After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Lin Zongheng was sitting alone in Changxiang Group's office. He was a little excited. Calculating the time, Luo Shen should be dead. It would be best if Gou Dapao could kill Han Qian. Of course, he could not die.

His life and death will not hinder Lin Zongheng's plan, but!

Luo Shen must die.

Thinking of playing the role of an infatuated seed in the future, Lin Zongheng felt a little uncomfortable. He took out his mobile phone and thought about asking that woman to come over and feel comfortable. But after thinking about it, he put down his mobile phone. Feng Lun and Cui Li suddenly appeared. Could they be Han Qian called him back?

What is the relationship between Han Qian and Cui Li?

Lin Zongheng said that he was not afraid of Li Jinhan, Li Jinhai, or Qian Ling. Han Qian guessed that he was afraid of Cheng Jin, but Han Qian was wrong. Lin Zongheng's family was on good terms with Niu Guodong, so how could they be afraid of Cheng Jin?

What he was afraid of was Feng Lun, who rode him like a dog!

No one can guess the relationship between Feng Lun and Han Qian. After investigating Han Qian's information, he had a three-year gap. It can be said that no one except Wen Nuan knows what Han Qian has done in the past three years, and it happens that Feng Lun also He disappeared for a while, which happened at the same time as Han Qian's three years.

Lin Zongheng suspected that Han Qian and Feng Lun had known each other for a long time. As for the evidence that Han Qian did not know Feng Lun now, it can be ignored. With their heads, if they want to work together to calculate something, the entire Binhai City is Their chessboard and chess pieces.

For a moment, Lin Zongheng hoped that Han Qian would die. Living with such a person was simply a kind of oppression for him.

Nowadays, many people secretly rank young people in the city, including those at the yamenmen.

The top pick was Han Qian, everyone recognized him as number one, but the second pick was not him, Lin Zongheng, but the eunuch of the Lin family. Even the top pick was taken away by Feng Lun, and he was just a 'Chuanlu' that no one knew about.

Even if Feng Lun is not in Binhai City now, he is still just a top pick.

Lin Zongheng was unwilling to give in. He didn't lack money, he was handsome, he didn't lack women, he didn't lack status. What he lacked was recognition from outsiders and spiritual satisfaction. He was weighed down by a mud-legged guy from the countryside. As a returnee from overseas, Lin Zongheng was unwilling to give in.

He is a highly educated, top student from a well-known university, a wealthy young man, and the president of Changxiang Group.

And what about Han Qian? He's just a mud-legged guy who didn't graduate from college, has a criminal record, and comes out of the countryside wearing patches. He has nothing.

Why?

Why should he?

I, Lin Zongheng, am stupider than him, Han Qian?

His thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of his cell phone, and Lin Zongheng answered the call.

"Eunuch, do you have something to say in the middle of the night?"

"I'm playing in a group. Let me tell you something in my busy schedule. The old lunatic from Qian Ling's family just came to me with a gun. You'd better stay away. Han Qian is dead. You have something to do. Han Qian is alive. You There’s something else.”

"You told him it was my plan?"

"A double-barreled shotgun is put to your foreheads, don't you say anything? You don't think Qian Ling is a widow whose husband and children died, do you? Her husband used to be a professor, a professor with many talents all over the world, I will give you to you if you die You buy a pot, bye."

Buy a pot?

An image of a tortoise lying in a pot appeared in Lin Zongheng's mind, and he got up and left.

feel a little scared.

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In the woods, Guan Junbiao held a short knife in his hand and stared at Cui Li, who looked at Guan Junbiao calmly.

After talking to Cui Li, Guan Junbiao was scared. No one is not afraid of this kind of madman, but at this moment, Guan Junbiao is not afraid of the madman in front of him at all. He knows that fear is useless. If he is scared, he will run away.

The brother sitting behind him under the tree must die.

Guan Junbiao remembered everything Han Qian did for him, and the scene when he threw out a card that night. The money was not important, the important thing was the attitude. He didn't speak, but Han Qian knew he wanted to help.

Ashamed to speak.

Regardless of the reason.

These eight words are enough.

Brother Han, Brother Guan are not names you call casually.

Wolong and Phoenix were both disgraced together, so now Guan Junbiao can't run away.

Does life matter?

important.

Can you finally have the nerve to kneel down in front of the grave and call Brother Han?

Shameless.

When Cui Li bent down to assemble the pistol, Luo Shen spoke.

"He wants to form a gun!"

Cui Li turned around and hit Cui Luo in the stomach with a stick. At this time, Guan Junbiao realized that there was another person here, but he didn't care too much. He stepped forward with the knife, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and slashed down.

Sparks flashed in the heavy rain, and the harsh sound of steel friction sounded for the heavy rain. Guan Junbiao was more agile than Han Qian, and he played a dagger like a silver flower on a rainy night.

The sharp dagger had a tricky angle and was as fast as lightning in the sky. In just a few breaths, the dagger and the stick had collided countless times. Luo Shen didn't know how the two men saw each other's weapons in this dark night.

It's experience.

It has been sixteen years since Guan Junbiao followed Tu Xiao in fighting and killing at the age of sixteen. He has also been playing swordsmanship for sixteen years. No success is accidental, only sweat and hard work. Guan Junbiao's attack forced Cui Li to take it seriously. stand up.

The short knife turned into a sword and stabbed Cui Li's throat. When the distance was less than three inches, the stick had already appeared under Guan Junbiao's armpit.

boom!

There was a muffled sound and the stick hit his armpit. Guan Junbiao felt a burst of muscle soreness. The dagger fell and cut through Cui Li's vest, leaving a bloodstain on his right chest. Guan Junbiao hurriedly took two steps back, holding the dagger in his left hand. Move your right arm to relieve pain.

Cui Li looked down at the blood on his chest. When he raised his head again, lightning flashed across him again. Guan Junbiao saw a smile on this lunatic's face. It was not a smile, but a crazy smile.

Sudden!

Cui Li screamed strangely, and rushed towards Guan Dagou with the stick in both hands. The stick swept across Guan Junbiao's right rib. Guan Junbiao held the knife in his left hand to resist the attack, but just like that, Cui Li's right arm was pressed down by his left back. His fist hit Guan Junbiao's face with the sound of steel colliding.

Guan Junbiao was also a man. He advanced instead of retreating. The sharp edge of his left hand slid along the body of the swinging stick towards the hand holding the swinging stick. Seeing this, Cui Li did not dare to move forward. He retreated with practice. Guan Junbiao pressed hard and refused to let go. When Cui Li felt that he was about to enter Luo Shen's sneak attack range, he stopped, put his right hand on the swing stick, turned around and stepped away from Gou Dapao, and caught the other end of the swing stick that was about to fall to the ground with his left hand.

He swung the stick and hit Guan Dagou on the back of the neck. Without looking behind him, Guan Junbiao raised the dagger in his left hand and moved it down his right shoulder.

Ding!

There was another crisp sound, the tiger's mouth tore open, the back of the knife pressed against the back, cutting the skin, but Guan Junbiao still did not retreat, raised his leg and put it on Cui Li's knee that was about to lift, then raised his leg again, and whipped his leg with a whip. Cui Li's side waist was so strong that Cui Li took a step across to steady himself.

Guan Junbiao frowned, turned to look at Han Qian sitting under the tree, and said doubtfully.

"That's it? That's it, Brother Han? I thought he was so powerful, but that's it? I can beat three of them by myself."

Han Qian clutched his chest and continued intermittently.

"Don't... don't be careless."

After the words fell, Cui Li spoke.

"In total, I was underestimated. Your original name was Guan Junbiao, right?"

"Grandpa is here. Don't call grandpa by his name if you don't have the purple gold gourd and jade purification bottle."

"Ah!"

Cui Li smiled and raised his fingers at Guan Junbiao, but Guan Junbiao ignored him at all. Cui Li knew that he didn't have much time. If Guan Junbiao could find this place, so could others. Cui Li pulled open his vest. This time the attack was obviously stronger than It was much faster before, and the stick fell like raindrops. Guan Junbiao waved his short knife to resist and retreated.

After dozens of times, Guan Junbiao clutched his ribs and gritted his teeth.

"Damn, it seems I've been underestimated."

Cui Li is the most trustworthy and capable person around Feng Lun, while Guan Junbiao is the capable general beside Tu Xiao.

When Tu Xiao was able to walk into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala alone to meet Cui Li, it showed that he was not afraid of him.

How could Guan Junbiao let Cui Li get an advantage tonight?

Guan Junbiao's short sword returned to his right hand and he smiled.

"Xiao Cui! Are you talking about something?"

As soon as these words came out, Cui Li was slightly stunned, but Guan Junbiao had already started to counterattack. When the sharp blade passed by, when the spark exploded, Cui Li did not retreat and kept dodging. Both times he punched, he was forced back by the short knife in Guan Junbiao's hand.

When the same dozens of swords were stopped again, the bright red of the blade flowed down the tip, Guan Junbiao chuckled.

"Have you seen the days?"

Cui Li didn't know what Guan Junbiao was talking about. Guan Junbiao also approached Cui Li again while he was talking. This time Cui Li smiled again, raised his right leg and then dropped it heavily. The muddy water stirred up blocked Guan Junbiao's sight. Guan Junbiao couldn't help but When I closed my eyes to prevent mud and water from entering my eyes, the stick had already fallen.

"Forehead!"

Luo Shen's scream made Guan Junbiao dodge quickly, but the stick still landed on his shoulder. He held the short knife in his backhand and drew an arc in front of him, slicing Cui Li's forearm.

Cui Li's left fist was thrown out. Guan Junbiao smiled and raised his hand to block it. Just when the fists were about to face each other, Guan Junbiao suddenly opened his palm. Cui Li punched the hilt of the knife. Guan Junbiao took a step back and distanced himself. When the short knife fell, he stepped forward again, bent down and held the handle of the knife, leaving a wound on Cui Li's right leg.

In the fight, Cui Li didn't get any advantage.

In fact, if Han Qian had not been injured after falling off the cliff, had he not been hit on the back by a hook cannon, and had not been slashed by those two men, Han Qian would have been confident that he could defeat Cui Li. Han Qian and Guan Junbiao did not get any advantage in that duel, and Guan Junbiao had been there all along. Shouting for a fight with Han Qian.

He can't fight?

The famous Guan Da dog in the city cannot be beaten?

That's a joke!

Guan Junbiao wiped the short knife with his pants and said calmly.

"I've received eleven blows from you and left seven stab wounds on your body. Why do you still need to continue? If you think about it, there will be many opportunities in the future. My people are coming soon."

Cui Li tilted his head and said doubtfully.

"You let me go?"

Guan Junbiao lowered his sword and walked towards Han Qian, saying calmly.

"There is a lunatic behind you. The people at the Yamenmen dare to arrest you, but I don't dare. Gou Dapao's body is here. My brother Han is still alive. I know you have something to hide. I will repay what my brother owes you." , get out! I’m practicing.”

Cui Li took a deep breath. This time he stopped smiling and said calmly.

"No weapons, just fists and kicks."

The voice pointed at Luo Shen.

"She's timing it, I'll leave in sixty seconds, otherwise I'll kill Han Qian and you won't be able to save it."

Guan Junbiao turned his head and said coldly.

"You're going to die."

Cui Li stopped talking and punched Guan Junbiao with his fist!

"Snapped."

Guan Junbiao slapped Cui Li's fist away and frowned.

"If you don't get beaten, you won't have a long memory? Why are you like Xiao Cui?"