Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Dumplings with apple filling.

Cui Li ate one and ran away. Qian Wan simply didn't eat any and sat opposite Han Qian with his chin in his hands.

"Brother, are you cultivating immortality again? You have been working continuously for twenty-four hours, can you live past the age of forty?"

Han Qian took out his ID card and slapped it on the table. Qian Wan took a curious look at it and then shouted.

"Gu, my brother changed his age and he is only twenty-eight now! I want to change it too."

Qian Ling picked up the feather duster and Qian Wan stopped talking.

Han Qian asked suddenly while eating apple dumplings.

"Auntie, why didn't I hear Wanwan say that her parents pinched her? Are you alive?"

A handful of jujubes flew over, causing Han Qian to look confused and Qian Wan chuckled.

"My parents have settled in America, and I don't like it there!"

"Oh, why didn't you go when they went drinking tonight?"

"We went, my wife and Wen Nuan got into a big fight. The quarrel made my head hurt, so I ran back, brother! There is something going on. Wan Fang has found a naughty boyfriend, do you know?"

Han Qian nodded.

"I know, I just gave him three million and sent him away."

Qian Wan tilted her head and said doubtfully.

"I also gave him money, but he won't leave! What is true love?"

At this time Cui Li whispered.

"He gave me a bullet and put the pistol to his head!"

After saying this, Qian Wan stood up and shouted.

"Uncle Zhong! I'm going to your secret base!"

Uncle Zhong drank tea and pretended not to hear anything, because his wife had told him not to let Qian Wan go inside, as he was worried that she would get angry while playing games with others and go looking for them with a gun.

After eating twenty dumplings, Han Qian couldn't eat any more. He stood up and ran behind Qian Ling, pinched the third mother's shoulder and whispered.

"Auntie, let's eat minced meat tomorrow!"

Qian Ling asked with her eyes closed.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Han Qian smiled.

"No! It's just...it's a little sweet. You know I don't like sweet things."

Qian Ling nodded.

"Okay, have you gone home?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"Not yet! Elders, this is your first stop. I'm mainly worried about getting scolded if I go somewhere else! My aunt will definitely be reluctant to scold me! But my brain is sick and I can't remember too many things. "

Qian Ling smiled and said,

"If you don't remember, don't remember. Isn't there little Yeats? She is your second brain! How are your shoulders? Are you anxious to fight back?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"No! There's no rush at all. I'll take care of all the little troubles around me first. Do you have a partner for the big money?"

"There is no suitable one!"

"I have to do some research for you. Why are you going?"

"Go to bed, you go to bed early too!"

Qian Ling left, and Han Qian muttered something in a low voice. Qian Ling didn't hear it clearly, but she told Han Qian to prepare to be beaten.

Qian Ling left and Han Qian was just lying on the sofa when Uncle Zhong came over and asked in a low voice.

"Master! I have added another batch of treasures!"

"What baby!"

"Gatling with blue fire, da da da da da!"

Looking at the cute little old man, Han Qian stood up.

"Elbow! Big money, are you going?"

Qian Wan nodded, Uncle Zhong was embarrassed, and Han Qian spoke with a nonchalant expression.

"I'm back. Even if my sister wants to kill someone, I'll do it! Elbow!"

Walking into the cellar, there was a very small room with various models of red wine and firearms placed on the left and right, Uncle Zhong said in a low voice.

“They are all one-to-one high imitations!”

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"Is it true?"

Uncle Zhong picked up the bottles of red wine and changed their positions, just like turning a Rubik's Cube. About five minutes had passed. When Uncle Zhong placed the last bottle of red wine, the wine cabinet suddenly separated from the middle, and then a white line The light came on, and a corridor full of technology appeared in the sight of several people.

Han Qian stared at this corridor with wide eyes.

"Damn it, this seems to be the umbrella company that I saw in Resident Evil!"

Uncle Zhong curled his lips and said.

"Umbrella? What the hell is that?"

The four of them walked into the corridor. There were cold weapons placed behind the glass on the left and right sides. Uncle Zhong said with a proud smile.

"Nine on one side, eighteen varieties!"

The corridor was about twenty meters away. When walking through the corridor, the lights inside automatically turned on. Looking at the approximately two hundred square meters hall, Cui Li's eyes widened instantly. He trotted forward and picked up an M4. Han Qian's eyes widened. asked.

"Isn't what you are doing illegal?"

Uncle Zhong picked up a golden pistol and threw it to Han Qian, smiling.

"They are all one-to-one imitations."

Han Qian pouted and Uncle Zhong said again.

"Underneath every replica is a lockbox, and it's the real thing!"

Then Uncle Zhong approached Han Qian with a resentful look and whispered:

"Su Liang took away my Beretta 686 Silver Dove sports double-barreled shotgun and didn't return it to me! I can't buy the collector's edition anymore!"

Han Qian shook his head seriously.

"I don't know! Nonsense, how is it possible!"

Refuse to admit it.

Han Qian looked at this luxurious arsenal, so to speak!

Uncle Zhong’s arsenal can arm a regiment!

There are hand grenades from World War II and modern fragmentation grenades.

Han Qian turned around, picked up a double-barreled shotgun, and asked.

"How did you get this thing?"

Uncle Zhong smiled.

"Our family had a shooting gallery before, but it was closed after the master left. These guns are placed here. Unfortunately, the master has no interest in these."

Han Qian nodded seriously.

"Actually, I don't have one either. I just want a Gatling with blue fire, and then go to the sea to fight the bastard. What happened to Su Liang's imprisonment?"

Uncle Zhong whispered.

"It's my problem! I was supposed to be imprisoned, but Su Liang said I was more useful than him!"

"Oh! Have Toyosuke had a fight with you?"

"Move! Make do!"

"He was beaten by Li Dongsheng and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. Now there are a few people on the opposite side who can fight. You know that your young master and I are the best of the best in terms of fists and kicks. Oh! Do you know my aunt Qian Hong?"

Uncle Zhong grinned.

"Yan Kuan? You can't beat him with fists and feet, you can't beat him with a knife, but you can beat a hundred with a gun."

Han Qian looked at Uncle Zhong resentfully, and the latter scratched his head in embarrassment.

"He can hit a hundred of me with the knife, okay? Yan Kuan is more cruel. I don't like this old guy very much."

Han Qian asked again.

"They all have the surname Qian!"

"It's just the same surname. The guy before Qian Hong was quite capable. He's dead!"

"Oh! I'm out. Cui Li, do you want to play for a while?"

Cui Li nodded seriously and Qian Wan nodded seriously.

Han Qian raised his eyebrows and looked at Cui Li, who patted his chest and promised that he would never let the eldest lady mess around. Qian Wan angrily put his feet on Cui Li's butt, but Cui Li said nothing.

Following Uncle Zhong out of the weapons depot and sitting on the lawn in the backyard, Han Qian frowned and asked.

"Qian Wan and Cui Li? They are not a good match!"

Uncle Zhong whispered.

"Little Yang Jia seems to be interested in Cui Li, but this one is a bit stupid!"

"Little Yang Jia?"

Han Qian didn't dare to think about this scene. Cui Li was like a boring gourd, and little Yang Jia was like a popping candy, crackling all day long!

How noisy?

Not long after, Han Qian took the car keys and left.

Uncle Zhong whispered.

"Wouldn't my driver's license be taken away again?"

Uncle Zhong thought wrong.

He doesn’t have a driver’s license either!