Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian sat in the car and thought for a long time before deciding to give up telling the people around him. It was enough for them to stay at home with their wives and children and live a peaceful life. Han Qian didn't want to implicate two innocent people.

Life is more important than anything else.

He contacted Lin Zongheng again, and the other party gave him an address and Han Qian drove there.

It was exactly eight o'clock when he got off the car. Han Qian looked at the storefront in front of him with a slightly stiff face. All Han Qian's mind was filled with the scene of A Da being shot by Niu Xiaohua. Looking at the noodle shop in front of him, Han Qian took a deep breath and walked in.

There was only Lin Zongheng in the whole noodle shop. Lin Zongheng turned his back to Han Qian and lowered his head to eat noodles. When Han Qian took a step forward, Lian Ya's voice came from the kitchen.

"Don't think about attacking me. If you do, I will fry Lian Ya's hands first! I ordered noodles for you."

Han Qian sat opposite Lin Zongheng, watching Lin Zongheng eating noodles that he never even looked at in the past. Han Qian did not speak, but stared at the door of the noodle shop in a trance. Lin Zongheng smiled.

"Do you want to add an egg for you? I remember that you two met here the night Zhou Le committed suicide, right? Han Qian, I'm not curious about what you said to Zhou Le, I'm curious about you obviously could have saved him from death. You've worked so hard for so many years to protect the people around you, but why didn't you protect Zhou Le who was the best to you? With your brain, you should know that Zhou Le was going to die, right?"

Han Qian looked at Lin Zongheng and said lightly.

"Is this the place you chose? Zhou Le's life or death has nothing to do with you."

Lin Zongheng nodded.

"Yeah! It has nothing to do with me. I just can't stand your hypocrisy."

Lin Zongheng snapped his fingers, and two men came out of the back kitchen. Both of them were nearly 1.9 meters tall. Lin Zongheng laughed.

"Han Qian, if I didn't see you at nine o'clock, or the hospital staff didn't see me, the young nurse would be miserable. It's not certain. What if she likes this kind of mood? Women are cheap. You still have forty minutes."

Han Qian stood up and picked up the noodles in front of him. Lin Zongheng put his face in front of Han Qian.

"Come on, slap me on the face! I'll slap that sponge with hot oil later."

Before Han Qian could speak again, a strong man behind him raised a chair and smashed it on Han Qian's back. Lin Zongheng laughed and left the noodle shop. When he went out, he didn't forget to pull down the roller shutter outside.

Han Qian turned around and looked at the two strong men, picked up a chair and rushed towards them.

In just two minutes, Han Qian fell in the ruins of the smashed table, his face covered with blood. At this time, there was a sound outside the door.

Han Qian ignored Lin Zongheng outside the door, stretched out his hand and took out a syringe from his trouser pocket and pierced his flesh. The injection of adrenaline relieved the pain in his body and made him very excited. He stood up and hooked his fingers at the two strong men.

The battle started again. The two strong men looked at the thin skeleton soldier in front of them. They really didn't take Han Qian seriously. One of the strong men stepped forward and grabbed Han Qian's hair and punched him in the face. Han Qian's head tilted back, and then when he threw a punch, his arm was grabbed by the strong man, who lifted Han Qian and threw him out.

Han Qian stood up and smiled with his bloody mouth.

"Didn't you eat? You can't fight and you can't suck milk? Come on! Let's see who dies here today!"

One of the strong men stepped forward and punched Han Qian in the face twice. Han Qian raised his red face and looked at the strong man, saying fiercely.

"I will make your whole family spend their days in jail, and let your 80-year-old mother go to Africa to pick up customers!"

Han Qian took the initiative to step forward this time.

But all this was in vain. Facing the gap in strength, stature, number of people and physical condition, Han Qian was beaten again and again, but slowly the positions of the three people changed. Two strong men stood where Han Qian had just eaten noodles, while Han Qian struggled to stand up at the door of the kitchen. At this time, a strong man laughed.

"It costs two million to buy his life for such a rubbish?"

Another man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spit.

"I heard that his wives are all fairies."

The two strong men looked at each other and laughed. Han Qian struggled to kneel on the ground and grinned.

"Your mother is pretty too!"

One of the strong men stepped forward and kicked Han Qian in the stomach. Han Qian's body rolled into the kitchen aisle, and the strong man laughed obscenely.

"Your small body can't satisfy your wives, right? Then we two brothers will make sure they can't get out of bed, ahahahaha!"

Han Qian took a deep breath. He felt a severe pain all over his body. His lower back seemed to be broken. He lay on the ground and secretly took out the second syringe. He didn't care about the position and injected the adrenal gland into his body again.

At this time, two men came forward and punched and kicked Han Qian who was lying on the ground. At the moment when the two men relaxed, Han Qian suddenly got up and rushed into the kitchen. When the two strong men chased into the kitchen, Han Qian picked up the pot of hot oil and poured it on the two strong men.

Three shrill screams sounded in the kitchen. The two strong men covered their heads and kept wailing. Han Qian picked up a rolling pin and rushed forward to smash one of the men's heads.

"Hit me? Hit me? Hit me? Can you kill me with just your fists and slaps? Damn it, my dad even hung me up to beat me, you two think you can kill me like this? Damn it, you have to use your brain when fighting, I am the god of war, my dad can't kill me, how can you two kill me?"

Han Qian turned his head and looked at Lian Ya, who had a confession on her mouth and her hands and feet tied up like a pig. He walked up and pulled off the tape on Lian Ya's mouth, and Lian Ya wailed.

"Brother! Brother, I really like her!"

Ah?

Han Qian frowned and opened his mouth, looking at Lian Ya in disbelief, then turned his head to look at the two strong men who were lying on the ground and rolling around. Han Qian felt that his body was no longer painful now, and pointed at the two strong men and asked Lian Ya.

"Which one do you like? You can make do with the lights off! Why don't you get married? Is this your taste? Bastard, I have to teach you a lesson on behalf of your father today, damn, do you like men?"

Lian Ya kept explaining, and then Han Qian realized that Lian Ya met Hu Haimian through Han Qian and Su Liang, and the two of them were in contact with each other, and then they were captured by Lin Zongheng during the dinner date.

Han Qian heaved a sigh of relief when he learned that Lian Ya was normal. At this time, a man struggled towards Han Qian. Lian Ya quickly grabbed a handful of chili powder and pressed it on the man's face. Han Qian felt a chill on his back when he saw this scene. It was so painful.

The endgame was handed over to Lian Ya. Han Qian walked out of the noodle shop, lit another cigarette, and sent a text message to Lin Zongheng with his mobile phone.

[Location! ]

After receiving the text message, Lin Zongheng stared at these two words for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses.

How did he do it!