Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1427: Encirclement and Killing Yanran
The cemetery was really scary at night. Han Qian specifically asked Wu Siguan to park the car at the foot of the mountain, and the two walked on this dark path without even street lights.

Occasionally, noises were heard from the woods on both sides of the path, and Wu Siguan was so scared that his hair stood on end.

Wu Siguan turned his head and a plastic bag flew past him. Wu Siguan's legs suddenly went weak and he grabbed Han Qian's arm, saying in a sad voice.

"Brother! I can't take it anymore. I'm so scared! I'm so scared!"

Han Qian stopped and thought for a while with his head tilted, then he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. A figure walked out of the woods and Wu Siguan was frightened.

"Oh my god, it's a ghost! Such an ugly ghost!"

Xu Hongchang walked out of the woods and looked at Wu Siguan with resentment on his face and whispered.

"Ms. Wu, you are quite beautiful now."

Wu Siguan turned his head and looked at Han Qian, tears almost coming out.

"Brother Qian'er, this ghost looks like that old ghost Xu Hongchang!"

Han Qian smiled helplessly.

"Old Xu, please send Si Guan down first. How is it going up there now? Is it lively?"

Xu Hongchang nodded.

"It's very lively. Please come in, Miss Wu."

Wu Siguan was suddenly no longer afraid and looked at Xu Hongchang suspiciously.

"Is it lively up there?"

Xu Hongchang nodded, and Wu Siguan continued.

"Then I'll go too. I won't be scared with you two around. I'm not as ugly as you!"

"Ms. Wu!"

With Xu Hongchang quarreling with him, Wu Siguan was not so scared anymore.

Han Qian, who suddenly felt the urge to pee, motioned for the two to go first while he went to pee.

Walking into the woods nearby, Han Qian untied his belt and began to pee. The next second, a gust of cold wind blew, and the paper money scattered on the ground seemed to have received some kind of call, rising from the ground like ghosts given life.

Pieces of paper money kept twisting in the air and flew towards Han Qian like little men. At this moment, Han Qian felt a little numb on his scalp. Seeing that these flying paper money were about to stick to him, Han Qian took two steps back. The next second, he heard a very old voice in his ears.

"Master!"

Han Qian's heart stopped beating for a moment. The moment he turned around, a horse face appeared in front of him. Han Qian was so scared that he took two steps back with a roar, and his back hit the tree heavily. Tears flowed down his face.

Two minutes later, Uncle Zhong followed Han Qian, bending over, holding a horse head cover.

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! I promise I will never scare you again!"

Han Qian wiped his tears and said nothing.

Han Qian knew that he had many tears and was not the kind of person who was strong enough not to cry, but he felt ashamed of being scared to tears by Uncle Zhong again and again.

"Master, there will definitely not be a next time."

Han Qian just didn't say anything. Uncle Zhong was really getting anxious. In the past, when he threatened the young master, he would feel good when the young master scolded him. But now the young master didn't say a word. Was he really scared?

Uncle Zhong trotted forward.

"Master, Master, please say something. I know I was wrong. I will never dare to scare you again. Please say something!"

Han Qian stopped and turned to look at Uncle Zhong, staring at him seriously. Looking at Han Qian, Uncle Zhong became a little nervous. He was afraid that Han Qian would say that he would never go to the Qian family again. How would he explain to his wife then?

Just when Uncle Zhong was anxious, Han Qian suddenly grinned.

"Scare you to death!"

Looking at the young master whistling with his hands behind his back, Uncle Zhong jogged along.

"I also have a bull head."

Han Qian stopped talking again.

Suddenly it started to drizzle, and Han Qian jogged all the way to the cemetery.

Just as Xu Hongchang said, it is really lively here.

Tu Xiao was standing among the tombstones, followed by six or seven younger brothers in black suits. Cuicui was standing beside him holding an umbrella.

Chang De was carrying a parasol, under the umbrella was Cheng Jin holding a thermos cup, not far from Cheng Jin was Bai Tao holding an umbrella alone.

Little Yang Jia was sitting on a tombstone wearing a raincoat. Even though it was raining, she didn't forget to stuff snacks into her mouth.

Xu Hongchang and Wu Siguan hid under a tree.

Han Qian just stopped and Uncle Zhong took out an umbrella from somewhere. Han Qian was the only one under the umbrella and Uncle Zhong stood in the rain.

Playing is about playing, making trouble is about making trouble.

When it comes to serious matters, no one can joke with the young master.

Han Qian lowered his head and lit a cigarette. At this time, a few more people came behind him.

Chen Qiang brought Zhao Zhen here. I don’t know what tricks Fu Dong and Chen Zhan in Beijing have done, but now these two people are as close as one.

They are all acquaintances, Chen Qiang sighed.

"Nine out of ten old friends are gone. This world is just like that. They won't come back in the next life."

Han Qian frowned and said coldly.

"Then you will die."

In the rain, Cui Li's upper clothes were gone. He was bent over and breathing heavily. The bruises on his body could not be seen in the darkness, but from the frequency and speed of his breathing, he was having some difficulty facing Yanran in front of him. At this time, Yanran seemed to have only warmed up slightly.

As if she didn't like the wet feeling, Yanran tore off her vest with both hands and rushed towards Cui Li. She used the Iron Backer Technique she learned from the old man to severely injure Cui Li. Cui Li leaned against a tombstone and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Uncle Zhong handed the umbrella to Han Qian.

"Master, I'm here."

Han Qian ignored the umbrella offered to him, took a deep breath, and placed his hands to his mouth.

"Aunt! Help me! Yanran can't leave the cemetery tonight."

In the darkness, no one was visible, a cold light flew towards Yanran like a blooming colorful flower. Yan then took a few steps back, snatched the flying machete and looked into the darkness.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom."

The high heels made a sound when stepping on the blue bricks. She was wearing a tight black cheongsam, seven centimeters high heels, and a sandalwood hairpin that held her three thousand strands of black hair.

Oil-paper umbrella in left hand, pipe in right hand.

A little scarlet, smoke-filled.

"Nephew, if I don't teach you today, you won't be able to learn."

The red high heels moved forward step by step, the frequency of alternating became faster and faster, the slender and enchanting figure shuttled through the night, the figure was blurred, the scarlet spot was very eye-catching, the oil-paper umbrella in her hand chopped down like a sword, Yanran roared angrily and raised her hand to grab the oil-paper umbrella that was chopped down.

"stare!"

The oil-paper umbrella suddenly exploded, and Yanran's reaction was also top-notch. She changed her claws into fists, and when her fist pierced the oil-paper umbrella, there was no one behind her. The next second, Yanran's body flew sideways, and her ribs hit the tombstone.

The dilapidated tombstone shook slightly, and a high-heeled shoe came down at Yanran's waist like an arrow. Yanran turned around and dodged.

The tombstone was broken, and the goddess stood on one leg. She didn't know when the flying machete was already in her hand.

After taking a deep puff of the numbing tobacco, Qian Hong put down his pipe, knocked it, and then raised his knife and went forward.

Han Qian laughed and raised his right hand.

"Boss Tu, can you still fight?"

Tu Xiao took off his Tang suit, drew out the double swords from his waist, tapped his chest with the swords, and shouted.

“I’m not old yet!”

Han Qian laughed.

"Let me, your uncle, see Boss Tu's demeanor, just like the demeanor that made Feng Lun's entire team tremble!"

Tu Xiao rushed towards Yanran with two swords in his hands, without any tricks or skills.

If I must describe it.

Cruel, reckless man.

Encircling Yanran is the most important step in Han Qian's plan, and it is also a step he had expected. He knows that Lin Zongheng will take action with the ashes of Liu Shengge's deceased wife tonight, and Liu Shengge also knows this. Liu Shengge is a gentleman, he will not put himself in a dangerous environment, and he will not show up.

The only person he can use is Yanran.

Smiling.

This black man is the second most powerful person in Han Qian's life of more than 30 years. In his resume and knowledge, Cui Li, Guan Junbiao, Dongyang Jie, Qian Hong, as long as that unreasonable existence is not pulled out, no one can defeat Yanran in a single fight.

Han Qian and Yanran had fought each other. If we use numbers to calculate, Yanran could probably beat forty Han Qians, and Cui Li could beat two at most. As for the old man Han Xiu, Han Qian never dared to count him as his imaginary enemy.

Facing the attack of three knives, Yanran simply retreated slowly with a wooden stick, handling the situation in the dark with ease.

Han Qian raised his right hand again.

"Jin Can, that's it? My wife is watching. If you do this, I really need to think carefully about whether you can protect my sister. That's it?"

Cui Li stood up with the help of the tombstone and walked towards Yanran. He didn't like to talk and didn't know what to say at this time. Cui Li bent over and rushed forward quickly. He rushed towards Yanran between Qian Hong and Tu Xiao, hugged Yanran's waist and slammed into the tombstone behind her. Yanran raised her right hand in pain and hit Cui Li's back with her elbow. At this time, three cold lights came and Yanran leaned back.

This guy, who is nearly two meters tall and weighs more than 250 kilograms, can actually build an iron bridge.

A blood flower bloomed, Yan then raised her head and supported herself on the green bricks with her hands, roared, and turned her body over, spinning with Cui Li, and threw a heavy right fist in front of Cui Li, and rolled over in the next second to dodge the incoming cold light.

The two-meter-tall man stood up gracefully with a somersault and looked down at the lost skin on his chest.

Nothing more.

The strength displayed by Yanran made Han Qian feel relieved.

Say less.

Yanran can probably beat sixty Han Qians. The last time they fought in the hospital, he really didn't want to kill Han Qian, let alone hurt Han Qian.

"Master."

I don't know when a sniper rifle appeared in Uncle Zhong's hand. Han Qian turned his head to look at Uncle Zhong and smiled.

"Three against one is already not fair enough. Using hot weapons to kill Yanran is an insult to me."

As he spoke, Han Qian unbuttoned the cuffs of his black shirt and unbuttoned his collar. At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Han Qian, including Yanran.

Bai Tao looked at Han Qian with a frown. Just as she was about to speak, Cheng Jin, who was closest to her and was the most leisurely under the huge parasol, suddenly spoke.

"Changde!"

Changde, who was holding an umbrella, smiled.

"Here I am."

Cheng Jin opened the thermos and blew away the hot water.

"I've been in the office for so long, it's good to move around."

"Ok!"

Chang De took off his suit jacket to reveal the suspender vest underneath. As a retired champion from the army, he had long wanted to be younger again.

Looking at Changde walking into the rain, Uncle Zhong, who was already soaked, said softly.

"Master, I can fight too."

"Too many people left my aunt."

"You are always so gentle."

Chang De's joining did not make Yanran feel any pressure. She even hooked her finger at Han Qian and said something in English. Han Qian frowned and turned to look at Chen Qiang.

"put."

Chen Qiang curled his lips and Zhao Zhen frowned.

"He said that he and Dong Yangjie both came from the other side of the ocean, but he would never embarrass his master like Dong Yangjie did."

Snapped!
Han Qian raised his hands and covered his face.

Fortunately, the Japs are not there.

The short battle made Tu Xiao's body a little exhausted. Qian Hong's pipe was broken by Yanran's punch and he was punched in the chest. Cui Li, who had been fighting with Yanran for twenty minutes before this, no longer had any fighting power.

Changde took a fighting stance towards Yanran, but Yanran ignored Changde who was unarmed and strode towards Qian Hong. Among these people, this woman was the biggest threat to her, and she remembered what the young master had told her before leaving.

"If it's Cui Li, you don't have to fight hard, he won't kill you!"

"If it was Tu Xiao, he wouldn't kill you."

"But if Qian Hong takes action, remember to be careful, she will kill people."

"If the people at the gate of the yamen start to attack, be careful about how hard you fight back."

boom!
After being punched on the side of the face, Yanran turned her head to look at Changde beside her, but just raised her head to wipe her face and continued to walk towards Qian Hong. Changde was furious when he was ignored, and when he was about to punch again, his fist was caught by Yanran, who then punched Changde in the lower abdomen, and Changde instantly knelt on the ground.

For some reason, Yanran didn't dare to hit Changde too hard, but this punch had already made Changde kneel on the ground.

At this time Cui Li stood up and hugged Yanran's waist from behind. At this time Qian Hong rushed towards Yanran with a knife. Yanran acted quickly, and her dark right hand pinched Qian Hong's neck and lifted him up.

Qian Hong, with a slender figure, is like a sapling in Yanran's hands, and seems like she can be destroyed at any time.

Tu Xiao, whose body could no longer bear the strain, used his last bit of strength to throw out the machete. Yanran's mind struggled for a moment, and he threw Qian Hong out casually. The machete flew in front of him. Yanran kicked Changde in the face as he was about to get up, then turned around and lifted up Cui Li, preparing to smash him with a tombstone from his lower back.

Another mouthful of blood.

Cui Li, Qian Hong, Tu Xiao, Chang De.

The four of them didn't gain any advantage against Yanran.

Han Qian stood under the umbrella without feeling that there was nothing wrong with it. Just as there are people with superior IQs in this world, there are also people with superior physiques.

Han Qian firmly believed that he was half a human with brains, but Yanran was definitely a monster with an extraordinary physique.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be the one with the highest status beside Liu Shengge.

"Yo yo yo, the prince is about to flip over."

Chen Qiang started to ridicule him, and the next second a piece of mud was thrown on his face, making Chen Qiang furious.

"Why don't we give it a try!"

Han Qian ignored Chen Qiang, he was thinking.

At this moment, an angry scream was heard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Han Qian panicked when he saw this and rushed out from under the umbrella, but he was still a step too slow. Little Yang Jia had already rushed in front of Yanran, raised his fist and performed a set of cat punches on Yanran's back. Yanran turned her head and looked around.

He was at a loss at this moment.

What about people?

Then she slowly lowered her head and looked at the angry little Yang Jia. Yanran reached out and grabbed the back of little Yang Jia's collar. In the astonished eyes of everyone, Yanran picked up little Yang Jia and placed him on the tombstone again.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"

Han Qian's mentality collapsed.

I'm not afraid that you're bored, and I'm not afraid that you're crazy.

I'm just fucking afraid that you're going to hurt my heart.

Yanran turned around, bent down, grabbed Changde's head, pulled him up from the ground like pulling a carrot, and headbutted Changde in the face. Blood burst out instantly, and Changde lay on the ground wailing.

The bridge of my nose is broken.

The front teeth are missing.

Yanran strode towards Tu Xiao. At this time, Xiao Cui rushed forward with open arms. Yanran scratched her head and turned away. Tu Xiao stood up and pushed Cuicui away.

"I don't need a woman to protect me!"

Tu Xiao pounced on Yanran, but before he could get close to her, Yanran kicked him several meters away. He lay on the ground, struggling and unable to get up.

Yanran stood beside Qian Hong, stretched out her hand and grabbed Qian Hong's neck. At this moment, Yanran's cell phone rang. Looking at the number on the phone, Yanran did not answer the call. She just gently put Qian Hong on the blue brick, turned around and looked at Han Qian, and hooked her finger.

Han Qian tore open his shirt and walked forward. At this time, a voice that made Han Qian's teeth itch was heard.

"Son, how much is it? Is the coffin big enough?"

Bai Tao didn't even know when an old man appeared behind her. Han Qian turned around and said angrily.

"Shut up, old man! This is none of your business!"

The old man chuckled.

"You can't beat Yanran. Even if all of you come together, you can't beat Yanran. He hasn't used his full strength yet. None of his moves can kill people! Son, Dad has a trick."

Han Qian waved.

"Get lost! You are not allowed to interfere in anything between Liu Shengge and me! The round-robin fight is embarrassing enough, and I'm bringing it up for my father? I'd rather be beaten to death than have my spine stabbed for the rest of my life. Keep the coffin! Lie in it tonight!"

Han Qian standing in front of Yanran might not be as oppressive as Qian Hong. Yanran looked at Han Qian and sighed. Han Qian hooked his finger at Yanran.

"Dong Yangjie may have never won, but your young master has never won me either!"

Yanran shook her head.

"I don't want to fight you!"

Han Qian smiled.

"It's okay. I won't blame you for killing Han Jiayi. If he calls you, just say you didn't hear him. You're hurt, right? I won't take advantage of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down, picked up the machete, and pointed the sharp sword at his chest.

The sharp blade passed by, the bandage fell to the ground, and a cut of thirty centimeters appeared in the mouth.

"Dangdang!"

The machete fell to the ground, and Han Qian hooked his finger at Yanran.

"I'll break up with you!"

(End of this chapter)