I am Really not a Big Shot

Luo Liang asked all the gossip that should be asked.

"Grandpa, come in."

He walked to the door and yelled out of the yard.

outside the yard.

A fully armed elite squad, armed with all kinds of powerful weapons, squatted around.

These people have a murderous look on them, and they are all veterans depending on their age, and some of them are level 1 power users.

"Push me in."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Jiang Leping said to a middle-aged man with a broken arm behind him.

"Jiang Bo, don't take risks rashly."

The complexion of the middle-aged man with the broken arm changed, and he subconsciously dissuaded him.

"Your grandson is likely to be held hostage."

"Hehe, Xiao Chen, you underestimate my grandson too much."

Mr. Jiang smiled.

He can roughly judge Luo Liang's strength, which is much stronger than ordinary innate warriors.

Ruan Mei had just entered the Xiantian level, and the power of the exercises she cultivated was mediocre, so it was difficult to beat Luo Liang.

"That one of yours is innate, with unpredictable methods..."

The middle-aged man with a broken arm was a little embarrassed.

He is a senior innate martial artist, and he can only decipher one or two of the secret techniques planted by Ruan Mei, and he can't make the old man fully recover.

It can be seen from this that Ruan Mei's true strength cannot be measured by her innate talent.

"Push me in, this matter should not be known to outsiders."

Jiang Leping's tone became more serious.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm had no choice but to carefully push Mr. Jiang into the house.

His mind was tense, even if he tried his best to get injured, Jiang Bo couldn't make any mistakes.

Back then, if Jiang Bo hadn't rescued him, not only his arm would have been broken, but even his wife and children would have suffered.

Wheelchairs enter the hall.

The scene that came into view made the pupils of the middle-aged man with the broken arm condense and his heart beat wildly.

A teenager is playing with a squirrel leisurely.

On the wall at the other end, there was a beautiful woman who was badly injured, bleeding all over the place.

Jiang Leping's eyelids twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He took a deep look at his unharmed grandson.

Not to mention the injuries on Luo Liang's body, there was not even a trace of blood or wrinkles on his clothes.

Contrast that with the bloody Ruan Mei.

The contrast is too great.

If Jiang Leping hadn't known about Luo Liang's general level, he might have suspected that these were two completely unrelated people.

"This, is this what you did?"

The middle-aged man with the broken arm swallowed, and asked in disbelief.

"yes."

Luo Liang stood up and asked the little squirrel to play aside.

He told the little squirrel not to show his abilities in front of outsiders.

The little squirrel is very smart, and Luo Liang can quickly understand everything.

"You, how did you do it?"

The middle-aged man with a broken arm suppressed his heart with horror.

Even if he is a senior innate warrior, if he wants to defeat Ruan Mei in a small room, he will inevitably have a thrilling fight.

"How did you do it?"

Luo Liang froze for a moment.

"Well, her strength is actually very average."

Luo Liang said tactfully.

He said this with humility.

I can't tell.

I'll kill her with a slap in the face.

Aside from those side tricks, Ruan Mei was simply weak in his eyes.

It is far from the innate level of the martial arts world where the consciousness came.

A middle-aged man with a broken arm is not good to ask carefully.

He stepped forward cautiously, completely controlled Ruan Mei, and groped from head to toe, not letting go of any inch of area. A bunch of plotted dangerous parts were quickly found.

Luo Liang nodded secretly, as expected of a professional, he had to learn a little bit.

"Old man, it's all right."

The middle-aged man with a broken arm pushed a wheelchair and came to Ruan Mei.

the first thing.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm asked Ruan Mei how to solve Mr. Jiang's paralysis.

Ruan Mei knew that the situation was over,

My own destiny is in the hands of the old man, which is quite cooperative.

The middle-aged man with the broken arm poured his true energy into his palm, and repeatedly massaged and tapped several parts of Mr. Jiang's body.

ten minutes later.

Mr. Jiang's paralysis symptoms were half resolved, and he could recover within a few days of treatment.

"Xiao Ruan, you and I are married, I will give you two choices."

Jiang Leping said with a complicated expression.

Ruan Mei nodded in shame and remained silent.

"The first option is to go through normal legal procedures and do whatever you want."

"The second option is to abolish your cultivation, become an ordinary woman, and marry a wife at home."

Luo Liang watched from the side without saying a word.

Mr. Jiang's two choices are nothing more than public and private.

"I choose the first one."

Ruan Mei hesitated for a while, gritted her teeth and made a decision.

Ruan Mei was imprisoned for so many years, and she was unwilling to be mediocre; she abolished her cultivation and stayed in Jiang's house, and the old man no longer trusted her.

What is the difference between a cripple trapped in a house and the imprisonment in the past?

As for the first choice, although she paralyzed Mr. Jiang and tried to transfer property, she did not harm anyone.

According to the law, she can be released after staying in prison for a maximum of ten years.

With Ruan Mei's innate level of cultivation, after she came out, she still had a life that was completely her own.

"Xiao Chen, take her away and try not to disturb the clansmen."

Jiang Leping showed a hint of disappointment.

If Ruan Mei chooses the second one, it means that she has reflections in her heart and is willing to calm down.

outside the courtyard.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm took Ruan Mei away, and the armed team quickly blended into the night.

"Grandpa, you won't kill someone to silence you, will you?"

Luo Liang asked subconsciously.

"How can it be?"

Jiang Leping laughed.

"Your grandfather is a businessman, not a gangster. After all, a husband and wife, how could they be so terrific."

Luo Liang himself was also happy.

Read too many novels, this is a peaceful age. After all, Ruan Mei is Jiang Wei's biological mother.

In the night.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm took Ruan Mei out of the Jiang family's ancestral house and placed her in an abandoned factory building, ready to be sent to the police station the next day.

"Let me ask you something, did that kid really beat you just now? No third party?"

The middle-aged man with a broken arm asked.

"Yes." Ruan Mei was dejected.

The heart of the middle-aged man with the broken arm trembled slightly. He had a slight suspicion that there was a third-party expert.

"How did he beat you?"

The middle-aged man with a broken arm still has doubts, and Luo Liang has no trace of fighting on his body.

"How many tricks?"

Ruan Mei was stunned, recalling the battle process.

There seems to be no fighting.

"Just...just a slap."

Ruan Mei said bitterly.

She didn't think she was weak, it was because her opponent was too strong.

"Just a slap?"

The middle-aged man with the broken arm was dumbfounded.

He stood there, unable to speak to himself for a long time.

Ruan Mei also couldn't say a word, it was too embarrassing.

"Well, okay, thank you for your answer."

The middle-aged man with a broken arm took a deep breath and finally came back to his senses.

Only then did he understand what Jiang Bo said, "You underestimate my grandson too much."

Jiang Bo.

Why do you speak so euphemistically and modestly.

The middle-aged man with the broken arm couldn't help complaining in his heart.

In fact, it's not that Mr. Jiang is modest.

He expected Luo Liang to be strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

puff!

The middle-aged man with the broken arm suddenly raised his hand, and with a finger that was condensed with true energy, it hit Ruan Mei's dantian.

"ah!"

Ruan Mei screamed, her face pale.

"You, you don't keep your word, why do you want to abolish my cultivation..."

Ruan Mei roared with resentment all over her face.

"Hey, Bozi Jiang didn't even understand the test he gave you. He never said that following legal procedures would not abolish your cultivation."

The middle-aged man with the broken arm had a mocking expression on his face.

Ruan Mei's face was stagnant, but there was a bit of remorse in her heart.

If she had known that her cultivation base would be abolished and she would go to prison, she might as well stay at Jiang's house, at least she would have no worries about food and clothing, with her family by her side.

"You guys watch out, don't let her commit suicide."

The middle-aged man with a broken arm gave an order, and returned to the Jiang family's ancestral house to do business.

...

Time flies, and soon it will be September 1st.

The gate of the Jiang family's ancestral house.

Luo Liang and Jiang Feng stood side by side, behind them were the two uncles and other people who saw him off.

Luo Liang's hands were empty.

Jiang Feng carried a satchel across his back and pushed a large suitcase.

"Uncle Uncle, Uncle Second, you don't have to be so polite."

Luo Liang smiled and waved.

The battle between Luo Liang and Ruan Mei that day was a secret in the Jiang family's ancestral house.

Only Jiang Leping and Broken Arm Middle Age knew.

Just the next day.

The Jiang family sent Ruan Mei to the police station, and all kinds of evidence were conclusive.

The truth about Jiang Wei's double pupil mutation was made public.

When he learned of his mother's methods, he fell into autism and applied for a one-year suspension from school.

afterwards.

Luo Liang briefly analyzed it.

Ruan Mei's conspiracy plan will happen sooner or later.

Even if he doesn't come, everything is under Mr. Jiang's control.

Luo Liang's arrival just made Ruan Mei's plan break out ahead of schedule.

"Xiaofeng, Luo Liang went to Tianducheng to report for admission. He is not familiar with the place. You have to guide him carefully and don't let him suffer."

Uncle Bo Jiang preached kindness.

Everyone watched the two get into the speeding car.

"Dad, I see."

Jiang Feng couldn't help curling his lips, and looked at Luo Liang who was beside him.

This mysterious and unpredictable cousin really made him jealous, and he always felt embarrassed when getting along with him.

It is not known who will suffer when such a person enters the Tiandu City Super Academy.