Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

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Tang Li was about to make a phone call late at night when she heard the sound of breaking glass in the living room. She lived on the seventh floor. She could not imagine who could throw the brick so high. The next second, the glass in the master bedroom shattered, and Tang Li screamed and stood up. Ran out.

Waves of denunciation and abuse spread throughout the community.

"You foreign devil, get out of our country right now. You bumped into our country's scientific researchers and you still refuse to apologize!"

Among the crowd was little Tu Kun, who was wearing a leather jacket and sitting on a motorcycle, holding a lollipop and pointing at Xiaohai.

"Uncle Hai, this firework of yours only makes a little noise? Come on, come on, get some steel pipes, put them inside, aim them at Tang Li's glass, and blow them up for me! Let her try the Italian cannon! Damn it. You're such a loser, you can't even curse people?"

Xiao Tukun took out a speaker and was about to speak when the window of the resident behind him opened and he said angrily.

"Are you still letting me sleep? Are you going crazy?"

Little Tu Kun turned his head to look at the man who opened the window, and then waved to the two younger brothers.

"Go and remove his vocal cords."

Then Xiao Tukun turned on the speaker.

"Hey! Hey! Tang Li, yours, I, Cao, you thing, you drove your car and hit Lady Song on purpose. Lady Song made a great contribution to our country's medicine, and you drove your car to kill her on purpose? Are you? You're not a spy sent by the enemy, are you? Get out of here, get out of here right now!"

Tu Kun was really dirty when he cursed people, especially Mi Tai. This had a lot to do with her living environment. At this time, Tang Li was already in a state of confusion. One after another, two kicks exploded in her living room and downstairs. He was being cursed and someone was knocking on the door. Tang Li knew that if she was caught by this little Tu Kun, her life would be completely over.

Among all the people, only Han Qian cares about his relationship with Zhou Le. Zhou Le is nothing in the eyes of others.

Tang Li panicked. She had no intention of dealing with matters at Ye Zhai Pavilion. Tang Li was not afraid of the police, nor Han Qian, nor Yeats, but she was afraid of the little Tu Kun downstairs. .

This little brat is even more of a jerk than Tu Xiao. Tu Xiao has to think about whether there will be any trouble when doing things, but this little Tu Kun can only think about one thing.

Where is my uncle?

At around two o'clock in the morning, the police uncle finally came. Little Tu Kun stood downstairs, looking at the police uncle with a lollipop in his mouth, and raised his eyebrows.

"What's going on? What's going on? I scolded people, but these firecrackers have nothing to do with me. I don't know any of them! What's going on? Is it illegal to curse people? Wait until I call my uncle. "

The police knew little Tu Kun. Little Tu Kun was a big deal and a small boy when it came to swearing. After a few simple words of education, little Tu Kun didn't say anything. He rode away on his motorcycle. After walking far away, little Tu Kun held up his hand. The loudspeaker continued to curse, this time even more harshly, and he rode around the community on his motorcycle to curse, the last sentence.

"Tang Li, don't fall into my hands. I am no longer the ignorant little girl back then. I am now an ignorant grown woman!"

Xiao Tu Kun ran away, and Tang Li watched Xiao Hai, who was sneering at him, hiding behind the police uncle. The police uncle looked at Xiao Hai, then glanced at Tang Li, and simply took them back together so as not to disturb the people here.

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At this time, in the forest in the front yard of Yeshai Pavilion, Charlie was hiding in the darkness and a little doubtful about life.

Things seemed to be different from what he imagined. The old monster did not come to chase him. Charlie, who had been hiding for more than half an hour, felt that he had slept. It would be dawn in a while. Charlie took a deep breath and touched it. At the main entrance of Xiangye Zhai Pavilion, there was a pair of eyes staring at Charlie in the darkness.

Charlie held two daggers in both hands and bent forward cautiously. The old monster he was looking for was less than half a meter behind him. At this time, he had walked more than a hundred meters and Charlie didn't even notice that he was behind him. Someone is following.

Until he reached the courtyard of Yezhai Pavilion, Charlie looked at the two people reflected in the mirror. At this moment, he felt that his scalp was tight and the hairs on his body stood up. He turned around with the dagger and drew an arc.

Charlie quickly distanced himself from the old monster, and his face was covered with sweat.

What happened? It was already certain that this old monster was a powerful warrior. When did he start following me? How long have you been with yourself? Does he have countless chances to kill himself?

At this time, Charlie felt like he was the prey being targeted by a hunter.

How could an old man who has been hunting in the mountains to fill his stomach since he was a child make noises to alert his prey while stalking it? If the prey escapes, he and his sister will starve.

Charlie looked at the old man's bleeding right leg and said in a low voice.

"You won't live long."

The old man nodded.

"Yeah, I know! I'll just kill you in three minutes and bandage it."

After saying this, the old man stepped forward vigorously. Charlie also stepped forward with daggers in both hands. The old man's fist came towards Charlie's face again. The two daggers turned into two silver flowers in Charlie's hands, sharp daggers. It scratched the old man's flesh, bringing out streaks of bright red.

In just a few seconds, the old man's arm was densely covered with more than a dozen knife marks, but it was not the old man who was panicking at this time, but Charlie, who found that the fist had no intention of stopping at all.

The fist hit Charlie's face accurately, and Charlie flew backwards. Charlie tried to get up and knelt on one knee on the ground, covering his crooked hooked nose. When he looked at the old man again, his heart skipped a beat, so he looked around, and his two daggers appeared in the hands of this old monster without knowing when.

Charlie bent down and said in a low voice.

"You are not human."

The old man frowned.

"You curse when you can't beat him? You are better than Ding Peng, um! At least five Ding Pengs are as good as you!"

Charlie was a little surprised that he could not die from the old man's attack twice, and at the same time, he was a little serious.

Throwing away the dagger in his hand, Charlie suddenly stood up, took off his shirt and said.

"In fact, people don't need to be so confident. Maybe there are many times! You don't have to fight alone." Bang!

A red brick broke on the old man's head. The old man turned his head and found that the man he threw out appeared behind him without knowing when. The old man raised his hand and touched his head.

Feeling the warm and moist touch, the old man frowned and stretched out his right hand. The man who had exhausted all his courage was held in the air by the old man's hand. Charlie took two steps back and then turned and rushed into the Nosai Pavilion.

The old man sneered, turned around and threw the man in his hand to Charlie like a lead ball. Charlie, who was not in a hurry to dodge, was hit on the leg by the man thrown. He knelt on one knee again. When he stabilized his body and was ready to speak, the old man had already rushed over, grabbed Charlie's hair and smashed it against the blue bricks on the ground.

Then the old man grabbed the hair and lifted the man up. Charlie, with a red face, grinned at the old man.

"If I were ten years younger, you would not be my opponent."

The old man was too lazy to talk, grabbed Charlie's head and smashed it against the blue bricks again. Charlie did not move, and the old man had no time to deal with him, because the few people who had originally escaped came back again.

It seemed that he had received the news of his injury, and it seemed that he was attracted by money again.

"See, he's already injured! He's a toothless tiger now. We have more people. If we get the money, we'll have everything in our lives. We can pay off our debts, and we don't have to look at your wives' faces at home."

The old man didn't bother to talk nonsense with them. He tore off his vest, picked up a stick and rushed into the crowd, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

He kicked the skinny monkey who rushed up first, and the kick made the skinny monkey fly far away and lie on the ground. The old man waved his fists and punched one by one, grabbing the hair of the two and dragging them. In just three or five minutes, the old man had pinched the neck of the guy who instigated the atmosphere. Now the old man only needs to use a little force and the man will die here. At this moment, Charlie, who the old man thought was dead, suddenly appeared behind the old man.

Puff.

A dagger pierced the old man's back. The old man let go of the man in his hand, turned around and grabbed Charlie's arm, raised his right hand and dropped it hard.

Crack!

Charlie's right arm took on a shape that a normal person couldn't do. When the old man was about to chase again, his head was confused and the dizziness became more severe. Charlie got a breath and turned around and ran.

The old man stood there with a slight shake, then looked at the guys lying on the ground groaning in pain, turned around and walked to the Yesai Pavilion, sat at the door with his back against the door and tremblingly lit a cigarette.

Tonight, the old man was in a very unfavorable state to solve all the troubles in front of him.

Gunshot wounds on arms and legs.

Two sneak attacks by Charlie.

The blade may be poisoned.

Sneak attacks with a brick.

If the old man was in his prime, he didn't need to be ten years younger, or even a day younger. Even if his arms and legs were not injured, he could easily solve everyone here, including Charlie, who was as indestructible as a cockroach.

After taking two puffs of cigarettes, the old man coughed violently, and scarlet saliva fell on his palm. The old man took out his mobile phone and called Han Qian.

"Son, are you hungry? What can I get you to eat?"

"Shut up! Don't talk. I'm on my way there! I just encountered... cough cough cough... a little trouble!"

At this time, Han Qian was covered in blood, his right eye socket was torn, his entire back was purple, especially the deep purple patch on his chest, which seemed to have blood. Even a slight cough made Han Qian feel as if his chest was split open.

But he had to go to pick up the old man. Dad Ye was soft-hearted, and he would have been scared to death by such a scene. Mom Ye was a woman!

"Cough cough cough!"

Another light cough, a little red fell on the white steering wheel, Han Qian gritted his teeth.

"Damn it! I'll cut off two of your fingers this time! Do you really think I have no ability to fight back against you?"

In the villa by the sea, Liu Shengge frowned at Yanran sitting in front of him.

"You mean! You didn't get any advantage from that mad dog? In other words, you failed to kill Miss Song? Miss Song is still alive?"

Yanran nodded, Liu Shengge roared.

"Get lost!"

Yanran left, Liu Shengge stood alone in the study, listening to the ringing of the mobile phone, Liu Shengge picked up the phone and answered the call with his eyes closed.

"He didn't die. He was stopped by Han Qian. You ask me? How can I know? How do I know that this mad dog is so good at fighting now? Fu Dong, I tell you, I have been trying to do it. There is also a grudge between Miss Song and me. I don't need you to teach me how to do things! If you dare to touch my brother, I will dare to skin Zhao Zhen alive in front of you!"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Shengge frowned and pondered. He was thinking whether to surround Han Qian and kill Han Qian now.

Thinking of this, Liu Shengge turned and went out. As soon as he started the car and left the community, he was caught by a Mercedes-Benz. Liu Shengge punched the steering wheel.

"Are you Han Qian's dog?"

Su Liang looked at the BMW parked on the road with a cigarette in his mouth and pouted.

"You can't go anywhere."