After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

After chatting with Toad for an hour, Wei Jiu looked at Han Qian slightly wrong when he left. Seeing Han Qian so thin, he doubted what Toad said and agreed that Han Qian would have time to fight and practice his skills.

But Han Qian refused, saying with a smile that he couldn't even beat Qingsi.

After Wei Jiu left, Han Qian approached the toad and whispered.

"Toad, let me ask you something, what was Feng Lun's original purpose?"

Toad glanced at the three women in the distance, lowered his head and whispered.

"I'm definitely not venting my anger alone, but here..."

Han Qian nodded thoughtfully and then said.

"Shall I take you out for a drink?"

When the words came out, Toad's eyes changed, and then became lonely again. Seeing this, Han Qian reached out and patted Toad on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"You still can't visit the prison, right? Don't you want to see your mother? See your daughter? You have to give me an answer that satisfies me."

Toad's eyes were full of brilliance, and his lips couldn't help but tremble.

"Really...is it really possible?"

Han Qian leaned forward and smiled.

"We are friends now, but you may be in handcuffs. After all, I know your skills."

"I'll tell you right now, Feng Lun is..."

"Don't worry!"

Han Qian picked up the handcuffs and squeezed Toad's hands, turned around and walked towards the three women, smiling gently at Wen Wen.

"Xiao Nuan, you and Qingsi go out to play for a while. I have some more important things to be busy with."

Nuan Nuan glanced at Toad, pulled Wu Qingsi and whispered.

"Han Qian, be careful and call me when you're done."

"good!"

The girl pulled the female star and turned around to leave. Han Qian whispered to Cai Qinghu that he wanted to take Toad out. Cai Qinghu covered his ears and told Han Qian that she didn't hear it. She couldn't make the decision, so he had no choice but to call Han Qian. Give it to Li Jinhai, but he didn't dare to agree to it when Li Jinhai told him about it.

The last call was made to Cheng Jin, who did not refuse, but asked Han Qian to wait for him in prison.

In less than twenty minutes, Cheng Jin arrived. Next to him was Li Jinhai. Before he could get closer, Cheng Jin had already cursed angrily.

"Little bastard, why are you so crazy? Isn't it hard for you to stay away from death for a day?"

Han Qian scratched his head and smiled.

"Isn't this application to your elder brother? I think Qingsi needs some information from Toad for filming, and then...you have to give people a chance to make meritorious service, right? Try to get leniency! Don't you think so, Toad?"

A toad nods like it's pounding garlic, that's called a well-behaved person.

Cheng Jin stepped forward, grabbed Han Qian's collar and dragged him in front of him, and whispered.

"Little ancestor, what do you want to do?"

Han Qian stepped on his feet and laughed softly.

"That's what I just said. I also want to know what the purpose of Feng Lun's attack on the Mid-Autumn Festival Party is. Toad and Cui Li are the two closest to Feng Lun. He should know some details. I will use my free day to In exchange, I will stay with him every step of the way, and you and my second uncle will follow with others. If he runs away, I will apologize and commit suicide."

Cai Qinghu on the side came forward and whispered.

"I...I also vouch for my husband."

As soon as he said these words, Cheng Jin grabbed his ears and pulled him aside and scolded him. He probably meant to tell Cai Qinghu not to follow Han Qian's nonsense. Li Jinhai glanced at Han Qian and then at Cheng Jin, took out the gun from his waist and handed it to him. Han Qian whispered.

"Hide it, there are two bullets inside. If you don't shoot, don't shoot. If there is danger, don't think about how to explain it. Shoot to protect yourself, you hear? It's okay if the toad runs away. Don't give it to me, you kid. Injured again.”

"Second uncle, you are a little unusual today."

"Get out! I'm going to tell the warden that you'd better give back some useful information."

Han Qian shrugged and curled his lips.

"There's probably no evidence. I guess it's just something I guessed. It can only be used as the next direction for the government office to look for."

Li Jinhai waved and turned to leave. At this time, Cheng Jin came to Han Qian's side, put his arms around the bastard's shoulders, and whispered.

"Hand it over!"

"What?"

"Gun! Li Jinhai dares to give it to you, but I dare not let you hold it. Tell me what did you bring with you to Jinxi yesterday?"

"Water gun."

"Be honest with me in the city. It's not a big deal if you use a knife. It's a big deal if you use a gun. I can help you suppress it, but it's very troublesome. Take it out and give it to Qinghu. She can hold a gun. ,you can not."

"There's no difference!"

"This is a prison, and eight hundred surveillance cameras are watching you!"

Han Qian sighed and handed the gun to Cheng Jin, who handed it to Cai Qinghu.

Half an hour later, Han Qian drove the McLaren left behind by Nuan Nuan and left to watch the prison. Toad, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was looking out the window with a cigarette in his mouth, his face full of curiosity.

In just one year, the city has changed.

Behind Han Qian was an Audi R8. Cai Qinghu was driving with Cheng Jin. Cheng Jin just wanted to smoke. Cai Qinghu glared at him. Now Cheng Jin was unhappy and frowned.

"No matter what, I treat you as my daughter! Han Qian can smoke but I can't?"

"My husband-in-law doesn't smoke!"

"The reason why you are smoking is because there is a stove installed in the sports car? Xiaohu, there are so many confidantes around Han Qian, do you have confidence? If your father and your father find out about this, do you believe that they can jump out of the coffin? Do not believe?"

Cai Qinghu glared at Cheng Jin fiercely, then changed his face and smiled like a flower.

"I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me. I will take my husband-in-law to visit my father and my grandfather's grave tomorrow."

Cheng Jin frowned.

"You didn't go on July 15th? Didn't you go on the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"I'm not at your house during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Forgot, where is Han Qian going?"

"have no idea."

"It's a bit dangerous to go into the mountains."

Han Qian went to the suburbs along Binhai Road. The mountain road was winding and the car stopped on the side of the road. When Han Qian and Toad got out of the car, Cheng Jin found that Toad's handcuffs had been opened and he cursed angrily.

Han Qian and Toad were walking on the steps of the pile of stones. Just as Toad was about to light a cigarette, Han Qian laughed and cursed.

"Stop smoking. I'll go find the warden after you go back this time. He owes me a favor. I'll save some money for you and then apply for a visit to the prison. Toad! Don't let my kindness slip away. All in vain.”

Toad nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, I will serve my sentence well. I surrendered! It is much safer to be in prison than to escape outside. If I were not in prison, I would still be wielding a sledgehammer at the construction site. Prison is more comfortable."

"Then come out early, it's not a good place there, huh? Wait a minute, Toad, I'll take revenge first."

Han Qian rolled up his sleeves and ran up the steps. At this time, the old Taoist priest who was reading the palm of a young daughter-in-law noticed this reckless man. He got up and ran away with a cry, but he was caught by Han Qian before he ran a few meters. .

"Old magician, you are really good at calculating fortunes! The last time you told me my fortune, you told me that there would be a bloody disaster. I almost died in the ravine on the coastal road!"

The old Taoist priest turned around and reached out to hold Han Qian's shoulder. Han Qian hurriedly retracted his hand in pain, tilted his head and said suspiciously.

"How did you know my shoulder was injured?"

The old Taoist priest returned to the stall and continued to tell fortunes to his young wife. Han Qian was a little anxious while waiting, and finally told his young wife that this old Taoist priest was his second uncle, who specializes in deceiving big-breasted and good-natured women like you.

The young daughter-in-law ignored Han Qian, stood up, threw down the twenty yuan and left. Han Qian frowned at this.

"Old man, you spent half an hour writing twenty yuan on it. Do the math for me. What will be the outcome of my visit to the temple this time?"

The old Taoist priest stretched out two fingers, Han Qian took out two coins, and the old Taoist priest immediately said angrily.

"Boy, your wife is more generous than you! You can take the money, I won't count it."

"Nothing else! I'll give you twenty."

"Too little."

"Two hundred! OK?"

"two thousand!"

"You're paralyzed!"

After saying this, Han Qian stood up and waved to the toad, indicating to go up the mountain. At this time, the old Taoist priest smiled.

"Boy, I'll do the math for you when you get off the mountain. Someone will pay you."

"Old liar!"

Han Qian and Toad left. By the way, he told Toad what happened at the foot of Yezhai Pavilion Mountain. He walked into the temple. Han Qian did not go through the small door today. The dog was too scary. He took Toad into a Zen room. Han Qian sighed. He took a breath, glanced at the time on his phone, and said softly.

"Two hours."

The moment Han Qian walked out of the room and closed the door, he saw Toad kneeling on the ground, with tears falling on the ground. He couldn't say a word after saying "Mom" to prepare for the journey.

Han Qian couldn't bear such a scene, so he took out his mobile phone and called his mother. The mother and son in the room cried bitterly, and Han Qian sat on the steps and was scolded by his mother.

In one sentence, how many wives are you planning to marry?

Han Qian whispered that he would not marry, and was scolded again.

Hanging up the phone and lying on the steps, there was a slight chatter in the room. Han Qian looked up at the sky, thinking about how much useful information the toad could tell him. He didn't need the whole thing, just knew a little bit, and got what he knew now. That piece of vacancy is enough.

When Han Qian was about to fall asleep while waiting, Cheng Jin and Li Jinhai came and sat on the left and right sides of Han Qian. Li Jinhai pointed to the meditation room, Han Qian nodded, and Cheng Jin sighed softly.

"Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite, little brat! You may be very busy tomorrow."

Han Qian lay on the steps and frowned.

"I don't have anything to do tomorrow. Yeats doesn't seem to have arranged an itinerary for me."

"Xiaohu will take you to visit the grave tomorrow."

Before Han Qian could speak, Li Jinhai spoke.

"What does Cai Qinghu's grave sweeping have to do with Han Qian? Cheng Jin, my Xiao Qian's official wife is my niece Nuan Nuan who has received a marriage certificate."

Cheng Jin said calmly.

"Aren't you divorced? What are you talking about about visiting a grave? I allowed it!"

"Cheng Jin, you have gone too far!"

"Jin Hai! You need to learn to be more diplomatic."

Seeing the two old men bickering, Han Qian raised his hands.

"Stop! Don't worry about this, either of you. Let me ask first, where is Qinghu?"

Cheng Jin pointed to the bottom of the mountain and smiled.

"I met an old Taoist priest on the way. He was a mysterious person who told fortunes there."

Han Qian stood up and ran out of the temple. The old liar said that the person who paid the bill couldn't be this silly girl from Qinghu, right?

There are only two today. . .