Chapter 33: Hold on for ten minutes
Han Qian discovered something.
My aunt doesn’t seem to care much about this Internet cafe. It can be as small as a screw or as large as millions of decorations, but she doesn’t ask a question or even take a look!
My aunt told Han Qian seriously early in the morning.
“I’m going to play mahjong! If you dare to call me, I’ll beat you after I finish playing mahjong!”
Can't beat it!
I really couldn't beat him. Han Qian had a fight with his aunt and was beaten until he was rolling on the floor.
I started spraying latex paint today. Han Qian couldn't stand the smell, so he ran out to contact the wood product customization company. During this period, he received a call from Lao Bai. In short, there was a lot of messy things. He hung up the phone and it took him a day. Dark.
Han Qian held his phone and jumped angrily.
“Whoever I love will live my life in this life, I can’t ride a horse!”
There was nothing he could say on his lips, but he really enjoyed the busy feeling in his heart, lowering his head and muttering softly.
"Brother, he must be a child chosen by God, otherwise why would he be so busy~"
After a busy day, Han Qian dragged his tired body into a noodle shop.
"A bowl of thin noodles, an egg, a sausage, and some free chili peppers."
Han Qian is still the same Han Qian.
When the noodles were served on the table, the boss specially gave a few more broken balls and said with a smile.
"You don't mind if it's broken, do you? It must be clean, and it will be closed soon."
Han Qian grinned.
"The more the better!"
He really doesn't care about these, as long as they are clean, and they are kind-hearted.
He picked up the vinegar bottle and poured it on the noodles and took a bite. Han Qian's face was full of satisfaction. This had nothing to do with amnesia or not. Han Qian was always the most down-to-earth man.
Feeling the sour and spicy taste in his mouth, Han Qian felt that all the busyness was worth it!
Gradually, there are more and more people in the noodle shop, and the little boss cooks noodles and whispers.
"What's going on today? This place is about to close. Why are there so many people here?"
More than twenty people entered the store in just a short time, both men and women. Servant.
"Brother, there are no seats. Let's share a table."
Putting a bottle of Coke in front of him, Han Qian slowly raised his head and looked at the man and woman standing opposite. The woman was about thirty years old. He has an ordinary face and a slender figure. The man next to him is about the same age. He wears a mask and has a very strong build.
Han Qian glanced at the watch on the woman's wrist, then smiled and nodded.
“Sit down, sit down, I’ll eat quickly.”
While speaking, the chopsticks in Han Qian’s hand fell to the ground. Han Qian raised his head and smiled naively again, and bent down. Picking up the chopsticks, he took another pair of convenient chopsticks with the other hand. The chopsticks that fell on the floor were held tightly under the table.
The woman rested her chin on the table with one hand, narrowed her eyes and smiled.
"Brother, this is the first time for us and my wife to come to Changqing. If there is anything interesting here, tell us."
Han Qian tilted his head and smiled. road.
"I don't know much about it. I'm a homebody. You can ask him..."
When Han Qian turned to look at the other guests, he found that they were all Staring at him, Han Qian took a deep breath when he saw this, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and the woman sitting opposite laughed.
"What's wrong? Why didn't you say anything? The prince is also nervous sometimes?"
While the woman was speaking, the man next to him suddenly stood up and hit Han Qian's face with his fist. The woman looked at Han Qian with a smile. At this moment, Han Qian suddenly raised his left hand hidden on the table, and a sharp section of the broken chopstick stabbed the man's fist.
The man growled in pain, and Han Qian stood up and overturned the table. At the same time, people No. 17 and 18 in the noodle shop came towards Han Qian at the same time.
Finally, they came to the door!
Knives, guns, sticks, tables, chairs and benches all came towards Han Qian. In just two minutes, Han Qian was already injured. At this moment, a basin of boiling water was poured over, and the crowd instantly let out bursts of wailing. Taking advantage of this gap, Han Qian pierced the thighs of the two of them with the chopsticks in his hand and rushed out of the crowd. The little boss who splashed boiling water ran faster than a rabbit and had long since disappeared.
Nineteen people arrested one person and let him run away!
The crowd has begun to complain to each other. They all took money to do things and don't know each other.
Ten million heads!
Who can not be moved?
The streets were very deserted late at night in winter. Han Qian ran for his life all the way. His direction was towards the yamenmen. At this time, a car at the yamenmen blew the whistle behind him. Han Qian was overjoyed. He just stopped and when When he saw several people getting out of the car, Han Qian backed away.
It’s Zhao Sanjin!
The grandson did not sell the news to Yu Kai alone! He sold to a lot of people!
This also includes several guys at the same level as Yang Yidi.
Zhao Sanjin, who had a bandage on his arm, pointed at Han Qian and shouted.
"He is Han Qian, that's him!"
The next few people who got off the car made Han Qian narrow his eyes. It seemed that it was not only the killers who wanted to kill him, but also these guys.
Just as Han Qian was about to turn around, there was a sound of steel pipes mopping the floor behind him. Brother Pao pointed at Han Qian with the steel pipes and said with a cruel smile.
"Run! Run! You are running!"
There must be about thirty people. Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth Lit, shrugged.
"You are really not afraid of breaking the law!"
Han Qian turned his head again and looked at a man and a woman walking in the alley, and then glanced at a few guys squatting on the roadside. Han Qian shrugged. smiled.
“Uncle Hat will come to save me in a moment.”
“Han Qian, don’t fantasize anymore. Both ends of this street are blocked. If you don’t go, no one will come in!”
Han Qian frowned and said seriously.
"I only have one life, how can you divide it among so many of you?"
Then he turned to look at the woman and smiled.
"I'll help you kill them all, and then you take my head and leave?"
The woman crossed her arms and pouted.
"Just do it! We are here to watch, come on!"
Han Qian curled his lips.
"You are really ugly."
The woman's face was filled with anger. Just as she was about to take action, she was stopped by her companion. Han Qian stretched his body and turned to look. Xiang Zhao Sanjin said disdainfully.
"Don't you dare to take action? Where are the surveillance cameras? If you don't take action, I will take action!"
Han Qian took a deep breath and then shouted.
"Gu! I'm stuck in the development zone!
Qian Hong's indifferent voice came from the Nokia in his pocket.
"We're on the road, just hold on for ten minutes. "
Then the phone was hung up. There must be fifty people in front of me. My aunt asked me to hold on for ten minutes?
Han Qian slowly raised his head and said awkwardly.
"Hey, will you fight again in ten minutes?"
The result was definitely impossible. Han Qian still chose to take the initiative. He took a deep breath and walked forward. When he got close to these hooligans, he grabbed the cigarette butt. Pressing the man on the face, he rushed into the crowd and headed straight for Zhao Sanjin.
I have to take one of you away even if I die today.
(End of this chapter)