could he have such a wonderful life with his children and grandchildren around him and enjoy the happiness of family life?

Of course, this is something.