Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1430 Closing the Net
We are leaving Binhai!

Finally, I'm leaving this damn place!
Lin Zongheng couldn't suppress his inner excitement just thinking about boarding the plane and leaving this garbage city. Thinking about Han Qian's frustration, Han Qian jumping over the wall, and Liu Shengge being tortured and humiliated by him every day, Lin Zongheng packed his things with difficulty.

To be exact, there was only one thing, a very old photo frame, which contained a photo from more than 30 years ago. Lin Zongheng remembered that he spent a lot of money to beg the two brothers of the Zhang family to go to the old house and get it back for him, but now he couldn't find it.

Lin Zongheng was lying on the bed, searching left and right. He was a little anxious.

He can give up everything, including money and dignity, but he must find this photo. He is afraid that he has forgotten what his mother looks like and that he will never be able to see her again in this life.

"Where is it? Why can't I find it? Spring forest and spring water!"

Lin Zongheng's face became extremely anxious. He rolled to the ground without caring about the injuries on his body, crawled to his backpack, tore open the zipper with his teeth, and poured all the things on the ground with difficulty.

Faced with the hard-earned plane ticket and fake identity, the item of escape that Lin Zongheng longed for now seemed like a piece of waste paper in his eyes. It was not until he saw the old photo that Lin Zongheng smiled.

He picked up the photo and hid it in his arms, then lay on the ground looking at the ceiling.

That's it.

It feels like my mother is always by my side.

After a long time, Lin Zongheng found that neither Zhang Chunlin nor Zhang Chunshui came in. He walked to the bed, picked up his mobile phone and called Zhang Chunlin.

"It's almost ten o'clock. Where are you two?"

Zhang Chunlin said in a low voice on the phone.

"Chun Shui and I are preparing the car. Chun Shui will sacrifice himself. I will take you to the plane during the chaos."

"sorry to bother you."

Zhang Chunlin hung up the phone. At this time, he was sitting downstairs where Lin Zongheng was hiding.

He lit a cigarette and sat in a daze until a Volvo appeared and Zhang Chunlin raised his head. The door opened and Zhang Chunlin got in. After getting in, a black hood covered his head.

Xiao Hai's voice sounded in his ears.

"Although you have reasons and justifications for doing this, District 8 cannot have traitors. You will have two choices. One is to take the money and leave Binhai, and the other is to leave two fingers and continue in District 8. Don't rush to explain this to me. Go back and tell the master."

Zhang Chunlin still didn't speak.

About five minutes after the Volvo left, a blue BMW 7 Series stopped at the Volvo's location, and a handsome man in a suit opened the door and got out of the car.

Today, he is no longer flanked by the burly black man and the secretary in a tight miniskirt and glasses.

The man raised his head and looked at the dilapidated building in front of him, curled his lips, took out his pistol, looked down, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Mr. Han, don't sleep~ It's ten o'clock~"

Ye Zhi gently rocked the sleeping Han Qian. She tried to wake him up as Han Qian had instructed, but Han Qian didn't wake up after calling him several times. Ye Zhi became a little anxious. At this time, Wen Nuan pushed the door open and walked in. She glanced at Ye Zhi and then at Han Qian.

Ye Zhi glanced at Wen Nuan, then leaned close to Han Qian's ear and whispered.

"Mr. Han, wake up, it's time to get busy!"

Han Qian still didn't respond. Ye Zhi turned her head to look at Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan reached out and picked up the teacup on the table. A cup of water was poured over Han Qian's head. Wen Nuan handed the teacup to Ye Zhi and frowned.

"Why are you being so gentle? Give him a slap!"

Looking at Han Qian who had just woken up, Ye Zhi whispered.

"I wouldn't dare."

Han Qian frowned and glared at Wen Nuan, who smiled.

"It's ten o'clock! Are you okay?"

"Ohhhhhh!"

Han Qian came back to his senses, wiped his face, picked up his phone and looked at Ye Zhi.

"Has Liu Shengge already gone out?"

Yeats nodded. "Yes, as you said, I sent him a message every hour, and the last message was sent to him about fifteen minutes ago."

Han Qian stood up, stretched and yawned.

"I'm going to District 8. Will you two come with me?"

Ye Zhi tilted his head in confusion.

"Guan Junbiao and Tu Xiao are both in the hospital. Why don't you just go downstairs? Why do you have to go to District 8?"

Wen Nuan hooked her finger at Han Qian.

"Drive my car?"

For a moment, Yeats felt as stupid as a pig!
The three of them went downstairs. Han Qian kept looking down at his phone all the way, while Wen Nuan was jumping around, tapping out rhythm with her high heels. At first, Ye Zhi wanted Wen Nuan to be quiet and not disturb Mr. Han, but gradually she discovered that Han Qian, who was looking down at his phone, was determining the direction based on the sound of Wen Nuan's high heels.

They went downstairs and got in the car. Wen Nuan drove and Han Qian sat in the passenger seat. Just as Ye Zhi was about to speak, Han Qian made a phone call.

"Hey, Bai Tao, are you asleep? I have a few things to tell you. Let me start with the simpler ones. Liu Shengge went to kill Lin Zongheng. The location is in a residential building that has been planned for demolition over the Wanghai Temple roundabout. It's on the fourth floor of unit three, right-hand door. Send someone to collect the body, otherwise it will stink in a few days and be discovered and reported on the news, which is even more troublesome."

Bai Tao on the other end of the phone stood up and said in a low voice.

"How do you know Lin Zongheng is at Wanghai Temple?"

Han Qian hung up the phone and then sent a text message to Cheng Jin. When Han Qian put down the phone, Ye Zhi spoke.

"Mr. Han?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Han Qian still looking at his phone, Ye Zhi gave up asking questions. At this time, Han Qian called again.

"Madam, are you busy? Let me ask you something. How many times have I been sued in the past few years? Hmm? So many? Call Qin Yaozu, and call Chen Zhan in Beijing an hour later to ask how to deal with someone who maliciously attacks with a gun. Ask Chen Zhan to come up with a detailed legal plan, and then prepare to cooperate with Qin Yaozu and do what Chen Zhan says. In other words, go to Chen Zhan if you have any problems. It's useless to tell you, Cai Qinghu, the Supreme Court's rules. Do you understand?"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian closed his eyes.

"I'll sleep a little longer!"

There will be no problem.

As long as there are no particularly mysterious people or things, Han Qian believes that his plan will not go wrong.

Bai Tao is a woman, and women are bound to be a little sentimental and have sympathy for the poor. How many Wu Zetians are there in this world?

The white Padme stopped on the street in District 8. Ye Zhi was about to call Han Qian when Wen Nuan spoke softly.

"No need to shout, just park his car here."

Just as Wen Nuan said, several key members of the company's District 8 were arguing heatedly about how to deal with the two brothers Zhang Chunlin and Zhang Chunshui. Some said they should kill them, while others said it was justifiable. When the white Pamei stopped on the street, the key members' meeting fell silent.

In fact, this matter doesn't seem to be that important, so there is no need to rush.

Lin Zongheng looked at the time on his mobile phone. There was less than an hour left before he left Binhai. He could contact Concubine Hua after going abroad. By then, he could still live a comfortable life abroad, or even make a comeback and find a third chance to take revenge on Han Qian.

Having failed twice in returning to China, he didn't believe that he would fail again the third time.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock being opened reached his ears, and Lin Zongheng became excited. It was Zhang Chunlin who came back and he was going to take him away.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Lin Zongheng shouted.

"Chunlin!"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Liu Shengge, half of his body exposed, smiled at Lin Zongheng who was leaning against the head of the bed.

"My name is Liu Shengge, not Chunlin."

(End of this chapter)