Chapter 1243 The Great Resurrection Technique
Han Qian, who returned to Fengtian, was completely different from when he was in the capital. Lu Ting knelt on the ground and looked at the dark muzzle in front of him. He still remembered Han Qian that night in the capital. The father and son bowed their heads to admit their mistakes. He was kicked by his father at the Gu family and had a gash in his head, but he didn't do anything drastic.
But now he dares to draw a gun on me.
The people who came with Lu Ting didn’t dare to gamble. What if the thing in Han Qian’s hand was real? He didn't care if Han Qian, a lunatic, killed Lu Ting, but those who followed him were all warned by Lu Zhiqian not to let Lu Ting get hurt.
At this time Han Qian handed the pistol to Lu Ting.
"Come! Beat me to death!"
Lu Ting raised his head and looked at the pistol handed over by Han Qian. Lu Ting reached out and grabbed the pistol and pulled the trigger against Han Qian.
Bang!
Bullets flew past Han Qian's ears. Lu Ting lowered his head and looked at the pistol in his hand. Han Qian kicked the pistol away and raised his foot to step on the back of Lu Ting's head.
Lu Ting’s waist bent.
He wanted to raise his head, but his head was stepped on hard.
"You can't kill me even if I stand here! Why are you so arrogant? Why are you so arrogant? When you were at the Yamen Gate, you relied on your elders one by one, and you ended up being such a piece of trash. You can't even sit on the chair when you apologize. I don't know what your arrogance is? Is this the good fortune you're stepping on now, or is the thing in your belly a good meal?"
< br>Han Qian didn’t have a gun in his hand, so the Yamenmen member who followed Lu Ting dared to speak.
"Han Qian, we came with documents."
Han Qian turned his head and squinted at the person and asked.
"Name, age, department, who signed the document, and what is the content of the document? Read it to me now."
The middle-aged man looked at Han Qian and frowned.
"Han Qian, we are from the Yamenmen, I don't need to explain so many things to you!"
"We citizens have the obligation to supervise the law enforcement of your law enforcement officers, and you are now The person who enforces the law is me Wife, as a family member, don’t I have the right to know? Besides, I’m telling you, this is Fengtian. If you don’t tell me clearly, you can’t even get out of Shengjing!”
Han Qian’s strong oppression made the middle-aged man feel breathless. There are some difficulties, Han Qian said again.
"I'll give you one last minute!"
The middle-aged men bowed their heads and were silent. They were used to being arrogant, but then they thought about this: this is Fengtian, this is Shengjing, and the man in front of them is Han Qian. The young man spoke.
"My name is..."
"I'm too lazy to listen, here comes someone! Throw them into the Shengjing Detention Center and pretend to be law enforcement officers from the capital to investigate me, the prosecutor of Fengtian. Fraud!”
The office door was pushed open, and several uniformed law enforcement officers put handcuffs on them. Han Qian stretched out his hand and pinched the middle-aged man’s neck, saying ferociously.
"You continue to maintain your arrogance!"
The people were taken away. Cai Qinghu stood up and picked up the pistol on the ground, wiped it gently after removing the magazine, and asked Han Qian if they were in big trouble if they were arrested. After a while, Han Qian lit a cigarette and curled his lips.
"The gun is yours, it was Lu Ting who shot the gun, not me! Besides, I just sent the person out of the Yamen Gate. As for who was taken away, I don't know! It was probably Feng Lun who did it. !”
Cai Qinghu sighed, and Han Qian stepped forward and took out the banknotes and put them on the table.
"Writing a shooting report, the general meaning is that Lu Ting and I had a conflict in the capital. He poured water on my daughter's head, and also scolded my elders. After seeing me in Shengjing, There was a verbal conflict between us, and he took your gun and shot me, while several others refused to show their identification.”
Cai Qinghu tilted his head and looked at Han Qian, pointing to the documents on the table.
“Gu’s father’s yamenmen’s documents!”
“Lü Ting is not from this yamenmen, and letting someone who has a personal conflict with me come to enforce the law against you, this is You can be caught, but you don’t know how to write? Madam, have you never graduated from elementary school? Have you ever written a paper?”
Cai Qinghu handed the pen to Han Qian. Then he gave up the chair, and Han Qian sat on Cai Qinghu's chair and started writing. Cai Qinghu seemed completely unconcerned about what happened. He stood aside and took off his big robe and put it on Han Qian's body, holding his chin and looking at it.
It seems quite satisfactory.
After about ten minutes, Han Qian raised his head and looked at Cai Qinghu.
"Madam, please prepare yourself. If nothing else happens, Lu Ting and the others should have been taken away by others."
Cai Qinghu, who had just picked up the orange, was shocked.
"What? Who took him away?"
"Feng Lun."
"Feng Lun is dead."
Han Qian put down his pen, opened his arms and raised his head.
"Great Resurrection!"
Cai Qinghu dropped the orange in his hand and looked at Han Qian in shock, then said seriously.
“Mr. Sir, resurrect me!”
Han Qian blinked at Cai Qinghu.
“You can get a lot of money by treating your brain.”
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In the capital, Lu Zhi thought that Lao Guhe Zhou Hui would do something. Even if the two of them didn't take action, Dong Jiguo and Chen Zhan would not make any move or reaction. Although Lu Zhi was not afraid of them, he was also worried that something would happen. It was already afternoon, and Lu Ting should have arrived in Shengjing long ago, but he still didn't receive a call.
It was almost dark and there was still no call or any news. Logically speaking, it would be quick to bring someone back.
After thinking about it, Lu Zhi dialed Lu Ting’s number. After two attempts, the call could not be connected. Lu Zhi felt a little nervous. He stood up and walked around, then called The results for everyone else are still the same.
Until seven o'clock, Lu Zhi was thinking of ways to contact the other party. Then the call came to Sun Zhengmin. Sun Zhengmin frowned and asked.
"Come to Shengjing? I haven't received any news. I have some health problems recently and am in the hospital."
Lu Zhi said angrily.
"Why don't you die?"
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhi contacted Chen Jinye, but the other party's phone was turned off.
Urgent!
Lu Zhi is in a hurry!
After thinking for a long time, Lu Zhi dialed Lao Gu’s phone number and asked tentatively where Han Qian was at the moment. Lao Gu, who was fishing, was grinning and didn’t say a serious word. Finally, he told Lu Zhi that Han Qian had already Back to Binhai. He went back last night. Lu Zhi's heart skipped a beat.
He didn't think this was a coincidence. Did Han Qian guess the thoughts of father and son?
No!
Han Qian is not a god, he can’t guess these things!
It was Han Qian who forced them step by step to follow the trap he conceived, including controlling Liu Shengge and Lin Zongheng before he, Lu Zhi, knew what was going on. Convenient, but their mouths are still useful.
Lu Zhi suspected that Han Qian deliberately brought Qin Yaozu there on the day he celebrated Zhou Hui's birthday. Qin Yaozu's move may also be part of Han Qian's plan to attract the attention of their father and son to Shengjing. Afterwards, Han Qian Here in the capital, they are constantly increasing psychological pressure and fear...
Lu Zhi didn't want to think anymore.
This is definitely a coincidence. Han Qian cannot be so smart. How could he have calculated so far!
Then Lu Zhi found Lin Zongheng’s admission record!
Hmm...
A bit too many, definitely dozens of times.
But the latest admission was at night. How could Han Qian have expected that he would take Lu Ting there to apologize? He had already given in that night!
Then Lu Zhi slapped his head.
Dong Jiguo’s phone number.
Toad’s takeaway.
This was Han Qian's catalyst. First, he was pressured to be more wary of the lunatics around Han Qian, and Feng Lun's phone call forced him to attend Zhou Hui's birthday.
Lu Zhi's head was about to explode just thinking about it. How could that reckless man Han Qian think so far?
But now Lu Ting doesn’t answer the phone.
Lv Zhi just put down the phone and a number came in. Lu Zhi was busy answering the phone.
"Master Lu, I have called you so many times, why don't you reply to me?"
Lu Zhi growled with a gloomy expression.
"You are neither human nor ghost, I don't have time to talk to you!"
"Oh~ ok! Then do you want to listen to your son's voice now?"
Lu Zhi After hearing this, he stood up suddenly and said in a low voice.
"Who are you?"
"Me? I am Feng Lun!"
The voice on the phone was frivolous, Lu Zhi roared.
“Feng Lun is dead!”
“Yes! Damn, if I didn’t die, how could the Yamenmen give up chasing me! If you get tired of running around, just die. If you don’t want to die, just die. Let’s live again, I’m thinking! Why do you dare to let me? How many people want to persecute Han Qian when his son comes to Fengtian? Lin Zongheng, Liu Shengge, Chen Qiang, and of course me! I'm thinking, if I kill your son, how about you blame Han Qian?"
Lu Zhi felt his head feel dizzy.
“Who are you!”
"I'm Feng Lun! My father's name is Feng Zhida!"
"Set up your conditions!"
"I said, I will kill Lu Ting, can you vent your anger on Han Qian?"
Before Lu Zhi could speak, the phone was hung up.
Yeats sat in front of the computer, rubbing his stomach and muttering softly.
"How can people be so bad?"
(End of this chapter)