Chapter 8 Beating Han Ying



Just as Han Qingxia continued to walk forward, she suddenly caught a glimpse of two familiar figures.

A young man walked in front of Han Qingxia with a pregnant woman.

Aren’t these Han Young and his wife the ones who were tricked by Han Chungha!

"Honey, calm down. You can buy whatever you want today! Please forgive me and don't be angry. Be careful not to get pregnant!"

"Han Ying! You have been lying to me all along! Your family doesn't even own that house! You are deliberately lying to me!"

“That set is really mine.”

"So what's with that group of people today? They came to your house to collect debts! They said the house was theirs! They even made your grandma go to the hospital out of anger!"

"Wife, I don't know what happened. My mother really spent 2 million to buy that house from Han Qingxia. We can transfer the ownership to her immediately after we find her!"

"That's not right! Didn't your mother say that the house still belongs to Han Qingxia? She gave it to you as a gift, so my name couldn't be added to it. How come it's your family who bought it now and can it be transferred?"

"Wife, ah, this house will belong to us from now on. I am the only son in my family, so everything will belong to me from now on! What's mine is yours! Just trust me!"

"Han Ying! How can I trust you! You said before that the house was renovated and ready for moving in, but the back is just a rough house. You said it was your family's property, and now a debt collection company has come! I can see clearly that your family is trying to rip me off! I can't keep this child! I'm going to beat them now!"

"Wife! Wife!"

Han Qingxia was standing at a corner and heard their conversation, and a smile appeared on his lips.

It’s wonderful.

It's only been ten days and things have been so exciting for the Han family. Her grandmother has even been admitted to the hospital.

But it can be even more exciting.

She looked at Han Ying, who was already holding the elevator to catch up with his wife, and whistled at him mischievously.

Han Ying, who was in a state of panic, turned around when he heard the whistle and caught a glimpse of a girl leaning on the glass handrail, looking at them leisurely.

That's not...

"Han Qingxia!"

Han Ying stopped immediately when he saw her and wanted to chase her, but his wife had already run to the next floor.

"Wife!"

"Wife!"

On one side is his wife who is about to have an abortion, and on the other side is Han Qingxia.

Han Yingjian really wanted to split himself right there on the spot.

After weighing the pros and cons, he finally decided to pursue Han Qingxia!

Damn it!

Why not just catch this bastard and bring him to his wife to explain himself?

He turned around and ran up the descending elevator with all his might to catch up with Han Qingxia.

Han Qingxia walked neither fast nor slow. After Han Ying came up, she had already gone around to the elevator opposite him and went down, causing Han Ying to chase her around the entire mall.

I chased her all the way to the underground parking lot.

"Damn it! Where are you going to escape to, you bastard!"

Han Ying panted and pushed Han Qingxia to the corner of the parking lot.

"You're betraying me behind my back. I'll kill you if I catch you today!"

"That's right," Han Qingxia looked at Han Ying with a smile and closed the trunk door. "I had the same idea."

She came out with a baseball bat in her hand.

Han Ying's alarm bells suddenly rang when she saw the baseball bat in her hand.

"Fuck you, you, you dare to hit me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qingxia swung at him with a stick.

She immediately pinned Han Ying down, dislocated his jaw, making him speechless, then dragged him to a corner of the parking lot and beat him up.

After ten years of struggling in the apocalypse, she has learned all kinds of fighting skills.

She could kill a grown man in three strokes.

But she was very kind to Han Ying.

She dragged him to a corner and beat him for half an hour, breaking all his arms and legs. She was very cruel and only hit him in the most painful places but not the ones that would kill him.

Half an hour later, Han Ying fell to the ground dying.

Han Qingxia leaned against the car door, kicked Han Ying, who was lying like dead flesh at his feet, bent down to take his cell phone from his pocket, stepped on his head and used his cell phone to call 120.

"Look how nice I am. I even called 120 for you. Thank me."

Han Ying almost vomited blood when she heard this!

Damn it! If she had just moved her feet a little away from his head, he would have accepted her kindness!

"I'll fuck your mother..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so ungrateful. Then just be like your grandma and stay in the hospital." Han Qingxia stepped hard and put him into a coma for seven days.

Han Qingxia dealt with the scene.

All of Han Ying's identity information was taken away so that even if the hospital called the police, they would not be able to confirm Han Ying's identity immediately.

By the way, there was also money. He transferred all the money in WeChat and Alipay to her phone.

His phone is fingerprint-enabled, so he can pay directly using his fingerprint.

After doing all this, take the person to the bar street outside the parking lot.

The place where she called 120 to report the incident was also on Bar Street.

Soon the ambulance arrived and she just acted like a passerby, watching them take the man away.

She stood calmly under the lamppost and used Han Ying's cell phone to send messages to his parents.

Said he was beaten and asked them to go to the hospital to find someone.

After doing all this, Han Qingxia sold his mobile phone to a small mobile phone store on the roadside.

Even if they called the police, they would not be able to find Han Qingxia within three days. By the time they found out Han Ying's whereabouts and discovered that she was related to her, it would be the end of the world.

After giving Han Ying a beating, Han Qingxia had an extra 30,000 yuan in his account.

With the money, she bought some more supplies. She emptied out several shelves in a convenience store outside the mall and stuffed the things into her cart.

When she was about to drive away, her car door slammed and a man collapsed in her car.

Han Qingxia's eyes darkened. At this moment, several fashionably dressed men and women came forward and lifted the man up.

"Excuse me, beautiful lady, my friend is drunk!"

One of the tattooed men waved his hand and explained to Han Qingxia.

After they lifted up the fainted man, the group left chatting and laughing.

"Damn it, the third child passed out after just two drinks! And he said he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

"I remember that the third brother used to be a big drinker!"

"Maybe it's because I married a wife who is empty!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

Laughter rang out.

Han Qingxia leaned one hand on the car window and watched the group of people leave.

His eyes fell on the young man who was held up in the middle.

He hung his head, his body stiff, and his hands, which were held up by his companions and hung at his sides, looked abnormally pale.

But soon, the young man woke up.

"What happened to me?"

"What's wrong? Are you drunk?"

"You are so useless! How much did you drink just now?"

"The work is stressful. I have to go back."

"Why go back? Keep drinking! I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight!"

A group of people left talking and laughing.

Han Qingxia's eyes became deeper.

She lowered her head, took out her cell phone and checked the time.

Today is the 9th.

In the previous life, the zombie virus outbreak was number 11.

Doomsday 8.11.