Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

When Han Qian's fist landed on his face again and again, Lin Zongheng didn't understand why things turned out like this, why he couldn't beat Han Qian, could his life end like this?

Lin Zongheng kicked Han Qian away, stood up and roared.

"Why don't you die, why don't you die!"

Lin Zongheng rushed towards Han Qian, and his fists fell like raindrops while riding on Han Qian's body. Han Qian had no idea of ​​defense at all. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Zongheng's collar, pulled him in front of him, and then turned over. Lin Zongheng was riding underneath him.

Lin Zongheng suddenly laughed.

"Han Qian! I forgot to remind you, I set a timer, hahaha! Han Qian! She is still going to die! Han Qian, I will let you live in pain, let him die in front of you, and then you find out You can't do anything, you can't do anything, you can't save Zheng Jing, you can't save Zhou Le, you can't save A Da, and you can't save Feng Lun!"

Han Qian stood up and rushed towards Hu Fengfong who was hanging outside the window. The moment he stood up, Lin Zongheng stood up as well.

Bang!

There was a gunshot, and Han Qian raised his hands and turned his head, turning around to look at the gun-wielding forest.

Lin Zongheng raised his pistol and pointed it at Han Qian with blood on his face.

"Aren't you very good at fighting? Aren't you very good at fighting? Aren't you very capable of beating me to death? Han Qian, Han Qian, you really surprise me every time. Let's see how long the poison in your body can last. ! Don’t kill anyone? Kill Li Guangbi! I want you to kill Li Guangbi now.”

Han Qian raised his hands and looked at Lin Zongheng with a frown.

"He's going to die for you, and you want me to kill him?"

Lin Zongheng roared angrily.

"Yes! I want you to kill him! Han Qian, I want you to kill him."

"I've killed people before, and I kicked one down upstairs!"

"That doesn't count, it was an accident. At that time, you had no murderous intention in your heart, and you didn't know that he would fall. I asked you to kill Li Guangbi now, and I asked you to stab his heart with a dagger, so that you would know after you did it He will die!"

Han Qian was silent and did not move. At this time, Li Guangbi stood up slowly, picked up the dagger in his hand with difficulty and walked towards Han Qian. Looking at Li Guangbi walking with difficulty step by step, Han Qian frowned.

"Lin Zongheng wants to kill you!"

Li Guangbi did not speak, but stepped forward with the dagger in hand. Han Qian frowned. Just when Li Guangbi was very close to Han Qian, Lin Zongheng pulled the trigger on Li Guangbi.

He had a gun, so Han Qian was bound to die, but such a simple death was too cheap for Han Qian.

The bullet penetrated Li Guangbi's back and erupted into blood mist. Li Guangbi turned his head with difficulty to look at Lin Zongheng, grinning, blood flowing in his mouth, but Li Guangbi smiled and said.

"Leader...I...I will still...still follow you in my next life."

When Li Guangbi fell to the ground, Lin Zongheng's eyes were red when he saw everything. At this time, Han Qian was holding a dagger in his hand. The sharp end of the dagger was facing Li Guangbi just now. Li Guangbi didn't want to kill Han Qian, he just wanted to Han Qian killed himself to fulfill Lin Zongheng's order.

Lin Zongheng's mind went blank for a moment. Looking at Li Guangbi who was lying on the ground and vomiting blood, Lin Zongheng's eyes gradually became blank.

At the moment when Lin Zongheng lost his mind, Han Qian threw the dagger in his hand. In a panic to dodge, Lin Zongheng fired two shots. Han Qian got close and pressed Lin Zongheng's shoulder and hit him with his knee. He also had a gun in his hand and was shot. The beating made Lin Zongheng roar angrily. When Lin Zongheng raised his pistol, Han Qian grabbed his arm, put his left hand under his elbow and broke it hard. The pistol fell to the ground. Han Qian pointed it at Lin Zongheng's hand. European uppercut to the chin.

Lin Zongheng backed away quickly, clutching his stomach. Looking at the bullet holes on Han Qian's shoulder that were constantly bleeding, Lin Zongheng's eyes were filled with anger.

"Why aren't you dead yet!"

"I live just to give you nightmares!"

After saying this, Han Qian picked up the pistol on the ground and pulled the trigger on Lin Zongheng's right leg, but there was only one bullet in the gun. Han Qian threw it away and said angrily.

"As useless as you!"

After saying that, he turned around and looked for the remote control. Hu Feng would die if he fell down on the fourth floor. Lin Zongheng dragged a leg that had been shot, picked up a wooden stool leg and rushed towards Han Qian. When he picked up the remote control from his waist, the stool leg fell on the back of Han Qian's head.

Blood flowed down like water. Han Qian covered the back of his head and turned around to punch Lin Zongheng. Lin Zongheng crossed the stool leg to block the punch.

Click!

The legs of the stool were broken, and Han Qian's fist fell on his throat. Lin Zong vomited blood and lay on the ground, holding his throat and rolling around. When Han Qian picked up the remote control, it was already soaked in blood. Han Qian couldn't press it no matter what. Nothing happens.

In anger, Han Qian turned his head to look at Lin Zongheng, walked forward with a chair, and smashed Lin Zongheng's right leg. I didn't break your legs, but I can't let you walk out standing today. .

It fell again and again, and Lin Zongheng kept wailing.

Han Qian held the dagger and knelt down next to Lin Zongheng's head. The sharp edge of the dagger scratched the flesh as he continued his artistic creation.

The crooked word 'bastard' appeared on Lin Zongheng's forehead. Han Qian felt that this was not enough. He wanted to carve a turtle on Lin Zongheng's face and let him take the turtle and bury him in the coffin.

Bang

The door behind him was suddenly kicked open, and a gust of wind blew into the room. Before Han Qian could turn around, his body had already flown out and landed among the ruins of tables and chairs.

Han Qian struggled to stand up holding on to the table, and Han Qian smiled.

"Fuck your mother!"

Except for these three words, Han Qian didn't know what to say.

His brain has become bad because of this guy's appearance. Lin Zongheng's many tricks didn't make Han Qian feel any pain, but this grandson's kick made it difficult for Han Qian to get up.

It may also be that the poison effect is about to pass.

Let alone the poison, even the fairy beans can't withstand Han Qian's tossing.

Han Qian, who struggled to get up, said again.

"Fuck your dead father! Why didn't your father take you away when he died! I fuck your mother!"

He was extremely angry.

But the man standing in the room, who was dressed in a neat suit and extremely handsome, didn't speak. He walked to the side of Lin Zongheng who was lying on the ground and laughed.

"Who is the opportunist? Is it you? Is it Han Qian? Is it Feng Lun? It's me!"

A silver pistol appeared in his hand, with the muzzle pointed at Lin Zongheng's legs. This time he learned to be smart and reached out to take out a deformed steel coin from Lin Zongheng's pocket.

"This thing won't save you anymore."

Bang!

The bullet penetrated the flesh, and this time Lin Zongheng surprisingly did not make any wailing, but gritted his teeth and stared at the man in front of him and said viciously.

"Kill me! Han Qian doesn't kill people, you kill people, come and kill me! If I shout in front of you, I am your son!"

Bang!

The bullet penetrated the flesh again, and the severe pain made Lin Zongheng faint for a moment, but he laughed out loud.

"Are you tickling me? I will always regard Han Qian as an enemy. I feel proud that Han Qian calls me a cuckold, but you! You are not even a small scoundrel in my eyes! Come on! Shoot through my heart with a bullet! Come on! You eunuch, hahaha! You will never be a complete person in my eyes! Without you, Han Qian will never beat me!"

The third bullet penetrated Lin Zongheng's left leg. Liu Shengge stood up and pinched his ears, then picked up a chair and smashed it against Lin Zongheng's knees, but no matter how he did it, Lin Zongheng didn't even cry out in pain.

Liu Shengge threw away the chair in his hand and hooked his finger at Han Qian who was struggling to get up.

"How can you win without me?"

Han Qian stood up and pounded his chest, grinning with a bright red mouth.

"Just in time to warm up! I have no place to vent my strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Shengge stepped forward and kicked sideways, kicking Han Qian's chin with his right leg. Han Qian's whole body flew to the ground, splashing smoke and dust.

Ignoring the two rubbish that had already walked into the Hades Hall with one foot, Liu Shengge walked to the window and looked at Hu Haimian, who was tied up tightly and naked. Liu Shengge frowned and remained silent for a long time, then took off his clothes and put them on Hu Haimian's back, and said softly.

"Don't catch a cold."

But he didn't mean to let Hu Haimian down at all. He turned around and kicked Han Qian in the face who had just stood up. Han Qian rolled over and crashed into the ruins of the table and chairs. Liu Shengge raised his hand and fanned his face.

"It's so hot."