Chapter 62 Worry
One blow succeeded, Liu Han still felt that it was not enough.

He immediately raised the stool and swung it on Zhang Quan's head again.

What came out of his eyes was the determination to put Zhang Quan to death.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Ming hurriedly hid to the side, and shouted while hiding: "Mr. Zhang, be careful!"

In this dangerous situation, Zhang Quan remained motionless.

His eyes were fixed on Liu Han's movements slowed down by his eyes.

The moment the chair fell, it turned slightly to the side, leaving the chair empty.

After that, when Liu Han was tilted to the side due to the inertia of the chair being dropped, he directly grabbed Liu Han's dropped shoulder.

A neat shoulder throw threw Liu Han to the ground.

Then, Zhang Quan directly lifted his foot and stepped on Liu Han's chest who was still struggling to get up, making him unable to move.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you call the police?" Zhang Quan yelled at Jiang Ming who was startled.

"Oh..." Jiang Ming just woke up like a dream. At this time, he was frightened and stupid. He completely forgot that he had a previous record of stalking people, so he took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Seeing this, the other guests and staff of the coffee shop who were all huddled together just now also reacted, and they all applauded.

"Young man, you did a great job! You were too neat just now, have you learned kung fu?" A guest asked Zhang Quan.

And the staff of the coffee shop took out a medicine box on their own initiative, and said to Zhang Quan, "Sir, please treat the wound on your head first..."

Zhang Quan took out a bottle of alcohol from the medicine box, poured it on the gauze, and simply pressed it on the bleeding part of his head, which was regarded as a disinfection.

After waiting for a while, the siren of a police car came from outside.

Then the man in uniform trotted into the café.

When they came in and saw Zhang Quan stepping on Liu Han, they thought Zhang Quan was the perpetrator, and immediately surrounded Zhang Quan and said, "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Jiang Ming hurriedly stood up and explained: "We are the victims..."

Seeing this, Zhang Quan withdrew his feet, walked towards the leading police officer and said, "Hello, I asked him to report the case."

"This man is my colleague. He first hired someone to follow me. After I found out, he became angry and attacked me with a chair."

Only then did the police see that there was indeed a wound on Zhang Quan's head, and then they realized that it was a mistake, and apologized slightly to Zhang Quan: "I'm sorry sir, we misunderstood..."

"Since you are the victim, you need to make a record with us."

Zhang Quan had no objection to this, he and Jiang Ming followed each other directly to the police station.

As soon as this record was made, it was done in the middle of the night.

At two o'clock in the evening, Zhang Quan and Jiang Ming just came out of the police station.

The sadness on Jiang Ming's face could not be covered, but he still thanked Zhang Quan: "Mr. Zhang, thank you for speaking for me just now."

When they came to take notes, they naturally wanted to explain the cause and effect clearly.

This explanation will naturally involve Jiang Ming's previous pursuit of Zhang Quan.

Strictly speaking, this matter is considered a crime. If it is seriously pursued, Jiang Ming will have to spend a few days in prison, and the office needs to be rectified.

But in front of the police, Zhang Quan tried his best to protect Jiang Ming, saying that he and Jiang Ming had reached a private settlement, and Jiang Ming only took a few photos, and did not cause any substantial harm to him.

That's why the police didn't get into the matter and fined 5000 yuan as a transaction.

Although Jiang Ming felt sorry for Qian, he also knew that without Zhang Quan, the consequences of this matter would be more serious, so he expressed his sincere thanks to Zhang Quan.

And Zhang Quan waved his hand directly when he heard the words: "It's nothing, after all, you helped me make an appointment with Liu Han, I can't cross the river to demolish the house, can I?"

"But Mr. Jiang, don't blame me for my shallow words. It's better to do less business in the future, otherwise you don't know when it will overturn, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ming recalled the experience of being scared to death at the police station just now, and felt sad. He said with a bitter face: "Mr. Zhang, to be honest, I have long thought of changing careers..."

"But you know the current economic situation in our society. It is so difficult for those talented students who graduated from key universities to find a job, let alone someone like me who has no specialties."

Hearing what Jiang Ming said, Zhang Quan suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart.

He thought of the plan he wanted to do before, but was temporarily stranded due to funding and manpower problems.

Now he has 300 million demolition funds in his hand, so funds are naturally not a problem.

With this manpower, I don't know if Jiang Ming can do it.

Just thinking this way in his heart, Zhang Quan didn't drag out immediately.

After all, I just met Jiang Ming not long ago, and I still don't know the character of the other party, so I still need to observe a little more.

So Zhang Quan comforted him casually: "Mr. Jiang doesn't need to worry too much, after all, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain..."

The two chatted a few more words on this topic. Of course, it was mainly Jiang Ming who was complaining, and Zhang Quan was always comforting.

When it was finally time to end the topic, they exchanged a contact information before taking a taxi home.

Pushing open the door, Zhang Quan tiptoed into the house.

Because it was too late, Zhang Quan didn't even turn on the light, and went straight to the bathroom, intending to take a shower before going to sleep.

Who knew that just two steps into the house, I heard Xia Yun's leisurely voice from the sofa.

"Being a thief? Don't even dare to turn on the lights when you come back?"

"Sister-in-law?" Zhang Quan exclaimed. He glanced at the electronic watch on the wall, and asked in surprise, "It's almost three o'clock, why are you still awake?"

"Can I sleep?" Xia Yun sighed in the darkness.

"You ran to the bar in the middle of the night, saying that someone was following you, and borrowing someone from Qingxin, but when Qingxin came back, you never disappeared."

"My heart is disturbed by you, but I can't get through to your phone. If you don't come back, I'm afraid I'm going to call the police to say that someone is missing!"

Hearing what Xia Yun said, Zhang Quan belatedly glanced at his mobile phone.

This night was too chaotic. When ambushing Liu Han in the coffee shop, Zhang Quan was afraid of making trouble, so he turned off his phone directly.

He lowered his head guiltily and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Hmph." Xia Yun stood up from the sofa, turned on the flashlight with her mobile phone, walked to Zhang Quan and complained to Zhang Quan: "I always said that I was worried, why have you never changed it?"

"Quan'er, my sister-in-law doesn't ask you to become a millionaire and multi-millionaire. You are the only relative I have. I just hope you are safe..."

After halfway through her words, she suddenly lowered her voice, only to hear Xia Yun ask, "Quan'er, what's the matter with your head?"

(End of this chapter)

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