Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian's driver's license issue has been tormenting the traffic police team for a long time. If calculated carefully, he would have to deduct three to five thousand points a year, as well as a fine.

He can support the entire traffic police team by himself.

When they arrived at the hospital, Han Qian's legs were slightly weak when he got out of the car. Sun Zhengmin's secretary supported Han Qian, handed the fruit basket to little Tu Kun, and said softly.

"You don't have to say anything for a while, just let your uncle speak for himself."

Tu Kun nodded, and the secretary glanced at Sun Zhengmin again, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

Can Han Qian still do it like this?

Going upstairs and entering the ward, Han Qian saw a group of people, seven of them, five men and two women. Sun Zhengmin stepped forward and stretched out his hands.

"Old Song, it's been quite a while since we last met!"

Song Wanli, forty-eight years old, was from the Jiangnan water town. He was thin and handsome. He wore glasses and looked somewhat similar to Wei Tiancheng. Song Wanli and Sun Zhengmin shook hands. The two were not in a hurry to talk about the children's fight. Chatting about various institutional topics within the yamen gate.

Han Qian put his arms around little Tu Kun's shoulders and stared at Song Lin who was lying on the bed. He forgot to give the apple he brought to Song Lin. He opened his mouth and took a bite, and then handed it to Tu Kun to take another bite. The drunk Han Qian really didn't think so. "More, but this scene is wrong in the eyes of the other party," a woman standing beside the bed said coldly.

"Uncultured stuff."

Han Qian shrugged and ignored the smelly old lady. At this time, Song Lin, who was lying on the bed, said coldly.

"Now that Uncle Sun is here, I have to deal with her, who has a mother but not a mother, on this matter. I apologize and get out."

"Um?"

Han Qian let go of Tu Kun, tilted his head and frowned, looked at Song Lin and asked a question. At this time, Sun Zhengmin also sensed something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it, Xiaolin. We are all young people. It is normal to start fighting. Which young person has never been impulsive, right?"

Song Wanli couldn't say anything as he watched Sun Zhengmin smooth things over. At this time, the woman standing beside Song Lin's bed sneered.

"I don't know what the situation is like in Binhai. If you make a mistake and your parents don't come, why do you want a so-called uncle to come over and apologize? Why? You don't have a father or a mother?"

Song Lin, who was lying on the bed, sneered.

"Isn't it just that I don't have a mother? I also have a father who is a gangster. Otherwise, I can tell whether there is a mother-in-law or a mother-in-law..."

Before he finished speaking, an apple with two bites in it hit Song Lin's face. The next second, he raised his right foot and kicked Song Lin's head directly. Sun Zhengmin hurriedly took a step forward, and Han Qian kicked He kicked Sun Zhengmin on the chest, then reached out and grabbed Sun Zhengmin's collar and threw him directly. Then he jumped directly onto the hospital bed again, raised his foot and stepped on Song Lin's mouth.

One kick after another.

"You little bastard, am I making a fool of yourself by coming here to apologize to you?"

Then Han Qian kicked him from the side, and two teeth flew out under everyone's gaze. The old ladies on the side came to their senses and came forward to hug Han Qian's legs. Han Qian grabbed the woman's hair and pressed her down with the soles of his shoes. on the face.

Then Han Qian jumped out of bed, took off his coat and threw it to Tu Kun, flexing his neck and pressing his fingers.

His fingers made a crisp sound, Han Qian said indifferently.

"Sun Zhengmin, I kicked you today that I didn't kick back then, and now I've made up for it. Mr. Cheng, take me, Uncle Sun, out to have a look at his chest to see if he's injured. I can't apologize for this today. Damn it." I have never heard of anyone having to apologize to others for being wronged at their own doorstep.”

I drank and heard some words I didn’t like to hear.

Sun Zhengmin said softly, covering his chest.

"Xiao Qian, don't drink and act like a rogue here. This matter is over."

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Song Wanli in confusion.

"No! Go ahead, Tu Kun, ask District 8 to bring the girl who was bullied yesterday, and a few other guys are in the hospital, right? Damn it, I didn't even hesitate to beat Chen Qiang back then, I'll beat you guys I'm scared of these little brats! I'll take care of them one by one today, so no one can have an easy time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian walked out of the ward carrying a chair, and then bursts of wailing and the screams of nurses came from another ward.

Song Wanli was not the only one who came. Unfortunately, when Han Qian walked out of the ward, the garbage on the hospital bed was kicked off the bed. Their father was lying on the bed. Han Qian took off his vest and carried a chair again. He walked into Song Lin's ward and spat.

"Damn! I'm the only one of you, right? Didn't you say you like the fierceness of girls from the Northeast? Okay, I'll let you do it, Tu Kun! Hit me with a chair, hit me on the head! Remember it all Stop! The death of a few people in Binhai is not as big as the death of a few dogs. This is what I, Han Qian, said! Fight!"

Little Tu Kun was a little scared. Han Qian grabbed the chair and stepped forward. At this time, Song Wanli stepped forward to block Song Lin's side, stared at Han Qian and said coldly.

"Young man, don't be so domineering. It won't work if you have Zhou Hui and Lao Gu backing you!"

Han Qian reached out and took off the glasses from Song Wanli's face, then threw them to the ground and said sarcastically.

"I have never mentioned my background and power. Song Lin was beaten and you are here. My niece was wronged. My uncle is here. Do you think you can save your son today?"

Song Wanli nodded.

"I think I can."

"You can give your grandma a whistle. Do you think I dare not hit you?"

"Uncle, don't..."

Han Qian's fist had already landed on Song Wanli's face. The whole ward was in chaos. The several men he brought started to attack at the same time. The room became a mess. In the chaos, Han Qian did not forget to grab the little boy. Tu Kun's collar pushed out of the ward.

Twenty minutes later, Song Wanli was the only one standing in the ward, and Han Qian shakily took out a cigarette.

"Back then, after I beat Chen Qiang, how many people targeted me! At that time, I knew a problem. I was right in beating Chen Qiang. What was wrong was that I didn't beat Fang Xiong to death directly. Today, as I stand here, I know Don’t worry about what I should do! I’m not looking for my mother Zhou, nor am I looking for my father Gu, I...”

The ward door was pushed open, and Nursery Rhyme wearing a white rabbit hat walked into the ward, smiling and waving to the people in the ward.

"How are you guys? I'm sorry, I seem to be late! But I think I'm here too. Let me show you a video."

Nursery Rhyme held a tablet in his hand and played a video. In the video, a young man in white clothes was holding down a girl and pouring wine on her. He grabbed the beer bottle and stuffed it into the girl's mouth. He then lay down in other places in the box. There were several unconscious girls with bright red faces.

Nursery Rhyme narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Your young master is so powerful. In ancient feudal society, playing in a brothel would be a capital offense, right? Song Wanli, Song Shuji's young master hates the Northeast, ruins girls, and ruins human lives. I'm so sorry. I can't stand this kind of thing. Madam is familiar with it."

Song Wanli looked at the room full of people lying on the ground and nodded to Han Qian.

"Okay! Try it! Let's give it a try this time, and I'll see how Lao Gu and Zhou Hui can protect you."