Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 33 Hold On For 10 Minutes
Han Qian discovered something.

Auntie doesn't seem to care much about this Internet cafe. She doesn't even ask a single question, or even glance at it, as small as a screw or as large as a few million decorations!

Early in the morning, my aunt told Han Qian seriously.

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

Can't beat it!
Really can't beat it, Han Qian and his aunt have sparred, and they were beaten all over the floor.

I started spraying latex paint today, and Han Qian couldn't stand the smell, so he ran out to contact the custom wood products, and received a call from Lao Bai during the period. In short, there was a bunch of messy things, and it was almost dark after hanging up the phone.

Han Qian held his mobile phone and jumped angrily.

"Whoever loves whoever lives these days, I can't beat the horse!"

He couldn't say enough on his mouth, but he really enjoyed this busy feeling in his heart, lowering his head and muttering in a low voice.

"My buddy must be a child chosen by the heavens, otherwise how could I be so busy~"

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

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

Han Qian is still the same Han Qian.

When the noodles were brought to the table, the boss specially sent a few more broken balls, and said with a smile.

"It's broken, don't you mind? It must be clean, and it's about to close."

Han Qian grinned.

"The more, the better!"

He really doesn't care about these things, as long as it's clean, and it's a good intention from others.

Picking up the vinegar bottle and pouring it on the noodles, and taking a bite, Han Qian's face was full of satisfaction. This has nothing to do with amnesia or not. Han Qian will always be the most down-to-earth man.

Feeling the hot and sour taste in his mouth, Han Qian felt that all the busy work was worth it!
Gradually, more and more people came to the noodle shop, and the little boss muttered quietly while cooking the noodles.

"What's the matter today? It's almost closed, why are there so many people here?"

In just a short period of time, more than 20 people, both men and women, entered the store.

"Brother, there are no seats, let's make a table."

A bottle of Coke was placed in front of him, and Han Qian slowly raised his head to look at a man and a woman standing opposite. The woman was about [-] years old, with an ordinary face and a slender figure. The man beside him was about the same age, wearing a mask, and was very strong. .

Han Qian glanced at the watch on the woman's wrist, then nodded with a smile.

"Sit down, I'll eat quickly."

While speaking, the chopsticks in Han Qian's hand fell to the ground. Han Qian raised his head and smiled again, bent down to pick up the chopsticks, and took a pair of convenient chopsticks with his other hand, and held the dropped chopsticks under the table tightly.

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

"Little brother, it's the first time for our husband and wife to come to Changqing. Is there anything interesting here? Tell us about it."

Han Qian tilted his head and smiled.

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

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

"What's the matter? Why didn't you say it? The prince is also nervous sometimes?"

While the woman was talking, the man next to him suddenly got up and slammed his knuckles at Han Qian's face. The woman looked at Han Qian with a smile on his face. In his left hand, the broken chopstick pierced the man's fist sharply.

The man growled in pain, Han Qian got up and overturned the table, at the same time, the [-]th and [-]th people in the noodle shop came towards Han Qian at the same time.

Finally found the door!

Swords, guns, sticks, tables, chairs and benches all came towards Han Qian. In just 2 minutes, Han Qian was injured. At this moment, a pot of boiling water was poured over, and the crowd wailed in an instant. Taking advantage of this gap, The chopsticks in Han Qian's hand pierced their thighs and rushed out of the crowd.

And the little boss who was splashed with boiling water ran faster than the rabbit, and he was gone long ago.

Nineteen people arrested one person and let him run away!

The crowd has started to complain to each other. They all took money to do things, and they don't know each other.

1000 million heads!
Who can't be heartbroken?
The street in the middle of winter night was very deserted, Han Qian ran for his life all the way, his direction was the Yamen Gate, at this time a car pulled by the Yamen Gate heard the sound of the flute behind him, Han Qian was overjoyed, just stopped, when Han Qian backed away when he saw a few people getting out of the car.

It's Zhao Sanjin!

The grandson didn't sell the news to Yu Kai alone!He sold to a lot of people!
It also includes a few 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 out of the car made Han Qian squint his eyes. It seemed that it was not only the killer 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 pipe on his shoulders, and said with a sinister smile.

"Run! Run! You're running!"

There must be more than 30 people. Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed, took out a cigarette, lit it in his mouth, and shrugged.

"You guys 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 glanced at a few guys squatting on the side of the road, Han Qian shrugged and smiled.

"Uncle Hat will come to rescue me in a while."

"Han Qian, don't fantasize anymore, both ends of this street are blocked, you can't get out, and no one will come in!"

Han Qian frowned seriously.

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

Then he turned his head to look at the woman and smiled.

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

The woman folded her arms around her chest and pursed her lips.

"You just have to do it! Let's watch here, come on!"

Han Qian pouted.

"You look really ugly."

The woman's face was instantly filled with anger, and she was stopped by her companions just as she was about to make a move. Han Qian stretched his waist, turned to look at Zhao Sanjin, and said contemptuously.

"Don't dare to do it? How about turning off the monitoring? If you don't do it, I will do it!"

Han Qian took a deep breath, and then shouted.

"Gu! I'm blocked at the development zone!
Qian Hong's indifferent voice came from the Nokia in his pocket.

"On the way, hold on for 10 minutes."

Then the phone was hung up, there were 50 people in front of me, my aunt asked me to hold on for 10 minutes?
Han Qian raised his head slowly and said in embarrassment.

"Hey, call back in 10 minutes?"

It turned out to be impossible, Han Qian still chose to take the initiative, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and when he got close to these little hooligans, he grabbed a cigarette butt and pressed the person's face, rushed into the crowd and went straight to Zhao Sanjin .

Even if I die today, I have to take one with me.

(End of this chapter)