Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian discovered something.

My aunt didn't seem to care much about this Internet cafe. It could be as small as a screw or as large as millions of dollars in decoration, but she didn't ask a question or even take a look!

The aunt told Han Qian seriously early in the morning.

"I'm going to play mahjong! If you dare to call me, I'll beat you after I finish playing mahjong!"

Can't beat it!

He really couldn't beat her. Han Qian had a fight with his aunt and was beaten until he was rolling on the floor.

I started spraying latex paint today. Han Qian couldn't stand the smell, so he ran out to contact the custom-made wood products. During the period, he received a call from Lao Bai. In short, there was a lot of messy things. It was almost dark when he hung up the phone.

Han Qian held his cell phone and jumped angrily.

"Whoever I love will live my life in this life, I can't do anything!"

He couldn't say anything on his lips, but he really enjoyed the busy feeling in his heart, lowering his head and muttering softly.

"Brother, he must be a child chosen by God, otherwise why would he be so busy~"

After a busy day, Han Qian dragged his tired body into a noodle shop.

"A bowl of thin noodles, an egg and a sausage, and some free chili peppers."

Han Qian is still the same Han Qian.

When the noodles were served on the table, the boss specially gave a few more broken balls and said with a smile.

"You don't mind if it's broken? It must be clean. It's going to be closed soon."

Han Qian grinned.

"The more the better!"

He really doesn't care about this, as long as it's clean, and he has good intentions.

He picked up the vinegar bottle and poured it on the noodles and took a bite. Han Qian's face was full of satisfaction. This had nothing to do with amnesia or not. Han Qian was always the most down-to-earth man.

Feeling the sour and spicy taste in his mouth, Han Qian felt that all the work was worth it!

Gradually, there are more and more people in the noodle shop, and the little boss is cooking noodles and whispering.

"What's going on today? This place is almost closed, why are there so many people here?"

There were more than twenty people who entered the store in a short period of time, both men and women, and they were very tired.

"Brother, there are no seats available. Let's share a table."

Putting a bottle of Coke in front of him, Han Qian slowly raised his head and looked at the man and woman standing opposite. The woman was about thirty years old, with an ordinary face and a slender figure. The man next to him was about the same age, wearing a mask and had a very strong figure. .

Han Qian glanced at the watch on the woman's wrist, then smiled and nodded.

"Sit down, sit down, I'll eat quickly."

While he was talking, the chopsticks in Han Qian's hand fell to the ground. Han Qian raised his head and smiled naively again, bent down to pick up the chopsticks, and picked up a pair of convenience chopsticks in his other hand. The chopsticks that fell on the ground were clenched under the table.

The woman rested her chin on the table with one hand, narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Brother, it's our first time here as a couple. If there's anything interesting here, tell us."

Han Qian tilted his head and smiled.

"I don't know much about it. I'm a homebody. You can ask him..."

When Han Qian turned to look at the other guests, he found that these people were staring at him. Seeing this, Han Qian took a deep breath, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and the woman sitting opposite laughed.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you say anything? The prince is also nervous sometimes?"

While the woman was speaking, the man next to her suddenly stood up and punched Han Qian in the face with a pointed fist. The woman looked at Han Qian with a smile. At this moment, Han Qian suddenly raised the hand that was hidden on the table. In his left hand, a sharp section of the broken chopstick stabbed the man's fist.

The man growled in pain, and Han Qian stood up and overturned the table. At the same time, people No. 17 and 18 in the noodle shop came towards Han Qian at the same time.

Finally, we found him!

Swords, guns, sticks, tables, chairs and benches all came towards Han Qian. In just two minutes, Han Qian was already injured. At this moment, a pot of boiling water was poured over, and the crowd instantly let out bursts of wailing. Taking advantage of this gap, The chopsticks in Han Qian's hand pierced their thighs and rushed out of the crowd.

The little boss who splashed boiling water ran faster than a rabbit and had long since disappeared.

Nineteen people arrested one person and let him run away!

The crowd had begun to complain to each other. They all took money to do things and didn't know each other.

Ten million heads!

Who can not be moved?

The streets were very deserted late at night in winter. Han Qian ran for his life all the way. His direction was towards the yamenmen. At this time, a car at the yamenmen blew the whistle behind him. Han Qian was overjoyed. He just stopped and when When he saw several people getting out of the car, Han Qian backed away.

It's Zhao Sanjin!

This grandson did not sell the news to Yu Kai alone! He sold to a lot of people!

Among them are several guys at the same level as Yang Yidi.

Zhao Sanjin, who had a bandage on his arm, pointed at Han Qian and shouted.

"He is Han Qian, that's him!"

Then the few people who got off the car made Han Qian narrow his eyes. It seemed that it was not only the killers who wanted to kill him, but also these guys.

Just as Han Qian was about to turn around, there was a sound of steel pipes mopping the floor behind him. Brother Pao pointed at Han Qian with the steel pipes and said with a cruel smile.

"Run! Run! You're running!"

There must have been about thirty people. Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed, took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, shrugging.

"You are really not afraid of breaking the law!"

Han Qian turned his head again, looked at a man and a woman walking in the alley, and then glanced at a few guys squatting on the roadside. Han Qian shrugged and smiled.

"Uncle Hat will come to save me in a moment."

"Han Qian, stop fantasizing. Both ends of this street are blocked. You can't get out, and no one will come in!"

Han Qian frowned and said seriously.

"I only have one life, how do you divide it among so many of you?"

Then he turned to look at the woman and smiled.

"I'll help you kill them all, and then you take my head and leave?"

The woman crossed her arms and pouted.

"Just do it! We're watching from here, come on!"

Han Qian curled his lips.

"You are really ugly."

The woman's face was filled with anger. Just as she was about to take action, she was stopped by her companion. Han Qian stretched his waist, turned to look at Zhao Sanjin, and said disdainfully.

"Don't you dare to take action? Where's the surveillance? If you don't take action, I will!"

Han Qian took a deep breath and then shouted.

"Gu! I'm stuck in the development zone!

Qian Hong's indifferent voice came from the Nokia in his pocket.

"On the way, just hold on for ten minutes."

Then the phone was hung up. There must be fifty people in front of me. Do you want me to hold on for ten minutes?

Han Qian slowly raised his head and said awkwardly.

"Hey, can you call me again in ten minutes?"

The result was definitely impossible. Han Qian still chose to take the initiative. He took a deep breath and walked forward. When he got close to these hooligans, he grabbed the cigarette butt and pressed it on the man's face. He rushed into the crowd and went straight to Zhao Sanjin. .

Even if you die today, you have to take one of them away.