Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

The fire at Yuanju Kailong made Li Jinhai unable to sit still. He drove to the scene in person wearing a bandage and a hospital gown. He wanted to see who was causing trouble in Binhai!

On the other side, Han Qian and others have also arrived at the cemetery.

Li Shaoqi's ashes were not the only ones that were lost. Looking at the deep pit behind Yang Caihuan's tombstone, Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then turned his head and looked at the members of the Yamenmen behind him.

There were about twenty people in various departments in Binhai, but there were some changes in these departments and the final trial of Feng Lun.

Han Qian lit a cigarette and took a deep breath again.

Snapped!

Han Qian waved his hand and slapped someone on the face. The old man in his fifties was slapped. He didn't dare to breathe. He lowered his head and burst into tears. Han Qian ignored him and faced the old man's side. The person hooked his hand.

"Sun Wang, come here!"

Snapped!

"Ning Gucheng, come here!"

Snapped!

Every time Han Qian called someone's name, the person whose name was called stepped forward and took the initiative to receive a slap.

"Aixinjueluo Peach Blossom!"

Baitao was stunned for a moment, then jumped back and shouted.

"If you hit them, you can't hit me!"

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Baitao and asked.

"What was Feng Lun's final result?"

Baitao shook his head.

"I don't know! It was discussed between Sun Zhengmin and Chen Jinye, and then they contacted Qin Yaozu and Li Jinhai. It was the result of a joint meeting at the Fengtian Yamenmen. Cheng Jin and I both attended the specific meeting. The Yamenmen insisted not to Admitting that I had made a mistake, Cheng Jin and I both raised objections, but they were rejected!"

Han Qian stared at Baitao.

"Come! Come here!"

Baitao shook his head.

"I won't go over. Zongheng told me clearly when I can joke with you, and they are the only three of you who dare to approach you at this time. Anyway, I don't dare, so don't go ahead and approach me! Oh, Han Qian! I know one thing. At that time, Feng Lun seemed to have contacted the people in the prison, and the condition was that his body should not be burned and be buried with Yang Caihuan, but...it seemed to be rejected, etc. The body had been burned to ashes when I found out.”

Han Qian pointed to the pit behind him, took a deep breath and asked.

"Li Shaoqi and Feng Lun are urns, right? They took them away when they were taken away, but how could Yang Caihuan's body be buried, and such a big coffin just be carried away? Are you all fucking blind? I'm here When Binhai moves, you all stare at me, and now you guys are staring at me, is this the result?"

Baitao whispered.

"Can I stop staring at you and give you freedom? Can you handle this matter?"

Han Qian strode towards Baitao. Baitao took two steps back and shouted.

"Now that something has gone wrong, what do you want me to do? Can you do whatever you want? Can I take care of it for you if something goes wrong?"

At this time, Baitao had no choice. There were some things that only Han Qian could solve. Maybe others could, but it was definitely not her Baitao.

Baitao also found the rules for survival on the coast.

Don't be so concerned about face.

It's of no use.

Han Qian pushed away the people in front of him and muttered as he walked.

"I'm not afraid of big officials or rich people! I'm afraid of this kind of fanatical believers, just like a cult. Have you forgotten the cult that committed collective self-immolation? These guys are all barefoot. You don’t want your life! When the time comes, I will play with you and kill one without losing any money, but kill two and make a profit? How do you play?"

Walking to Li Shaoqi's tombstone, Han Qian looked at the graffitied tombstone, covered his head and squatted on the ground, sighing.

"What the hell! Damn, everyone thinks Binhai is me, but in fact Binhai wants to torture me to death! Now that Li Shaoqi's ashes are lost, can Fu Dong let me go? Baitao, I really fucked your grandma ah!"

Baitao said helplessly.

"What's the use of scolding me?"

Han Qian turned his head and looked at Baitao.

"Can I take it out on you? What should Fu Dong do to me?"

Baitao shrugged, and Han Qian turned over and lay on the ground, looking at the sky, holding a cigarette in his mouth and sighing.

"Isn't it a little late to wash Feng Lun now?"

Baitao shook his head.

"The Yamenmen cannot agree, nor will they compromise like this cult believer, absolutely not! If we compromise, it will prove that Feng Lun is right and the Yamenmen are wrong! This is absolutely impossible to happen, even if I Agree, but Sun Zhengmin and Chen Jinye cannot agree!"

Han Qian sighed.

"Get lost! Get lost, all of you! Don't be unwilling to listen to what I say. The current members of Binhai Yamenmen are worse than the leadership team of Niu Guodong back then. Get lost!"

Baitao shrugged, waved to everyone and turned to leave. Han Qian lay on the lawn in a daze.

I closed my eyes and waited. About half an hour later, I heard the sound of footsteps.

Ding ding ding.

The sound of steel scraping across the tombstone was clear. Han Qian sat up and looked at the two men holding knives in front of him. One man had a scar on his face and looked at Han Qian and said coldly.

"Liu Jiwen."

Another man wearing a tight vest next to him spoke again.

"Liu Jixiang, we are Feng Lun's followers. You betrayed our faith and came to use your blood to wash away the grievances suffered by our faith."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Stop bragging! You two are just bastard believers, you just took money under the guise of being believers... rubbish!"

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Abandoned warehouse in Marina East City.

A place full of stories.

Han Qian and Niu Xiaohua were hung upside down here.

Niu Xiaohua killed A Da here.

Feng Lun shot and wounded Qin Yaozu here.

Every inch of land here represents something that happened, and Han Qian was also seriously injured here.

But today the place has become lively. People are constantly coming in and out, seeming to be busy with something. In the middle of the factory is a guy wearing a mask and holding a photo of Feng Lun in his arms. Next to him lies a coffin. .

In front of them, there was a pot of boiling water, and someone was standing beside the iron pot holding Li Shaoqi's ashes.

The guy in the mask started talking randomly.

"We live in this chaotic world where there is no word for fairness. We have suffered countless grievances and incomprehensible pain. Without Mr. Feng Lun, our grievances will never be justice. The grievances we have suffered People will never know, and those who bully and insult us will never be punished. But Mr. Feng Lun sacrificed to lift the darkness of this world, so that everyone in this world can get justice, and no longer suffer injustice. Sacrificed!"

A group of mentally ill people stood under the stage and stared at Feng Lun's photo. The boiling water gave off a strange smell that was intoxicating.

Some people even shed tears looking at Feng Lun's photo.

The strange smell, the hypnotic music, the words that incited emotions, and what happened to him was indeed because Feng Lun lifted the fig leaf and was treated fairly. The people gathered here already worshiped Feng Lun to a certain extent.

The masked woman was wearing a white suit, with a slim figure and long hair scattered behind her. She spoke again while holding Feng Lun's photo.

"But it is this kind of person who has encountered the most unfair treatment in the world. His parents were unjustly accused and died tragically, and his woman was forced to commit suicide with an unborn child in her belly. Now she can't even be with him even after she dies. Women are buried together, why should such a person who has the courage to face the unfairness of the world be treated like this! Why!"

After saying this, the masked woman pointed to the urn aside and screamed.

"It was Li Shaoqi, it was he who forced Yang Caihuan to death! It was Lin Zongheng, it was Liu Shengge, it was Chen Qiang, it was Han Qian, it was Binhai Yamenmen, it was everyone in Binhai Yamenmen, Mr. Feng Lun worked hard for our grievances , then we also have to pay the price for this in Binhai, I..."

boom!

The wooden door of the warehouse suddenly broke into pieces, and the debris flew towards the crowd. A white Ferrari broke through the door, and a car worth tens of millions was turned into a bumper car. When the door opened, the beautiful legs in black stockings were visible, and then a man wearing a The woman in shorts and vest got out of the car, her ponytails swaying, and she pointed at the woman on the podium with a baseball bat.

"Xiao Wang, I told you! If you come to Binhai, I will kill you!"

The masked woman chuckled and said softly.

"We fanatical believers, today someone did not allow our faith to be buried with his beloved woman! Why? Because she was one of the murderers who killed Mr. Feng Lun! Let her be used by Mr. Feng Lun today to witness Our sincerity!”

The believers picked up the debris from the wooden door on the ground and walked towards the King numbly. The King chuckled, threw away the baseball bat, and took out two pistols under his armpits. Seeing this, Xiao Wang threw away the photo in his hand and pressed the remote control. Suddenly in the middle of the warehouse There was an explosion, and the red banknotes fell like rain.

There was a burst of gunfire and a cry of pain.

Then the men from District 8 rushed in with machetes and baseball bats.

The king held two pistols and chased the injured Xiao Wang. After running a few steps, the king felt dizzy. He raised his head and bit off his right arm. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The king turned around and shouted.

"Brother Dog, there's something wrong with that pot of water. Xiao Wang is a doctor from Columbia Medicine! It's poisonous!"

Guan Junbiao said blankly.

"Colombia? Isn't that a gorilla?"

Guan Junbiao kicked the believer in front of him away, and then a sap fell on the back of his head. Guan Junbiao raised his hand and touched the back of his head, turned around and looked at the guy holding the stick behind him, frowning.

"Hit me? Have you eaten mad cow pie?"

Draw the knife.

The silver blade turned like silver flowers in the hand, and the blood was like raindrops. In just a few seconds, the guy holding the stick lay on the ground and kept wailing. Guan Junbiao shrugged.

"I'll make it into a squirrel fish for you later. Be careful, kids. There are only a few believers here, and most of them are trash who are greedy for money!"

The king chased him out of the warehouse and started his escape jeep. He pulled the trigger continuously, then turned around and ran back to the warehouse, opened the door and got in the car. The white Ferrari crashed through the wooden partition and rushed out of the warehouse.

The king's desire to kill Xiao Wang is not as short-lived as one, two or three years.

From the first meeting, the king wanted to kill this bitch.

The front face of the 27 million car has been deformed. Wang stepped on the accelerator. It was a supercar after all. Wang quickly caught up with Xiao Wang. Looking at the Wrangler on the right, Wang fiercely turned the steering wheel. She knew that Xiao Wang had run away today. , then there will be no useful news.

But if we catch this woman, we can catch Xue Yang!

Xue Yang did all this because Chu Sui didn't have the brains at all!

The king screamed after two impacts.

"What a garbage truck! Can't hit a broken Wrangler?"

At this moment, an old man pulling his child across the road suddenly appeared on the road ahead. Xiao Wang lowered the window and laughed maniacally.

"My lord! It's another life decision!"

Xiao Wang suddenly turned the steering wheel and hit the big king. Fragments of the past reappeared in the king's mind. Then he took a deep breath. At the moment when Xiao Wang hit him, the big king suddenly increased his speed and turned the steering wheel to block Xiao Wang's car. Then brake.

The Wrangler at full speed hit the butt of the car, and the glass of Rafa was shattered. Wang, who had no time to belt his seat belt, smashed his head on the steering wheel. When he raised his head again, Xiao Wang's Wrangler had gone away. Wang looked at the front of the car holding his grandson with his eyes filled with horror. The old lady lowered her car window and screamed.

"You don't want to die? You want to cross the road? Damn it, I should hit the accelerator and kill you both! Your car is not as expensive as mine!"

Then the king opened the door and got out of the car. Her right leg was injured at some point, and the blood had soaked through the black stockings. The king stepped forward and looked at the frightened old lady, and whispered.

"Are you injured? Where do you feel uncomfortable? You fucking talk!"

The old lady shook her head blankly, and the king turned his head to look at the scrapped Rafa and sighed.

"As expected, His Highness said that if you don't belong to you, you can't catch it even if you want!"

The king walked to the car, took out a pack of cigarettes and stood on the roadside. He took out one and put it in his mouth, but did not light it.

I remember it was like this a few years ago!

Chu Sui asked the two of them to arrive in Hangzhou within twenty minutes. The two of them were speeding on the road in two cars, with Xiao Wang in front and the king behind. During the drive, Xiao Wang suddenly stopped and waited until the king saw a mother and son in front of her. It was too late. I remember that the mother and son flew up and landed heavily on the ground. I remember that Xiao Wang clapped his hands and cheered. I remember that I had a nightmare for a long time.

But now that the king can make her own choice, she chooses to put the brakes on!

Maybe he will be scolded by His Highness?

The king squatted on the roadside and covered his face with his hands, sighing. At this time, the old lady came over with her grandson and whispered with guilt on her face.

"Little girl, I'm sorry! I...I will compensate you."

The king raised his head and pointed at his car.

"Twenty-seven million! What are you going to pay for? I really beg you, please watch when you cross the road! Not everyone will ignore their own safety for you! I won't stop the car just now, She! Xiao Wang! will crush you!"

The King stood up, limped to the car, opened the door, took out his mobile phone and dialed His Highness's number. After waiting for a long time, the call was answered, and the King whispered.

"Your Highness, I got into trouble."

"Oh, are you hurt?"

"Minor injury."

"Oh, find a place to deal with it yourself. I'm a little busy. Damn it! You were waiting for me to kill these two people! Hang up the phone!"

The king hung up the phone silently, then raised his head and looked at the sky, and said softly.

"That's great! You didn't ask me how much trouble I got into."

Over at the cemetery, Han Qian hung up the phone and bent over, wearing rough clothes, and looked at the two brothers in front of him. They were also very embarrassed. It had been almost half an hour, and Han Qian hadn't been killed yet. The knife in his hand was still there. Taken away.

Han Qian threw away his phone and looked at the watermelon knife in his hand, grinning.

"Let me tell you two a secret~"

After saying that, Han Qian bent forward with the knife in his back. The watermelon knife crossed the crescent moon in front of the mountain and collided with the watermelon knife in Liu Jiwen's hand. The next second, Han Qian stepped on Liu Jiwen's right foot and punched Liu Jixiang. Then Han Qian quickly retreated, holding the knife in his forearm, and the scene reappeared in his mind.

"Xiao Qian, watch out, I will teach you one last time!"

Han Qian held the knife in his right hand and took a step forward. Facing the stabbing watermelon knife, Han Qian raised his left hand and grabbed the sharp blade. He raised the knife with his right hand and dropped it. A section of his arm fell to the ground. Han Qian stared at the arm on the ground. Han Qian laughed as he watched Liu Jiwen covering his arms and wailing, bending down to pick up another watermelon knife and looking at Liu Jixiang who was about to escape.

"Watch it, I'll teach you one last time!"

Unexpectedly, Liu Jixiang turned around and ran away. Han Qian took a deep breath and then chased after him.

Oh shit!

I was the fastest runner when my dad beat me as a kid! You can outrun me!

A few minutes later, Han Qian came back dragging a dead dog. After calling Li Jinhai, Han Qian left with a watermelon knife.

Waiting for Han Qian to drive to another hill in Yingshan Cemetery, he looked at the lonely tombstone in front of him.

Liu's!

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, sister, I have something to do, so I have to do this. If I don't dig it for you, Liu Shengge won't come back to work for me honestly!"

Then Han Qian dug the grave with a watermelon knife.

When he returned to the Liu Jiwen brothers with the urn in his arms, Li Jinhai's people hadn't arrived yet. Han Qian squatted on the ground, looked at the two brothers, and sighed.

"It's a pity that I don't kill people! Even if that guy from Swan Lake died in Guo Charming's hands in the end, then let you two die in Liu Shengge's hands!"

Han Qian took out his mobile phone and called Liu Shengge. He waited for a long time before the call was connected. Han Qian complained quietly.

"Are you worried that I'll say you're a pervert?"

"There's fart!"

"Your wife's urn was dug up! I have to fight hard to get it back."

Liu Shengge on the other side of the phone kicked over the desk in front of him, then kicked the glass partition of Yagyu Shengwu's office into pieces, holding the phone and roaring in a shaky voice.

"Han...Han...Qian'er! How about my wife's ashes? I...Han Qian's wife."

Liu Shengge was in a daze. He didn't know what to say. He fell to the ground with a thud on the flat floor tiles. Liu Shengge's eyes were red and he choked in a low voice.

"Han Qian, please protect her! I beg you, I'll be there right away!"

"Don't worry, but I have to go to the hospital. I received a cut of about four centimeters on my side. The bones can be seen, and there is also a stab wound on my back."

"I'll give you as much money as you want, and the company will give it to you. Please protect her, okay? I'll fucking Liu Shengge kneel down for you!"

After finishing his words, Liu Shengge knelt on the ground with a thud and choked with sobs.

"Han Qian, I haven't been able to protect her. I can give you my life. Can you help me protect her?"

Han Qian gritted his teeth and said.

"Come quickly, it hurts me to death!"

Liu Shengge pressed the elevator button frantically, but the elevator stopped at the fifteenth floor. Liu Shengge kicked the elevator door, turned around and roared at the staff behind him.

"Whoever comes out of this elevator will be fired immediately!"

Ding!

The elevator came, opened the door and Liu Shengwu walked out, tilting her head and looking at Liu Shengge who was crying, and said doubtfully.

"What happened to you?"

Liu Shengge kicked Liu Shengwu in the stomach and said angrily.

"You are my fucking brother, otherwise I will kill you today! Where is Quledi? Quledi, are you fucking dead? Quledi, you fucking die, you, you er fucking out!"

Liu Shengwu chased Liu Shengge downstairs, and after going out, Liu Shengge rode his motorcycle straight to Binhai.

The entire speed never dropped below 200.

Liu Shengge, who was riding a motorcycle, had red eyes.

No matter who it is!

No matter who it is!

No matter who it is!

I, Liu Shengge, will definitely kill you!

Han Qian, who was lying on the ground, looked at Li Jinhai. Li Jinhai looked at the urn in Han Qian's hand. Then he sighed and motioned to Xiao Song to take Han Qian to bandage the wound. When he walked out of the cemetery, Han Qian saw someone walking in front of him. Tongyao looked at the injuries on Han Qian's body and squeezed out a smile, then passed by Han Qian.

Soon after, Han Qian, who was bandaging his wounds in the car, heard two gunshots.

At this time, Baitao looked at the urn in front of him, then looked at the two crazy believers who were tied tightly in front of him, and asked.

"interesting?"

Believers are arrogant.

"Feng Lun should enjoy such treatment! If he cannot be treated fairly even after his death, then Lin Zongheng..."

Baitao frowned and interrupted the man's words, waving his hand.

"I'm too lazy to listen to your useless ink marks! Throw them in."

"I'm mentally ill!"

Snapped!

Baitao hit the man on the head with a document and frowned.

"Mental illness? Even if you have a mental illness, I can kill you. Remember my face, I will let you squat there for the rest of your life!"