"I don't believe it, I don't believe you."

In order to confirm his lie, Jiang Guanyu immediately pretended to start a decision.

After a moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed sharply, and shouted loudly, "Thunder!"

Bang!

There was a thunderclap.

A thick thunderbolt of buckets fell from the sky and slashed at a building in the distance.

Terrifying lightning filled the building, causing the building to crumble and turn into a pile of ruins in an instant.

Under the ruins, there is still a faint sound of the miserable wail of human beings before they die.

"This ...... Did you really bring this in?"

An Yingniang was stunned, and opened her mouth wide in disbelief.

Jiang Guanyu smiled: "Don't believe it? Then I'll put on another show for you."

"No, although there are a lot of bad people here, there are also a lot of innocent people, don't kill innocents indiscriminately."

An Ying's face was complicated, and she persuaded her bitterly.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents?"

Jiang Guanyu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled dumbly: "Who do you think your husband is? No innocent person will die."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed suddenly, and in the ruins of the building that was collapsed by thunder and lightning, dozens of people who were tied up by five flowers flew out of the air and landed at their feet.

"Are they all alive?"

An Ying reached out and probed their snorts, and found that although they were all unconscious, they were breathing normally, and couldn't help but look back and ask in surprise.

"Of course, they're all victims, and if I hadn't saved them, they'd have had their organs cut off soon."

Jiang Guanyu's eyes were calm, and he said quietly.

"Goo!"

An Ying swallowed her saliva quietly and said in surprise, "You mean, that building is the base of the old black man who sells human organs?"

"Not bad."

Jiang Guanyu said coldly: "When the avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent, except for these piglets, no one in the old black gang is innocent."

An Ying looked at him with adoring eyes and said softly, "Husband, you are awesome."

An Ran even had little stars flashing in his big eyes, and said excitedly, "Dad, I also want to retire from immortals."

"Cultivating immortals is not something that anyone can cultivate, it depends on the qualifications of the spiritual root."

Jiang Guanyu has a big head.

He just made up a reasonable excuse, where would there be any immortal cultivation.

Unexpectedly, An Ran thought deeply about this: "I know, can that dad help me see if I have the spiritual root to cultivate immortals."

The corners of Jiang Guanyu's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly complained in his heart.

Sure enough, one cannot lie.

A lie often requires countless lies to complete.

But the lie has already been told, and he can only continue to tell it head-on.

"Okay, then Dad will show you if there is a spiritual root now."

Jiang Guanyu pretended to check her pulse, then shook his head and said, "No, you don't have a spiritual root."

An Ran was suddenly disappointed and drooped his head in frustration.

Jiang Guanyu, who was watching it, couldn't bear it in his heart, and after a turn of his mind, he thought about it: "However, although you don't have a spiritual root, you have very good martial arts qualifications, and you can take the path of martial cultivation."

"The path of martial arts?"

An Ran's spirits perked up, and his eyes instantly regained their brightness.

"Close your eyes and feel it slowly."

Jiang Guanyu said seriously.

"Oh!"

An Ran closed his eyes obediently.

After a few moments, she felt a cool breath lingering through her.

Then, a powerful force developed in her body, giving her the feeling that she could kill a cow with one punch.

"Okay, now you're just like your mother, an acquired peak martial artist."

Jiang Guanyu let go of his hand and said with a smile.

"Huh? I'm a warrior too?"

An Ying asked with a confused face.

"yes, don't you think you're full of infinite power right now?"

Jiang Guanyu said with a grin.

An Ying nodded suddenly, "What kind of peak martial artist did you help me become before?"

"Well, when I helped you heal before, I checked your qualifications, and I also didn't have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, so I helped you get through the second vein of Rendu by the way, so that you can become a peak martial artist of the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Guanyu's face was not red, and he was out of breath.

"Wow, I feel empowered right now, and I'm going to destroy you on behalf of the moon."

An Ran was so happy that he almost didn't fly, and shouted at the distance like a middle two girl.

But then his face changed, and he exclaimed, "It's broken, there are a lot of cars."

"Don't panic, I'll wait for them."

Jiang Guanyu said calmly.

Immediately stretched out their hands and kept grabbing them, and the piglets who did not dare to escape flew in the air, and all of them fell unconscious at their feet.

"You two just don't move here, and don't go out of the circle I draw."

Jiang Guanyu casually placed a ban on the entire roof, and said solemnly.

"Dad, is this an immortal technique that draws the ground into a prison?"

What happened today has completely subverted Enron's cognition, and she asked with great interest because she was convinced that her father was an immortal cultivator.

"Almost."

Jiang Guanyu replied casually with a funny smile.

Although this is not some immortal art, this kind of defensive prohibition is indeed similar to painting the ground as a prison.

As long as they don't get out of this circle, let alone ordinary stray bullets, even rockets can't hurt them in the slightest.

Boom Boom!

More than a dozen military off-road vehicles drove into the electric fraud base with great momentum.

Wan Jianghong jumped out of the car led by Wan Jianghong and trotted to a military vehicle in the middle.

With a flattering face, he pointed to Jiang Guanyu on the roof of the house at a black fat man sitting in the co-pilot, nodded and said, "General Zakun, that's that kid."

The fat black man had a cigar in his mouth and glanced at the people on the roof with disdain.

Then he waved his hand impatiently and ordered in Burmese, "Blow that kid up for me."

"Yes, General."

A thin black man in a military uniform next to him shouted at the top of his voice, "Ready!"

Brush!

With his order, four militants jumped out of the car.

The two militants each carried portable bazookas on their shoulders, and the other two helped to fill the rockets, and they all aimed at Jiang Guanyu and others on the roof.

"Dad."

"Husband."

An Yingniang shouted in unison with worried faces.

Jiang Guanyu smiled at them with a reassuring smile.

Then he imitated Enron's previous appearance, stretched out his hand, and shouted, "I will destroy you on behalf of the moon."

Although the armed forces in northern Myanmar are divided, due to the large number of Chinese, these people can basically understand the Chinese language.

Hearing such a second middle school words, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Even the fierce and vicious General Zakun couldn't help but show a mouthful of big yellow teeth and smile like an idiot.

But the next moment, they couldn't laugh.

There was a boom, and there was a thunderclap on the ground.

Five thick thunderbolts turned into five huge thunder dragons with teeth and claws falling from the sky.

The spilled electric snake thunder arc turned into thunder in the sky, completely submerging Zakun and his party.

And the entire electric fraud base also turned into a sea of thunder in an instant.

Zakun and the others didn't even have time to scream, and they turned into charred corpses.

Rumble!

Immediately, the ammunition they were carrying in the car was covered

Martyrdom, with an earth-shattering explosion.

Flames and smoke billowed out.

But the strange thing is that all the buildings in the entire electric fraud base have been set on fire, but only the building under Jiang Guanyu's feet has always been safe and sound, and it has not been affected in any way.

An Yingniang opened her mouth wide in shock, looking at Jiang Guanyu as if she was looking at a monster.

"Is this the power of an immortal cultivator? It's horrible."

An Ran muttered to himself in shock.

"Alright, it's too much of a commotion this time, so we should go."

Although Jiang Guanyu is not afraid of any force, he does not like trouble.

So, he reached out and grabbed his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law's waist, hugged them and soared into the air, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

What An Ying's mother and daughter didn't notice was that at the moment when they took off and flew into the air, a vague figure quietly peeled away from Jiang Guanyu's body.

The stand-in puppet naturally wants to stay to deal with the aftermath.

The most important thing is that there are many, many more electric fraud groups like Wan Jianghong and Lao Hei's human organ trafficking organizations here.

Jiang Guanyu didn't want to be so bloody and violent in front of An Yingniang.

Therefore, deliberately left the stand-in puppet to clean up these inhuman scum scum.

Back to the rental house in Nanli City.

An Ying hadn't woken up from the shock yet.

It had only been a long time, less than five minutes, and they had returned home from thousands of miles away in Burma.

At this moment, she no longer had any doubts about the identity of her man as an immortal cultivator.

Just kidding, if he wasn't an immortal cultivator, how could he fly?

Jiang Guanyu looked at the small and simple rental house, and felt a tingling in his heart.

An Ying is really not easy, she has worked hard to bring up her daughter in such an environment.

You don't have to think about it, you know how much she has suffered and how many sins she has suffered over the years.

"Dad, sit down, I'll cook for you, you try my craft."

An Ran has been ridiculed as a fatherless child since he was a child, and now that he finally has a father, he can't wait to perform well.

"No, you and your mom are resting, and dad will cook for you today."

Jiang Guanyu didn't want to taste his daughter's cooking, he owed them too much, and he just wanted to compensate them.

"Husband, let's let Ran Ran do it, Ran Ran's cooking skills are very good."

An Ying couldn't see the guilt in his heart, so she pulled him and said with a smile.

"Alright then, I'll try my precious daughter's cooking today."

Jiang Guanyu couldn't resist the two of them, so he could only compromise helplessly.

Seeing that he agreed, An Ran happily went into the kitchen to cook.

"An Ying, I've suffered you all these years."

Jiang Guanyu stretched out his hand and pulled An Ying to his lap and sat down, and said emotionally.

"It's all in the past, I don't care, it's just that it's true, it's really not easy these years."

An Ying said with some distress.

"Don't worry, wife, I will definitely make up for your mother."

Jiang Guanyu stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around her slender waist and swore a promise.

"Who's your wife?" Have you come with me to get the certificate?"

An Yingqiao's face flushed, and she said shyly.

"Hehe, the girls are so old, you are not my wife, who is my wife."

Jiang Guanyu didn't know An Ying's thoughts, and immediately gave her a reassuring pill: "When I get my identity and household registration, let's go and get the certificate."

An Ying was happy in her heart, but she said arrogantly on her face: "I think of beauty, who said that I want to get a certificate with you."

"Okay, okay, I want to get a certificate with you, right?"

Jiang Guanyu lifted her chin and kissed her seductive red lips affectionately.

After a long time, An Ying broke free from his embrace in a panic, blushed and whispered, "I'm dirty, go take a shower and change clothes first."

"Hmm! Go ahead."

Jiang Guanyu patted her buttocks, and An Ying stomped her feet shyly, scolding him for not paying attention to the occasion at all, and if he was seen by his daughter, he would not be embarrassed.

Jiang Guanyu could only admit his mistake with a smile, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, and there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.