My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"Bitch bitch, get out!"

Old man Qiao was so angry that he saw that Tian Li was still holding on to his hand, and whether it was in public or not, he immediately raised his hand and slapped Tian Li.

The three security guards were startled and subconsciously wanted to block Tian Li.

At this moment, a slender hand clasped Old Qiao's hand faster than the three security guards.

"Old man, it's not good to be angry when you're old." Lu Zijia clasped Old Qiao's arm firmly, looked at him with a smile and said.

Old Qiao raised his brows and was about to scold someone, but Lu Zijia didn't give him the chance.

"I'm from the Special Operations Department, my surname is Lu."

Lu Zijia let go of his hand, took out the certificate and showed him, then put it away.

Hearing that it was someone from the Special Operations Department, Old Qiao didn't dare to scold again.

"You came just right, this stinky bitch gave me a bow, you're about to take her!"

The old man Qiao pointed at Tian Li, his eyes full of resentment.

Lu Zijia looked in the direction he pointed, her eyes swept around Tian Li's face, and then landed on Tian Li's stomach, her eyes flickering slightly.

The three security guards didn't know what the special operations department did, but they could understand the words 'down the head', and they couldn't help looking at Tian Li with surprised eyes.

I always feel that Tian Li is now like this, it should be impossible to give old Qiao any lowering.

"She didn't lower her head for you." Lu Zijia shook her head and said with certainty.

"How could it not be!"

The old man Qiao didn't believe it, and immediately rejected it, "If this stinky bitch didn't give me a head down, how could I not sleep peacefully every night!"

What the old man Qiao did not say was that he heard the baby crying before going to bed, except that he was restless every night.

One or two days may be a coincidence, but for five or six days in a row, every night will not be considered a coincidence.

Lu Zijia used a bit of skill to break apart Tian Li's hands that were holding onto the old man Qiao's arm.

"I don't sleep well every night, it's not necessarily because someone lowered his head, it may also be because of psychological trouble."

While talking, Lu Zijia slapped a meditation amulet on Tian Li without a trace.

Tian Li, who had been struggling frantically, seemed to feel something at this moment, and her scarlet eyes regained a bit of calm.

"What do you mean?!"

Old man Qiao was very sensitive to the events of these days, and always felt that Lu Zijia meant that he had done something wrong.

Lu Zijia didn't care about his attitude, and shrugged, "It's just that there is no intention of demons to pester you. You are full of suffocation, and ordinary demons can't get close to you at all."

To put it bluntly, even the devil is afraid of old man Qiao.

If ordinary people heard this, they would definitely not be happy, but Old Qiao was very satisfied.

"Is what you said true?" Although old man Qiao was satisfied, he still asked cautiously.

"Of course, what did I lie to you for?" Lu Zijia said calmly, with a more sincere expression.

However, the old man Qiao looked fierce, but he was still afraid of death, otherwise he would not find a special operation.

So he asked Lu Zijia to buy a peace talisman, which was not too expensive for 200,000 yuan, so he posted it directly.

On the contrary, the three security guards were stunned. Two hundred thousand talismans were undoubtedly as large as astronomical numbers for these security guards with dead wages.

Xu Shi was in a good mood, and the old man Qiao no longer bothered with Tian Li, and turned around and went home with his hands behind his back.

"Why are you helping him, why are you helping him!"

Tian Li, who had regained her sense of thanks, stared straight at Lu Zijia with red eyes, with an expression of grief and resentment.