Luo Liang asked all the gossips he should ask.

"Grandpa, come in."

He walked to the door and shouted outside the yard.

Outside the yard.

An elite fully armed team, holding various powerful weapons, squatting around.

These people have a kind of murderous aura, depending on their age, and some are still level 1 superpowers.

"Push me in."

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

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

The middle-aged man's face changed and subconsciously dissuaded him.

"Your grandson is likely to be taken hostage."

"Haha, Xiao Chen, you underestimate me as your grandson."

Mr. Jiang smiled.

He has a rough judgment on Luo Liang's strength, which is much stronger than ordinary innate warriors.

Ruan Mei first entered the innate level, and her martial arts practiced were mediocre and it was difficult to beat Luo Liang.

"Your one is innate, and your methods are unpredictable..."

Middle-aged man with broken arms was a little embarrassed.

He is a senior innate warrior. He can only crack one or two of the secret techniques planted by Ruan Mei, but he cannot fully recover the old man.

From this we can see that Ruan Mei’s true strength cannot be measured by her first entry into the innate world.

"Push me in, it's not advisable for outsiders to know about this."

Jiang Leping's tone became stronger.

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

His mind was tense. Even if he was injured, he could not let Jiang Bo make any mistakes.

If it weren't for the rescue of Jiang Bo, he would have cut off one arm and even his wife and children would have suffered.

Wheelchair access to the hall.

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

A boy was having fun with a squirrel leisurely.

On the other side of the wall was inlaid with a very wounded beauty, bleeding all over the floor.

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

He took a deep look at his unscathed grandson.

Not to mention the injuries on Luo Liang's body, there was no blood or wrinkles on his clothes.

Compare the bloody Ruan Mei.

This is too much contrast.

If Jiang Leping hadn't known Luo Liang's approximate level, he would have suspected that these were two irrelevant people.

"This, you did it?"

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

"yes."

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

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

The little squirrel is very smart, and Luo Liang can quickly understand anything he says.

"How did you do it?"

The middle-aged man with broken arms was shocked.

Even if he, a senior innate warrior, wanted to defeat Ruan Mei in a small room, he would inevitably have a thrilling battle.

“How to do it?”

Luo Liang was stunned for a moment.

"Well, her strength is actually very average."

Luo Liang said tactfully.

He was already very modest in saying this.

I can't say it anyway.

I slapped her in seconds.

Putting aside those tricks, Ruan Mei was simply weak in his eyes.

It is a lot different from the innate level of the martial arts world where consciousness descends.

It is difficult to ask in detail when middle-aged people with broken arms.

He stepped forward cautiously, completely controlled Ruan Mei, and fumbled from head to toe, without missing any inch of the area. He quickly found a bunch of dangerous parts that were plotting.

Luo Liang nodded secretly, saying that he is a professional, so he should learn a little.

"Old man, no problem."

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

The first thing.

The middle-aged man with broken arms asked Ruan Mei how to solve Mr. Jiang’s paralysis.

Ruan Mei knew that the situation was hopeless and her destiny was in the hands of the old man, so she was quite cooperative.

The middle-aged man with broken arms poured his true energy into his palm, and repeatedly massaged and beat him on several parts of Mr. Jiang's body.

Ten minutes later.

Mr. Jiang's paralysis was resolved halfway, and he would be cured in a few days.

"Xiao Ruan, you and I will have a couple together, I will give you two choices."

Jiang Leping had a complicated expression and spoke.

Ruan Mei was ashamed and silent.

"The first choice is to go through normal legal procedures and do what you should do."

"The second choice is to abolish your cultivation and be an ordinary woman, and take care of your husband and 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 settlement.

“I chose the first one.”

Ruan Mei hesitated for a moment and gritted her teeth to make a decision.

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

What is the difference between a useless man trapped in a house and his imprisonment?

The first choice was that although she paralyzed Mr. Jiang and tried to transfer property, she did not hurt anyone's life.

According to the law, she can get out after staying in prison for up to ten years.

With Ruan Mei’s innate cultivation level, after she comes out, she will have a life that is completely his own.

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

Jiang Leping showed a hint 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 broken arms took Ruan Mei away, and the armed squad quickly integrated into the night.

"Grandpa, you won't kill anyone to silence you."

Luo Liang asked subconsciously.

"How is that possible?"

Jiang Leping laughed and said.

"Your grandfather is a businessman, not a gangster. After all, how can you do such a great deal when you have a husband and wife?"

Luo Liang was very happy.
To be continued...