Luo Liang had asked all the questions he wanted.
"Grandpa, please come in."
He walked to the door and shouted towards the outside of the courtyard.
Outside the courtyard.
A fully armed elite team with all kinds of powerful weapons was squatting in the surroundings.
These people had a murderous aura. Judging from their age, they were all retired soldiers, and some were even level 1 superhumans.
"Push me in."
Jiang Leping sat in a wheelchair and said to a middle-aged man with a broken arm behind him.
"Uncle Jiang, you can't take the risk."
The middle-aged man with a broken arm's expression changed, and he subconsciously dissuaded him.
"It's very likely that your grandson is being held hostage."
"Hehe, Little Chen, you're underestimating this grandson of mine."
Mr. Jiang smiled.
He had a rough estimate of Luo Liang's strength. He was much stronger than the average Xiantian Martial Artist.
Ruan Mei had just entered the Xiantian Martial Artist, and her cultivation technique was mediocre. It would be difficult for her to defeat Luo Liang.
"Your grandson is a Xiantian Martial Artist, and his methods are unpredictable …"
The middle-aged man with a broken arm was in a difficult position.
He was an experienced Xiantian Martial Artist, and he could only break a part of the secret technique that Ruan Mei had planted. He couldn't help the old man fully recover.
Thus, it could be seen that Ruan Mei's true strength couldn't be measured by a Xiantian Martial Artist.
"Push me in. This matter shouldn't be known to outsiders."
Jiang Leping's tone became heavier.
The middle-aged man had no choice but to carefully push Mr. Jiang into the house.
His mind was tense. Even if he was injured, he couldn't let anything happen to Uncle Jiang.
If it wasn't for Uncle Jiang, he wouldn't have just lost an arm. Even his wife and children would have suffered.
The wheelchair entered the house.
The middle-aged man's pupils constricted, and his heart skipped a beat.
A young man was leisurely playing with a squirrel.
On the other side of the wall, there was a beautiful woman with severe injuries. Her blood flowed all over the floor.
Jiang Leping's eyelids twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
He took a deep look at his grandson, who was unscathed.
Luo Liang's clothes didn't have any blood stains or wrinkles, let alone injuries.
Compared to the bloody Ruan Mei.
The contrast was too great.
If Jiang Leping didn't know Luo Liang's approximate level, he would have suspected that these two were unrelated people.
"You, you did this?"
The middle-aged man swallowed hard and asked in disbelief.
"Yes."
Luo Liang stood up and asked the Little Squirrel to play on the side.
He had instructed the Little Squirrel not to display its abilities in front of outsiders.
The Little Squirrel was very smart and could understand everything Luo Liang said quickly.
"How did you do it?"
The middle-aged man suppressed the shock in his heart.
Even if he was an experienced Xiantian Martial Artist, if he wanted to defeat Ruan Mei in such a small room, he would have to fight a thrilling battle.
"How did you do it?"
Luo Liang was stunned.
"Eh, her strength is actually very ordinary."
Luo Liang said tactfully.
He was already very humble when he said this.
He couldn't say it out loud.
He could kill her with one slap.
Apart from those unorthodox means, Ruan Mei was simply weak in his eyes.
She was far from the Xiantian Level in the martial arts world where his consciousness came.
The middle-aged man couldn't ask in detail.
He cautiously stepped forward and completely controlled Ruan Mei. He searched her from head to toe and didn't miss any area. Soon he found a pile of dangerous parts.
Luo Liang nodded secretly. He deserved to be a professional. He had to learn from him.
"Old Master, there's no problem."
The middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair and came to Ruan Mei.
The first thing.
The middle-aged man asked Ruan Mei about the solution to Mr. Jiang's paralysis.
Ruan Mei knew that her fate was in the hands of the old master, so she cooperated.
The middle-aged man poured True Qi into his palm and repeatedly massaged and knocked on several parts of Mr. Jiang's body.
Ten minutes later.
Mr. Jiang's paralysis was half resolved and he would recover in a few days.
"Xiao Ruan, you and I are husband and wife. I'll give you two choices."
Jiang Leping said with a complicated expression.
Ruan Mei lowered her head in shame and remained silent.
"The first choice is to go through the normal legal procedures and do what you need to do."
"The second choice is to abolish your cultivation and become an ordinary woman. You can stay at home and take care of your husband."
Luo Liang watched from the side and didn't say anything.
Mr. Jiang's two choices were nothing more than a public and private solution.
"I choose the first choice."
Ruan Mei hesitated for a moment and gritted her teeth to make a decision.
Ruan Mei had been imprisoned for so many years and was unwilling to be mediocre. She would abolish her cultivation and stay at the Jiang family. The old master would no longer trust her.
What was the difference between a disabled person trapped in the house and being imprisoned in the past?
As for the first choice, although she paralyzed Mr. Jiang and tried to transfer the property, she didn't kill anyone.
According to the law, she could be released after ten years at most.
With Ruan Mei's cultivation at the Innate Level, she would have a life of her own after she was released.
"Xiao Chen, take her away and try not to alarm the family."
Jiang Leping showed a trace of disappointment.
If Ruan Mei chose the second choice, it meant that she had reflected in her heart and was willing to calm down.
Outside the courtyard.
The one-armed middle-aged man took Ruan Mei away and the armed team quickly merged into the night.
"Grandpa, you won't kill her, will you?"
Luo Liang asked subconsciously.
"How is that possible?"
Jiang Leping laughed in spite of himself.
"Your grandpa is a businessman, not a gangster. After all, we are husband and wife. How can I be so ruthless?"
Luo Liang was also amused.
He had read too many novels. This was an era of peace. After all, Ruan Mei was Jiang Wei's biological mother.
In the night.
The one-armed middle-aged man took Ruan Mei out of the Jiang family's ancestral house and placed her in an abandoned factory. He was going to send her to the police station the next day.
"Let me ask you something. Was it really that guy who defeated you just now? No third party? "
The one-armed middle-aged man asked.
"Yes." Ruan Mei was dejected.
The one-armed middle-aged man was slightly shocked. He had a trace of suspicion that there was a third party.
"How many moves did he use to defeat you?"
The one-armed middle-aged man was still puzzled. There was no trace of fighting on Luo Liang's body.
"How many moves?"
Ruan Mei was stunned and recalled the battle process.
There seemed to be no fighting.
"Just … just one slap."
Ruan Mei said bitterly.
She didn't think she was weak. It was just that the opponent was too strong.
"Just one slap?"
The one-armed middle-aged man was stunned.
He stood still and couldn't speak for a long time.
Ruan Mei also couldn't say a word. It was too embarrassing.
"Well, okay, thank you for your answer."
The one-armed middle-aged man took a deep breath and finally came to his senses.
Only then did he understand what Uncle Jiang meant when he said, "You underestimate my grandson too much."
Uncle Jiang.
Why did you say it so euphemistically and modestly?
The one-armed middle-aged man couldn't help but complain in his heart.
In fact, Master Jiang was not being modest.
He expected Luo Liang to be strong, but he didn't expect him to be strong to this extent.
Puff!
The one-armed middle-aged man suddenly raised his hand and condensed his True Qi in his finger. He hit Ruan Mei's Dantian.
"Ah!"
Ruan Mei screamed and her face turned pale.
"You, you didn't keep your promise. Why did you destroy my cultivation …"
Ruan Mei's face was full of resentment and she screamed in despair.
"Hey, you don't even understand the test that Jiang Bozi gave you. When did he say that he wouldn't destroy your cultivation if you went through legal procedures?"
The one-armed middle-aged man sneered.
Ruan Mei's face was as still as water. She actually felt some regret in her heart.
If she knew that she would be imprisoned after her cultivation was destroyed, she would have stayed in the Jiang family. At least she didn't have to worry about food and clothing.
"You guys keep an eye on her. Don't let her commit suicide."
The one-armed middle-aged man ordered and returned to the Jiang family's ancestral house.
…
Time flew. Soon, it was September 1st.
At the entrance of the Jiang family's ancestral house.
Luo Liang and Jiang Feng stood side by side. Behind them were his two uncles and a group of people who came to send them off.
Luo Liang's hands were empty.
Jiang Feng carried a satchel and pushed a big suitcase.
"Eldest uncle, second uncle, you don't have to send us off so politely."
Luo Liang smiled and waved his hand.
The battle between Luo Liang and Ruan Mei that day was a secret in the Jiang family's ancestral house.
Only Jiang Leping and the one-armed middle-aged man knew.
The next day.
The Jiang family sent Ruan Mei to the police station with all kinds of conclusive evidence.
The truth of Jiang Wei's mutated pupils was made public.
When he learned of his mother's means, he became autistic and applied to take a year off from school.
After that.
Luo Liang had a simple analysis.
Ruan Mei's conspiracy would happen sooner or later.
Even if he didn't come, everything was under the control of Mr. Jiang.
Luo Liang's arrival only made Ruan Mei's plan explode in advance.
"Little Feng, Luo Liang is going to Tiandu City to enroll. He's not familiar with the place. You have to guide him carefully. Don't let him suffer."
Eldest uncle Jiang Chuan said.
Everyone watched the two of them sit in the flying car.
"Dad, I know."
Jiang Feng couldn't help but curl his lips and look at Luo Liang next to him.
This mysterious cousin really made him afraid. He always felt embarrassed when interacting with him.
If such a person entered Tiandu City's Super Academy, he didn't know who would suffer.