Yeats drove for four hours alone on the originally three-hour journey. Because there were two children in the car, Yeats drove very slowly. Very stable.
Getting off the highway, while Yeats was still talking to Han Qian, several young people riding motorcycles whizzed past the car. Han Qian hugged two sleeping children and whispered softly road.
"Slower, they have been working with Lao Gu for many days and haven't had a good rest."
After saying that, Han Qian took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Toyosuke. .
Yeats's car was driving very slowly. Several young people who did not know how to live or die did not see Han Qian in the back seat. They only saw Yeats driving, riding motorcycles around the car and constantly harassing him. Yeats didn't take it to heart at all and continued to drive slowly.
Bang
A young man slapped the glass of the back seat. Han Chong'er was startled. When she opened her eyes, her eyes were full of confusion. At this time, the people outside came the voice.
"I'm so fucking envious of you for driving such a good thing. Damn it, why are you so rich?"
Han Qian frowned slightly and said softly.
"Don't pay attention to them"
At this time, Han Jia got up and crawled to the passenger side, opened the hand buckle and took out a black pistol, turned on the safety, loaded the gun, and lowered the window buckle. Pull the trigger.
Bang
There was a gunshot, and the motorcycle outside went silent. Yeats braked and grabbed the pistol from Han Jia's hand and threw it to Han Qian. Han Qian smiled and retreated. , removed the magazine and threw it aside, Yeats started the car again, frowning all the time.
Soon after, Mercedes-Benz and Toyosuke's Jetta arrived, and the two went to deal with the shooting. Yeats drove all the way back to his mother-in-law's house.
The two children were so happy when they saw their grandma that they ran all the way into her arms, while Han Qian was dragged by Yeats to the yard by his collar.
"Mr. Han A fired a gun, and his movements were very skillful. He knew that there was a gun in Liu Shengge's car. He knew how to open the safety and how to pull the trigger. This was definitely not the first time he fired a gun. I just want you to smile as a father."
Han Qian frowned and nodded.
"I am indeed not very good at this matter. Wait a minute, I will get a certificate for my son."
Han Qian was about to run away, but Yeats caught him. Han Qian gritted his hair and said.
"Mr. Han, have you not understood the situation? Now how old is A? He still lacks the ability to judge whether things are true or false. What if A shot someone today? What to do if you are beaten to death? You should go to Liu Shengge and explain it clearly."
Han Qian got into trouble and crouched down and muttered in a low voice.
"If my son kills someone, I will go to jail. This is indeed wrong, Miss Ye, I understand."
Yeats breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's good to understand."
"I'll have to use a silencer next time"
Yeats's mentality exploded, and he punched and kicked Han Qian. At this time, Yan Qingqing came back. Looking at Han Qian being beaten and Yeats being violent in the yard, he stepped forward and pulled away Yeats, frowning and saying .
"You won't be tired of beating him."
Yeats's face turned green with anger, and he told what happened, especially to Han Qian's irresponsibility. The answer expressed condemnation.
Yan Qingqing frowned after hearing this.
"It has nothing to do with him. The children have nothing to do with him. There is no other relationship with him except that he is his biological father. Jiayi is in the house."
Yeats points Nodding, Yan Qingqing handed the bag to Yeats, took off her watch and ring, turned around and walked out of the door. When she came back again, she had a wicker in her hand. Seeing this, Han Qian quickly stood up and stopped Yan Qingqing.
"Mom, please calm down, it's my fault too."
Yan Qingqing squinted at Han Qian.
"You think I won't beat you up later, so go away to Yeats and pull him away. Han Qian, let me tell you, you either don't care about the child's affairs, or you keep meddling in it, get out of here."
Yan Qingqing walked into the room holding the wicker. Han Jia immediately panicked when he saw his biological mother walking in. He opened the screen window and ran away. Yan Qingqing was a step too slow and did not catch the little brat. At this time, Qian'er's mother frowned and asked.
"What's wrong, Qingqing, why did you beat the child just after you came back?"
Yan Qingqing closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and roared in the gentlest tone possible.
"He shot in the street"
Yeah
Qian'er's mother was also stunned, and then looked at the old man, who frowned and looked serious. Open your mouth.
"Jia Yi can shoot a gun at such a young age. This is indeed not a trivial matter."
Then he slapped his leg and said.
"It's okay. If such a young man has such courage, my grandson can do it."
The old man received more than twenty slaps in one minute, and the corners of Qian'er's mother's mouth trembled with anger. As soon as Han Jia ran into the yard and got into the doghouse, the wicker in Yan Qingqing's hand turned into a stick.
"Come out."
Han Jia shook his head.
“If I don’t go out, they will bang on the car window to scare my sister. If I can’t beat them, I will shoot them.”
Han Qian stood not far away and gave his son a thumbs up. , and then the father and son laughed.
Yan Qingqing got angry, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife. The next second, Han Jiayi was dragged out of the kennel by two dogs with his clothes in their mouths. Du Bin went back smoothly. After closing the door, Yan Qingqing threw away the kitchen knife and stepped forward, picked up the slippers and pointed them at Han Jiayi's butt, saying hello to him.
After a few blows, Han Qian felt distressed and ran forward to hug Yan Qingqing.
"Okay, okay, my son is young. It's me, the father, who didn't take care of me. You can hit me."
Then Qian'er's mother's stick fell on Han Qian's On his butt, Han Qian screamed and ran away.
Han Jiayi was already naked when Liu Shengge arrived.Lying on the floor, Liu Shengge glanced at his red and swollen butt, frowned and looked at Yan Qingqing.
"Why are you so harsh on the child?"
Yan Qingqing frowned.
"You should not stop shooting in the street"
Liu Shengge said oh and looked at Jiayi calmly.
"Next time, shoot where no one is and don't get caught."
Yan Qingqing stood up and rushed towards Liu Shengge, who held down Yan Qingqing's head with one hand. , frowned.
"Just shoot, it's not too troublesome. In the future, Jiayi will inherit a lot of things, and there will be many people to protect, and he has to be like Han Qian's mother-in-law, and he will shoot but not Dead man, if there is a problem, we old fathers can just go and solve it, but Jiayi, you deserve to be beaten, how can you let your mother know?"
Yan Qingqing frowned and said angrily.
"Liu Shengge, get out of here"
Liu Shengge curled her lips and left. The one who called to make a fuss thought it was a big deal, didn't he just fire a shot?
Go to the yamen gate and say hello, just say it was Feng Lun who did it
Liu Shengge left, and Han Chong'er ran over when he was going out.
"Dad Liu, if you are not busy, you can send me to mom's place."
Liu Shengge picked up Han Chong'er and frowned.
"Your mother probably doesn't want to see you very much."
"You can throw me into the mud for a while, and then go see my mother"
Evening At nine o'clock, Ji Jing opened the door. When she saw Han Chong'er standing at the door, Ji Jing was slightly startled.
Bang
The door was closed.
Han Chonger was also stunned, and then banged the door hard.
"Ms. Ji Jing, you'd better open the door for me, or I'll sue you for opening the door. Open the door. I know you are at home. Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home, Ji Jing." "Ji Jing, Ji Jing, open the door, open the door." Please remember to bookmark it. The latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft