I’m Really Not A Big Shot

Luo Liang has asked all the gossip that should be asked.

"Grandpa, come in."

He walked to the door and shouted out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard.

A fully armed elite squad, holding various powerful weapons, squatting all around.

There is a kind of solemn killing aura on these people, depending on their age, they are all veterans, some of them are Rank 1 Super Power Users.

"Push me in."

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

"Bo Jiang, you can't take risks rashly."

The middle-aged face changed, subconsciously discouraged.

"Your grandson is probably controlled as a hostage."

"Hehe, Little Chen, you look down on my grandson too much."

Master Jiang said with a slight smile.

He can roughly judge the strength of Luo Liang, which is much better than the average Innate Rank Martial Artist.

Ruan Mei entered the Innate Rank for the first time, and his cultivation technique formidable power is mediocre. It is difficult to beat Luo Liang.

"You are an Innate Rank, the means are immeasurable......"

Middle-aged with broken arm is a little embarrassed.

He is a senior Innate Rank Martial Artist. The secret technique planted by Ruan Mei can only crack one or two, but he cannot fully recover the Old Master.

It can be seen that the true strength of Ruan Mei cannot be measured by the first time Innate.

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

Jiang Leping's tone increased.

Middle-aged with a broken arm can't help but cautiously push Master Jiang into the house.

His mind is tense, even if he is injured, he can't let Jiang Bo make any mistakes.

If Uncle Jiang hadn’t rescued him, he would have broken more than one arm, and even his wife and children would suffer.

Wheelchair enters the hall.

The scene is reflected in the field of vision, condensing the pupils of the middle-aged with the broken arm, and his heart beats.

A young man is teasing squirrel leisurely.

On the other side of the wall, there is a beautiful woman with a serious injury inlaid with blood all over the place.

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

He took a deep look at his unharmed grandson.

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

Compare with the bloody Ruan Mei.

The contrast is too big.

If Jiang Leping didn't know the general level of Luo Liang, I'm afraid I would suspect that this is two people who have nothing to do with him.

"This, did you do this?"

The middle-aged man with a severed arm swallowed in his throat and asked in disbelief.

"Yes."

Luo Liang stood up and let the little squirrel go to play.

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

Little squirrel is very clever, Luo Liang can quickly understand everything he says.

"How did you do it?"

The middle-aged man with a severed arm crushed his heart with horror.

Even if he is a senior Innate Martial Artist who wants to defeat Ruan Mei in a small room, he will inevitably have a thrilling fight.

"How can it be done?"

Luo Liang was taken aback for a moment.

"Um, her strength is actually very average."

Luo Liang said euphemistically.

He was very humble when he said this.

Can't say it.

I will slap her in seconds.

Leave aside those side tactics, Ruan Mei is utterly weak in his eyes.

The Innate Rank of the Martial Dao world where consciousness descended is a big difference.

Middle-aged with a broken arm is hard to ask carefully.

He cautiously stepped forward, completely controlled Ruan Mei, and fumbled from head to toe without missing any inch of the area. A pile of conspired dangerous parts was quickly searched out.

Luo Liang is secretly nodded, he deserves to be professional, so he should learn a little bit.

"Old Master, no problem."

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

First thing.

The middle-aged man with Broken Arm asked Ruan Mei for a solution to Master Jiang’s paralysis.

Ruan Mei knows that the situation is over, and the fate of oneself is in the hands of Old Master.

The middle-aged man with his severed arm infused true qi into his palm, and repeated massages and beats on several parts of Master Jiang's body.

Ten minutes later.

Master Jiang's symptoms of paralysis are half resolved, and after a few days of conditioning, he can recover completely.

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

Jiang Leping has a complicated expression, opened the mouth and said.

Ruan Mei was ashamed and silent.

"The first choice is to go through the normal legal procedures. Whatever you should do."

"The second choice is to abolish the cultivation base and be an ordinary woman at home. Husband and wife."

Luo Liang watched from the side without speaking.

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

"I choose the first one."

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

Ruan Mei has been imprisoned for so many years, not reconciled to mediocrity; abolished the cultivation base and stayed in Jiang Family, the Old Master no longer trusted her.

What's the difference between a dead man trapped in the house and imprisonment back then?

The first choice, although she paralyzed Master Jiang and tried to transfer the property, it did not harm human life.

According to the law, she can be released after staying in jail for at most ten years.

With the cultivation base of Ruan Mei Innate Rank, after coming out, there is still a life that belongs to oneself.

"Little Chen, you take her away, try not to disturb clansman."

Jiang Leping showed a trace of disappointment.

If Ruan Mei chooses the second one, it means she has reflection 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 this armed squad quickly melted into the night.

"Grandpa, you won't kill a witness to silence them."

Luo Liang asked subconsciously.

"How is it possible?"

Jiang Leping lost said with a smile.

"Your grandfather is a businessman, not a gangster, after all, how can you do such a marvellous life in a couple."

Luo Liang is also happy by himself.

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

In the night.

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

"Let me ask you one thing, that kid really defeated you just now? No third party?"

The middle-aged man with Broken Arm asked.

"Yes." Ruan Mei downturned.

The middle-aged man with a broken arm felt a little shock. He originally had a hint of suspicion that there was a third-party expert.

"How did he defeat 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, thinking back to the battle.

There seems to be no fighting.

"Just...just slap in the face."

Ruan Mei said bitterly.

She doesn't think oneself is weak, it is really that the opponent is too strong.

"Just a slap?"

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

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

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

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

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

He then understood that the sentence Uncle Jiang said, "You look down on my grandson too much".

Bo Jiang.

Why are you so tactful and humble?

Middle-aged with Broken Arm can't help but complain.

Actually, Master Jiang is not humble.

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

pu!

The middle-aged man with a severed arm suddenly raised his hand, true qi's condensed finger, hitting Ruan Mei's dantian position.

"Ah!"

Ruan Mei screamed, complexion pale.

"You, you are not trustworthy, why do you want to abolish my cultivation base......"

Ruan Mei roared with resentment and despair.

"Hey, I don’t understand the test Jiang Bozi gave you. He never said that if you go through the legal process, you will not abolish your cultivation base."

Middle-aged face with severed arm ridicule.

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

Knowing that the cultivation base was abolished and she would go to jail, she might as well stay in Jiang Family.

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

The middle-aged man with Broken Arm gave an order to return to Jiang Family's ancestral home for business.

……

Time flies, and it will soon be September 1.

The entrance of Jiang Family's ancestral house.

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

Luo Liang has no hands.

Jiang Feng has a cross-body bag and is pushing a large suitcase.

"Uncle Uncle, Uncle Second Uncle, 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 Jiang Family's ancestral home.

Only Jiang Leping and Middle-aged Broken Arm knew about it.

Just the next day.

Jiang Family sent Ruan Mei to the police station, and all kinds of evidence are conclusive.

The true husband of Jiang Wei's double pupil mutation is known to the public.

He learned of mother's method and he fell into autism and applied for a one-year leave of absence.

After the fact.

Luo Liang briefly analyzed it.

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

Even if oneself does not come, everything is under Master Jiang's control.

The arrival of Luo Liang just made Ruan Mei's plan explode in advance.

"Xiaofeng, Luo Liang went to Heaven Capital to report on enrollment. He is not familiar with his life. You must guide carefully and don't let him suffer."

Big Uncle Uncle Jiang Chuanhou said.

Everyone watched them sit in the flying car.

"Dad, I know."

Jiang Feng couldn't help but curl his lips and looked towards Luo Liang next to him.

This mysterious immeasurable cousin really makes him jealous, and he always gets on his own.

Such a character enters Heaven Capital Superpower College, but I don’t know who is the loser.