Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Dagou and Yingjun struggled to get up. They fell from such a high place. Although the stage was soft, they would definitely be injured!

Chen Qiang stepped forward and stood in front of Li Yingjun. Han Qian had already punched out his fist. Chen Qiang kicked Han Qian in the chest, and Han Qian's fist hit the side of Chen Qiang's face!

No more outsiders!

It’s time to break up!

Fuyang came down carrying Xiaohai on his back.

Now it’s really hard to say which side has the upper hand!

Han Qian helped the big dog sit on his chair, and the big dog whispered.

"Qian'er, there's another one! His marksmanship is very good!"

Han Qian looked at Chen Qiang, who smiled and said

"I have a grudge against you! I know Feng Lun!"

Feng Lun straightened his suit and pouted.

"Ding Peng? There's no need to wait. He probably won't be able to come back! This guy is determined to retaliate and is looking for death."

The corners of Han Qian's eyes twitched slightly, and Chen Qiang frowned.

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In the square outside the old man's house, Wen She looked at the bow and arrow in the old man's hand. The old man motioned to Wen She to hold the bow and he came to pull the string. Wen She held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded seriously. He held the bow with both hands and the old man took a deep breath. Take a breath and pull the strings hard with both hands!

It is quite now!

Looking at his father-in-law who was so close, Wen She said awkwardly.

"Accident! Accident! Let's change!"

There was some doubt in the old man's eyes. After the two exchanged positions, the old man held the bow with one hand. Wen She blew out the cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath to pull the bowstring.

The embarrassing scene happened again.

The bow string was stretched by about three centimeters!

Wen She was furious!

"My father-in-law, are you humiliating me? Who can pull this thing..."

Before he finished speaking, the old man suddenly pounced on Wen She. The two of them rolled around on the ground, and Wen She lay on the ground moaning in pain.

"Why are you so impatient?"

"Shh!"

After saying this, the old man stood up suddenly, drew out the arrow, and the muscles in his arms tensed. Wen She's eyes widened as she watched her father-in-law draw the bow.

bass!

The arrows cut through the tranquility of the night with the sound of breaking wind!

In the dark night, Ding Peng watched as this arrow shot through the tree trunk. The sharp arrow was only ten centimeters away from his eyebrows!

"This old monster!"

When Ding Peng was about to shoot again, two arrows came again with the sound of breaking wind. One arrow flew over his head, and the other arrow penetrated the corner of Ding Peng's loose suit. The inertia was forceful. He took Ding Peng back and left.

Ding Peng panicked!

It’s night time!

I can't see my fingers at all!

This fucking distance must be 1,670 meters!

This monster doesn't belong to this dimension!

Ding Peng is scared!

He turned around and ran, and then he saw a strong figure galloping towards him. Ding Peng turned around and shot twice, then opened the door and got in the car.

Gotta run!

The combat power does not belong to the same dimension!

Looking at the speeding car, the old man took out his bow and arrow, raised his right foot and stepped on the bow body, and pulled the bow string with both hands.

Full of bows and arrows!

bass!

The arrow flew out and shot through the rear glass of the SUV and the back seat. The arrow passed through the back of the driver's seat. The half-inch arrow pierced Ding Peng's shoulder. Ding Peng was furious! Driving the car, he looked up and shouted.

"Where did this monster come from!"

Ding Peng ran away, and Wen She trotted over, looking at the old man's right arm hanging down weakly, and said anxiously.

"What's wrong?"

The old man shook his head.

"It's okay! I'm getting older. When I was young, I didn't need to use my feet to shoot like Nezha!"

"Go to the hospital?"

At this time, a female voice came from behind, Qian'er's mother said softly.

"Let's go to the hospital later. Those who are hiding may not be able to bear it anymore."

While talking, rapid footsteps appeared one after another!

Qian'er's mother stood motionless and said softly.

"They don't necessarily come from Bin County. There are too many guys who are unwilling to give up! They just want to frame someone up."

At this time, a figure appeared next to Qian'er's mother, and the old man was furious!

He walked forward vigorously and hit a person with an iron mountain support. The person was like a kite with its string broken. Then the old man appeared next to Qian'er's mother and kicked him away. The person flew into the air and hit the wall!

At the same time, Li Jinhe also ran to Wen She's side and said angrily.

"Bullying my Wen She?"

Sister Jin He grabbed the man's arm and threw him over his shoulder, followed closely by her fist, and said angrily.

"Bullying my Wen She? Crazy Ji Qiao?"

Wen She stood there and laughed.

"Don't beat me to death! Take it back and deal with the rest~"

Li Jinhe stood up and walked to Wen She, looking up and down carefully.

"Are you injured? My father-in-law is very skilled. Why are you yelling at me? Go back and comfort the children!"

At this time, the old man came over and nuzzled at Wen Shunu.

"Are we two going to have fun? Don't worry, mother-in-law, there will definitely be no danger!"

At this time, the old man was holding bricks in his hand. If Li Jinhe had not taken action just now, the bricks in his hand could also protect Wen She's safety.

Qian'er's mother smiled as if nothing happened.

"My mother-in-law, come back. Let the men go and play by themselves. Little Tu Kun will handle these people, okay?"

Qian'er's mother turned her head, looked at the vertical row of little heads appearing at the gate, and suddenly laughed.

"I can do it! I'm a professional!"

The old man grabbed the guy who was thrown to the ground by Sister Jin He and threw him into the car. Wen She started the car and the old man smiled.

"Tell me, where are your people! If you don't tell me, my legs will be broken and stuffed in your anus, turning you into a rotten chicken!"

Boom!

This guy, whose brain was shattered, covered his head and rolled around in the car.

Boom, boom, boom!

Three in a row!

The man spoke.

"It was Du Kang and Meng Zhifu who asked us to come! He gave us 200,000 yuan. They and Han Qian have hatred. Now Han Qian and Chen Qiang are having a bad fight, and they want to frame him!"

"Oh! My father-in-law, could you please hurry up?"

Wen She smiled.

"okay!"

Then the old man opened the car door and threw the guy out. The old man lit a cigarette and frowned.

"I don't know these two guys, what should I say?"

Wen She chuckled.

"Just leave the rest to me. Xiao Qian doesn't need to worry about this! The guys who attacked Qingqing back then are still hiding in Binhai, and you took care of them easily?"

"Let's go!"

ten minutes.

A warehouse!

The old man got out of the car and Wen She said with a smile.

"Seventeen or eighty!"

The old man glanced at the phone and said softly.

"There is a deli that closes at 12 o'clock. Hurry up! Don't turn off the heat. Their pig's trotters are pretty good. My wife loves them."

The old man walked into the warehouse, and Wen She looked at the time on his phone.

It’s half past eleven!

At 11:50, the old man walked out of the warehouse with his upper body naked, opened the door and got in the car!

"Let's go! It's not very fun! The huge Binhai! There's not a single one who can fight!"

Wen She burst out laughing!

Swan Lake Hotel, Ding Peng is here!

Toad walked towards Ding Peng, who said angrily.

"I don't have time to talk to you! Damn it! Han Qian, your father is the God of War? I drive at 80 miles, can his bow and arrow catch up with me?"

Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"When my father was young, he could shoot an arrow through the head of a wild boar! Damn it, are you making trouble for my father? Hit him, toad!"

Toad waved and punched. At this time, Guan Junbiao stood up, Li Yingjun punched Guan Dagou on the shoulder, and Guo Wumei clapped her hands and jumped into the air.

Another German back throw!

My dears, don’t rush me! You can just remind me of updates in the group, but I can’t bear it if I don’t reply to you in private messages to remind you. Your private messages to remind you will interrupt your train of thought!