Dressed as cannon fodder, I mistakenly took the heartthrob script

Han Zhao dealt with the inheritance of the original owner's parents many years ago, and he knew their assets well. He also worked for Mr. Qin for several years, and even Mr. Qin's will was passed through him.

The relevant information he compiled for Qin Ning was very detailed. Coupled with the detailed explanation, Qin Ning quickly understood the specific amount of inheritance that the original owner deserved.

As for how much relatives should get, it is even more clear at a glance.

It's just that getting those things back is far more difficult than imagined. Nearly ten years have passed, and the evidence and witnesses that should be there are no longer there, and it is difficult to obtain evidence.

Seeing Qin Ning pondering, Han Zhao asked, "What are your plans now?"

Qin Ning said: "The things that should belong to me will naturally be taken back."

Han Zhao showed a relieved smile, "That's right. If you had thought this way earlier, you wouldn't be missing evidence now. To be honest, Uncle Han, they have treated you harshly for many years and tried their best to deceive you. You don't need to take this family relationship into consideration. "

"Thank you Uncle Han, I understand this."

Qin Ning said: "A few days ago, I sent the lawyer's letter to the Qin family. According to the time calculation, they should have read it."

Han Zhao asked, "Did they contact you?"

"Not yet."

Han Zhao glanced at his watch and said, "Currently the best way is to take the legal route, but it also takes the most time. You have to think about it."

Qin Ning said "Yes", he saw Han Zhao looking at his watch several times, and said, "Uncle Han, if you have something to do, go and do it first."

Han Zhao apologized, "My son has been hospitalized recently, and I have to go to the hospital to watch over him."

"You should contact the Qin family first to see if they are willing to solve it in private. If it doesn't work, then take the legal route."

"Okay, I'll think about it, go get busy."

Han Zhao carried his briefcase and went to the counter to pick out a few more snacks for the waiter to pack. Qin Ning went to pay, and Han Zhao rushed to give it, but Qin Ning was not persuaded.

He took out a packaged dim sum and said with a smile: "My son likes to eat dim sum from this store, and he used to buy it here often, so you should try it too."

Qin Ning declined and said, "Thank you Uncle Han, I don't need it, just bring it to Deng Deng."

Han Zhao suddenly understood, "You don't like sweets?"

Qin Ning nodded with embarrassment.

Han Zhao smiled and took back his snacks.

The two parted ways at the door of the store, and Han Zhao drove away.

Qin Ning checked the balance of the original owner's card and wanted to withdraw some cash to keep with him.

He used the map to search for the nearest bank and found one 900 meters away.

Qin Ning turned his head to look at the black Porsche Cayenne across the street. Ji Yingxian in the driver's seat was on the phone. He thought to himself, it should be fine to delay for a while.

Qin Ning turned around and entered the alley next to the coffee shop, walking towards the bank.

This deep alley is a shortcut, and it only takes 10 minutes in the past. The disadvantage is that the whole street is old, a bit remote and gloomy, surrounded by old buildings that are being demolished, and there is no one there.

Qin Ning is not afraid of ghosts and evil.

To him, this road is not unusual, nor does it have a scary atmosphere.

After walking for a while, until he reached a towering tree, he suddenly looked back.

There was no one behind him, and the peaceful deep alley was covered with snow, with dilapidated walls and dead trees.

Qin Ning realized that someone was following him.

He immediately turned around and walked away quickly. Due to physical limitations, he could not exercise vigorously, so he did not dare to walk too fast.

After walking for 3 minutes, Qin Ning stopped suddenly.

There was a person blocking the way in front of him, and that person was staring straight at him. Qin Ning wanted to go around, but the other person also stopped him by taking a wrong step, holding a wooden stick as thick as an arm in his hand.

Qin Ning turned around quickly, and unexpectedly, behind a crooked broken wall, there was also a person standing out, that person was not tall and skinny.

It's quite familiar.

It was the young man who wanted to take the opportunity to touch porcelain in the subway that day.

Qin Ning narrowed his eyes, "What are you following me for?"

The man sneered, "What do you think we are following you?"

"I've been looking for you around the city hospital for a few days. What do you think I'm looking for you? Call the police that day, aren't you very capable?"

Qin Ning said bluntly, "You want to seek revenge on me?"

He glanced at the silver folding knife on the opponent's waist.

Now that there is no one around, if the opponent uses a knife on him, the original owner's body may not be able to withstand it for a few seconds.

Qin Ning was terrified, and wanted to run away from the side, but when he made a wrong step, he caught a glimpse of the person behind him, Xu Ran, approaching him out of the corner of his eye.

The two blocked Qin Ning's way one after the other.

Qin Ning took a deep breath, reached into the bag unobtrusively, and waited for the opportunity to call the police on his mobile phone.

The very thin young man didn't pay attention to his actions, and stared at Qin Ning with a cold smile.

"Seeking revenge? That's not the case. I, Huang Mao, are not the kind of people who want money and don't want to die. I just want to borrow some money from you."

"Young master, I don't want much, 20 is enough. With your assets, this small amount of money is nothing."

To be honest, Huang Mao didn't want to extort money at first, but who would have thought that the video of this person on the Internet has become popular recently, and he happened to meet him today. He didn't know that day that this sick man was actually from the Ji family in Bincheng.

Ji's family throwing away a few odds is enough for him to spend a few years lavishly.

The yellow-haired eyes were full of light, "It's only 20, not much."

20 million is not much?

Qin Ning understood that this person wanted to rob.

He asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will call the police?"

Huang Mao said: "If you have the ability, report it now, I am afraid of you."

He said to call the police, but the person behind blocked his escape. If Qin Ning really dared to act rashly, he might suffer.

This kind of young street gangsters are the most difficult to deal with. Even if they are arrested, they will be locked up for a period of time at most. They are very smart.

Seeing that the two were young, Qin Ning suddenly asked, "Have you read "Criminal Law"?"

This question is irrelevant.

Yellow-haired young man: "???"

"In Article 260 of the "Criminal Law", robbing public and private property by violence, coercion and other methods shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years and a fine."

The yellow-haired young man: "..."

Huangmao smiled hippie, "Young master, don't look at me like this, I'm not sixteen on my ID card."

Qin Ning frowned slightly.

Huang Mao said coldly: "Give me the money, and I will let you go."

Qin Ning said bluntly, "I have no money."

He really didn't have any money, the original owner only had five hundred for his whole body, and part of the money he paid just now was used up.

Huang Liumu expressed doubts. Last time at the subway station, he could see clearly that a simple scarf for this sick man was a luxury. Telling him that he has no money is not teasing him.

He threatened in a vicious voice, "Stop talking nonsense, hand over the money, or you will never get out of this alley."

"Legal society, are you sure you want to block me here?"

Qin Ning looked into his eyes and said calmly, "Are you sure I'm walking this road alone?"

Two consecutive rhetorical questions made Huang Mao panic. He looked around, but there was no one, and his heart suddenly became angry.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I blocked you for a long time and didn't even show a fart. You told me that you are not alone?"

"Shaote is playing tricks on me, my elder brother and the others are nearby, you'd better be honest, so as not to suffer."

Qin Ning was helpless, "I really don't have any money."

He obviously didn't believe Qin Ning's words, so he stepped forward and grabbed Qin Ning's backpack with his big hands.

This bag contains copies of the inheritance, which is very important to Qin Ning.

Qin Ning hugged the backpack and tore it back and forth with Huang Mao.

This man looked thin, but in fact he had a lot of strength. He was dragged over his shoulder last time. When Qin Ning returned to the ward, he saw a black and purple spot where his arm rested on his shoulder, and it took several days for it to subside.

Seeing Qin Ning scrambling, the other party cursed "Damn", raised his leg angrily, and kicked Qin Ning's abdomen.

Qin Ning sensed his intention and quickly let go to avoid the attack.

Huang Mao grabbed the bag and staggered back, hit the tree trunk, and stabilized his footsteps.

With a greedy smile, he tore off Qin Ning's backpack and began to rummage through it. In the end, he lost all patience, turned the backpack upside down, and poured out all the contents, but he didn't find anything of value.

Qin Ning only brought a small amount of things with him when he went out today, except that he had nothing to do with money.

Huang Mao didn't get the money, and spent a lot of effort, panting heavily, as if he was very angry.

"You are a rich second generation with no cash on you? Where is your money! How much is left!"

His small squinted eyes widened in an instant, and there was a hint of hatred in his tone.

Qin Ning actually wanted to ask, where is the original owner's money.

He said truthfully, "Two hundred and five."

Yellow Hair: "..."

He suspected that this crooked kid was scolding him, and he had evidence.

"You fucking dare to scold me?"

He took out the folding knife, flicked the blade away, and pointed it at Qin Ning.

Seeing him showing the knife, Qin Ning had to treat it strictly and look at him carefully.

Qin Ning said, "I mean the balance is two hundred and five, and it's in my phone."

Huang Mao's hand holding the knife remained motionless, he pointed at Qin Ning and said, "Bring it here for me to see."

Qin Ning said, "Come here."

Huang Liu gave Qin Ning a cold look, guessing that his slender arms and legs wouldn't do anything to him, he had a knife and accomplices.

He threw his backpack to the construction debris, strode towards Qin Ning, and spread his hands.

"Hand over your phone."

The mobile phones of the rich second generation are worth at least tens of thousands of yuan, and can be resold.

Qin Ning slowly took out his mobile phone, and Huang Mao and the young man stepped forward one after another.

The moment the mobile phone was taken out of the coat pocket, Qin Ning quickly raised his hand and hit them both in the face, taking advantage of their unpreparedness. The two were caught off guard, covering their faces and screaming in pain.

Qin Ning seized the opportunity, turned around and ran in the direction he came from.

Huang Mao covered his face and wailed, cursing.

"Damn it, you idiot, chase after me!"

The young man also rubbed his face and cursed.

The two scolded and chased after them.

Listening to the swearing of the two behind, Qin Ning kept running.

But he underestimated the physical strength of the original owner.

After running less than 50 meters, without even leaving the alley, his breathing became extremely short of breath, and he gradually became out of breath.

He was forced to slow down.

If you run any further, your heart will be overloaded.

As soon as Qin Ning stopped, the brim of his down jacket was pulled vigorously. He staggered two steps and fell down on the snow-covered alleyway.

Two figures stood beside him, condescending, Huang Mao still stepped on his shoulder with one foot, preventing him from getting up.

Huang Mao crushed Qin Ning's shoulder with all his might, and cursed, "You're fucking running, running, damn it, you idiot."

His voice was mixed with Bincheng dialect, which was particularly harsh.

Another young man leaned over and squatted in front of Qin Ning, pinching Qin Ning's chin, forcing him to look up.

He was so strong that Qin Ning's eye circles were red with pain.

Qin Ning stared at the man with cold eyes, and quickly calculated in his mind how many levels of damage would be caused by kicking the opponent's crotch, and whether the opponent would be on a dog leash.

The young man smiled strangely, "Huang Mao, this rich second generation's face is really tender, didn't everyone say that he is the fiance of the young master of the Ji family?"

Huangmao looked at him, "What do you mean?"

The young man boldly said: "I just want to see those who fuck with men, they are not the same as ours."

Qin Ning's face was pale, and he said coldly, "How dare you."

The young man let go of his hand, stood up, and laughed loudly, Huang Mao also smiled ambiguously.

In the next second, they couldn't laugh anymore.

The young man was kicked flying by the sudden force. He flew nearly one meter away and hit the wall with a bang before landing.

Qin Ning clearly heard a crisp "click".

broken bones.

The author has something to say: Now

Mr. Ji: Do you regret it?

President Ji: Grandpa, am I the kind of person who will regret it (confident face)

later

President Ji: Grandpa, Ah Ning is ignoring me, please help me!

Old Man Ji: ... Nothing! (disgusting face)

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Erha: Two cannon fodder are miserable (dog head)