After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Han Qian had a bandage on his head and was holding a baseball bat in his hand. He had already lost all his face anyway, and there was no need to keep it at all. Han Qian was very lucky for one thing. There was always someone around him when he was messing around. There were two people accompanying me.

Guan Junbiao leaned against the tree trunk on the roadside with his hands folded across his chest and his head lowered. He closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking about. He was wearing a bright red suit imported from Great Britain. Finally, he no longer looked like a diaper in the past.

It is said that people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold. This is quite reasonable. When paired with this guy's ponytail, it really has some flavor.

Compared to Guan Dagou, Su Liang, who was squatting on the curb, looked a little less serious. He was wearing a pink peach blossom shirt, blue Hawaiian shorts, a pair of flip-flops on his feet, and a swing stick in his hand.

Pedestrians passing by gave way, and some people called the local police station. Han Qian took out a cigarette, then threw the cigarette case to Su Liang and said with a smile.

"Today I am not trying to be reasonable. There is no reason for them to send people to kill me. I still talk to them calmly. We will go there when Yeats comes."

Then he glanced at Su Liang and said contemptuously.

"You're already married, why are you still dressed like this?"

Su Liangyan fought back with contempt.

"You're divorced, aren't you still being chased and beaten by your second uncle all over the city? But I have to say, Brother Gou looks a bit slutty today."

While he was talking, Han Qian's cell phone rang, and Li Jinhai called him.

"You bastard, I'm going to the province today to be scolded. You should be careful when you are messing around at home. Don't cause serious harm to anyone. My second uncle knows that you feel aggrieved. My uncle has also thought about this matter. As long as it can be cured, Okay, don't cause permanent trauma, my second uncle will resign to fight for you, even after scolding me, it's okay if this officer doesn't do it."

"Hey, uncle, are you enlightened?"

"Little bastard, I'm beating you up when I get back. I'll take the motorcycle back sometime. You've already prepared the documents. Okay! Go and have fun by yourself."

Li Jinhai hung up the phone, and the driver asked in a low voice if this was a violation of discipline. Li Jinhai snorted and said angrily.

"Discipline? What kind of discipline? I, Li Jinhai, am already at this age. How can I be a bad director who can't even protect my own children? That's nonsense. Today I will go to the provincial department to ask. I, Li Jinhai, have been fair and honest all my life. Today I will If you want to protect my nephew and son-in-law, you can kill or hack them as you please."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian was a little surprised. Was Li Jinhai really enlightened or was he just talking about it? This guy made Han Qian feel confused.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Yeats arrived belatedly, stepped out of the car, looked at the three guys, and sighed.

"What are you going to do?"

Han Qian stepped forward and got into the passenger seat, lowered the window and smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"You'll know when we get there, go to Huitian Group."

At this time, Wei Tiancheng was pacing back and forth in the office. Now the matter was serious. Han Qian was not dead, and neither was Luo Shen. Han Qian's phone call yesterday clearly told him that he already knew what was going on.

Can he afford to offend Han Qian now? There were so many people watching behind this little brat. Wen She, who had always been silent, also spoke out this time. He had already called Lin Mengde to talk about the matter. Lin Mengde was so angry that he scolded Wei Tiancheng.

No wonder the old guy from the Luo family, with half his foot in the coffin, came to Binhai City and scolded the father and son. In total, this matter was all blamed on his own son.

But Lin Mengde didn't blame Lin Zongheng too much. If it were him, he would do the same, but the plan would be more thorough.

If you kill Luo Shen first, you are deceiving Han Qian.

In this way, even if it fails, it is still half successful.

Lin Mengde told Wei Tiancheng not to panic and to call him if Han Qian dared to come and cause trouble.

The hanging heart finally calmed down. Lin Mengde was the only one in the city who could compete with the backers behind Han Qian. Just after taking a breath, Miaomiao opened the office door in a panic, out of breath. He said anxiously.

"Han...Han Qian is here."

As soon as these words came out, Wei Tiancheng, who had just been relieved, felt his heart in his throat again, and after a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Let the brothers come over! I don't believe he dares to do anything!"

In any case, Wei Tiancheng has been in the city for more than 20 years. When he founded Huitian Group, Han Qian was still a kid who had passed the threshold and got stuck in his crotch.

Downstairs of Huitian Group, Han Qian had never been here a few times. Looking up at the office building on the 20th and 30th floors, Han Qian narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Which floor to which floor is the office building of Huitian Group?"

Yeats took out his tablet, pushed up his glasses, and replied softly.

"The first to fourth floors and the ninth to eleventh floors are the office buildings of Huitian Group. Wei Tiancheng is on the tenth floor. The ninth and tenth floors are not open to the public. The main office area is on the fourth floor."

Han Qian turned his head to look at Yeats and whispered.

"This guy is quite rich! Glory is only six floors away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian walked up the steps with a steel bat. Just two steps away, Guan Junbiao and Su Liang rushed up from the left and right. Su Liang took out the swing stick and hit it on the glass door of Huitian Group. This time The glass door didn't break, but it caused screams at the front desk.

The security guards of Huitian Group quickly gathered around. Guan Junbiao pulled out the short knife from his waist and pointed at the security captain and shouted angrily.

"Let me see who dares to come here today!"

Su Liang swung the stick again regardless, but the glass still didn't break. He turned to look at Han Qian in confusion, then ran to Han Qian in a hurry, handed the stick to Han Qian, grabbed the baseball bat and rushed back. .

The stick was swung out and the glass door shattered. Han Qian walked up the steps step by step. Yeats whispered that they were both worried that Han Qian would open his wound.

The security guards present kept retreating. Guan Junbiao strode into Xinghui Group with a knife. Su Liang swung his baseball bat and smashed everything he could hit. Someone took out his mobile phone to call the police, and Han Qian smiled.

"You'd better call the police and see if they arrest your boss or me, Han Qian. Liang'er, haven't you eaten?"

Su Liang chuckled.

"I'm a little full after eating, don't worry!"

With a stick, Su Liang whipped away the golden toads at the front desk. As long as it was glass, Su Liang didn't let go of any of them. No one of the more than 20 bodyguards present dared to come forward and stop them. They came to work to earn wages, not to work hard. of.

They might be able to take down these four people easily, but their families might appear on the rooftop the next day.

Guan Junbiao, this dog has no bottom line.

Han Qian bent down and picked up the golden toad on the ground. Yeats reminded him in a low voice. Han Qian threw the toad outside the door and smiled.

"The surveillance cameras are all here for you. Take pictures carefully. Where is Wei Tiancheng? Isn't he coming down yet? Smash the computer, pick the expensive one."

Su Liang rushed into the office area, leaned against the door, whistled at the people working inside, and smiled.

"Give you two minutes to get out of here right away. This matter has nothing to do with you little guys."

The smart man had already stood up, packed his things and left. Su Liang stepped forward and took a young woman's arm, pointed at the landline on the table and smiled.

"Call Wei Tiancheng!"

The young woman was stunned, and Su Liang roared angrily.

"I fucking told you to call Wei Tiancheng."

The young woman was already frightened. At some point, Guan Junbiao appeared at the door and said with a smile.

"Girl, you have a good figure. The KTV in District 8 is in need of a bartender like you. If you ask me, don't make this call."

After saying this, the young woman quickly picked up the landline phone and dialed the number of Wei Tiancheng's office. The call was connected instantly. Su Liang took the phone and smiled.

"Why don't you go downstairs? You weren't so cowardly when you killed my brother."

Now Su Liang is not afraid at all. Before doing this, Qian Ling told him that she would not only protect Han Qian if something happened if he accompanies Han Qian to fool around. Now Su Liang is confident.

Wei Tiancheng hung up the phone without saying a word. When Su Liang and Guan Junbiao were about to walk up to the third floor, the stairs were blocked by dozens of men in black suits, each holding a steel pipe in his hand. Su Liang frowned. As soon as he took a step, Guan Junbiao put his hand on Su Liang's shoulders and grinned at the only guy wearing a white suit.

"Monkey Er, I thought you were damn dead, but you finally dare to come out today?"

"Oh, you dead dog is still alive?"

Hou Er, formerly known as Hou Cong, has a similar identity to Guan Dagou. He used to be a younger brother who followed Wei Tiancheng. He was also a desperate character. In the early years, he was similar to Guan Dagou in terms of Mingshang. The Taoist priests called him Er Ge.

Tu Xiao and Wei Tiancheng are sworn enemies, and they also have an incompatible relationship. Guan Dagou has a scar on the back of his neck, which was given by Monkey 2, and Monkey 2 is missing two fingers. These two fingers are gone. You have to ask Guan Junbiao.

They haven't seen each other for ten years. After Wei Tiancheng changed his job, Hou Er also became a small manager, and Wei Tiancheng spent money to support him.

Guan Junbiao patted Su Liang's shoulder and laughed softly.

"Go, go back to Qian'er. Now it's time to deal with personal grudges."

After finishing his words, Guan Junbiao smiled at Hou Er and then shouted.

"Come here and take the guys with you."

Guan Junbiao's cell phone was in his pocket and he was always on the phone. While he and Han Qian were waiting for Yeats, he was listening to what was going on on the other side of the cell phone. Since he was here to cause trouble, he had to be fully prepared.

Su Liang had just returned to Han Qian. Before he could say anything, there were sudden sounds of sudden braking in the square of Huitian Group. More than a dozen vans were parked in the square, and young men swarmed into Huitian Group.

At the same time, Guan Junbiao was also thrown down the stairs on the second floor by Hou Er. Seeing this, Han Qian clenched his swing stick and rushed forward, waving to prevent these unknown guys from getting close to Guan Junbiao. Su Liang helped Guan Junbiao stand up.

In less than five minutes, Guan Junbiao's red suit was in tatters.

These guys have no martial ethics.

Hou Er, who was wearing a white suit, took out a white handkerchief, wiped his hands, and shouted to the security guards in the lobby.

"Okay, you have nothing to do here. Lock the door when you go out. Remember, no one is allowed to call the police. There are rules in the world, so lock up the big dog, right?"

After finishing his words, Hou Er threw the handkerchief in his hand towards Han Qian, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I heard that Young Master Han is very good at fighting, right? I only have two hundred men."

Han Qian chuckled, turned around and whistled to Yeats.

"Go wait outside and don't call the police."

Yeats's turn was not sloppy at all, and he stepped on a pair of high heels and walked towards the door that was about to be closed. At this time, a security guard stretched out his hand to stop him. Yeats waved his hand and slapped the person in the face. The next second, he raised his knee and hit the person hard in the crotch.

Han Qian's eyes were filled with admiration, and he understood why Yeats was so famous in the capital.

Fire doors were lowered.

Guan Junbiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared angrily.

"Children, let's put all our old sorrows and new grudges to rest today."

With a roar, steel rods slipped from the sleeves of the boy's suit from District 8 and he held it in his hand. Then he took out a red cloth and tied it to his forehead in order to distinguish his opponents.

Outside the door, Yeats was sitting on the steps, playing with the security carrot on his tablet. He didn't care about the ferocious looks of the security guards behind him, and he had no intention of calling the police.

What the boss says, she does.

The boss is dead...

He probably can't die...

Seeing that the radish was about to be eaten, Luo Shen threw the tablet on the steps in anger, held his cheeks in his hands and puffed out his mouth, sulking.

At this time, a handsome old man with eyes bent down and picked up the tablet. He was full of elegant temperament and chuckled softly.

"Aren't you worried, Miss Ye?"

Yeats glanced at Wei Tiancheng out of the corner of his eye, then took out a second tablet from his bag and continued playing Defend the Carrot, completely treating Wei Tiancheng as nothing.

Wei Tiancheng was not angry either. He sat next to Yeats and chuckled.

"Guess who walks out standing."

Yeats frowned and stood up and walked towards her car.

Even though Wei Tiancheng was so powerful, he did not dare to tie up Yeats in public. As for Yeats, he did not look down on Wei Tiancheng as a slave at all.

Where are the tickets?