My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

  Chapter 781 The Qiao Family Case (3)

   “Smelly girl, bitch, get out!”

  The old man Qiao became angry. Seeing Tian Li still clinging to his hand, whether in public or not, he immediately raised his hand and slapped Tian Li.

  The three security guards were taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to block Tian Li.

  At this moment, a slender hand buckled the hand waved by the old man Qiao faster than the three security guards.

   “Old man, it’s not good to get angry when you are old.” Lu Zijia firmly clasped the arm of the old man Qiao, smiled at him and said.

  Old Qiao frowned, and he was about to curse immediately, but Lu Zijia didn’t give him this opportunity.

   “I am from the Special Operations Department, my surname is Lu.”

  Lu Zijia released the hand that was holding him, took out the ID to show him, and put it away.

   Hearing that it was from the Special Operations Department, the old man Qiao immediately stopped swearing.

   “You came just right, it was this stinky **** who lowered his head to me, you will take her soon!”

  Old man Qiao pointed his hand at Tian Li, full of resentment.

  Lu Zijia looked in the direction he was pointing, glanced around Tian Li’s face, then landed on Tian Li’s stomach, his eyes flashed slightly.

  The three security guards did not know what the Special Operations Department was doing, but they could still understand the three words ‘Drop Head’, and they couldn’t help looking at Tian Li with surprise.

  I always feel that Tian Li is now like this, it should be impossible to give old man Qiao a head down.

   “She didn’t lower her head for you.” Lu Zijia shook his head and said with certainty.

   “How could there not be!”

  Old man Qiao didn’t believe it, so he vetoed it in one bite, “If it wasn’t for this stinky bitch, who had dropped my head, how could I not sleep well every night!”

  What the old man Qiao didn’t say was that, besides who was unstable every night, he heard the baby cry before going to bed.

  One day and two days may be a coincidence, but for five or six days in a row, every night will not make people feel like a coincidence.

  Lu Zijia used a bit of skill to break the hands of Tian Li’s grasping old man Qiao’s arm.

   “If you can’t sleep well every night, it may not be caused by someone dropping your head, but it may also be a psychological cause.”

  Lu Zijia spoke, and patted a meditation talisman on Tian Li without a trace.

  Tian Li, who was struggling crazily, seemed to feel something at this moment, and her scarlet eyes recovered a bit of calmness.

“What do you mean?!”

  Old man Qiao is very sensitive to these days. He always feels that Lu Zijia means that he has done something wrong.

  Lu Zijia didn’t care about his attitude, shrugged, “It just doesn’t mean that the evil spirits entangle you, you have a lot of evil spirits, and ordinary evil spirits can’t get close to you at all.”

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

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

  ”What are you saying true?” Although old man Qiao was satisfied, he asked cautiously.

   “Of course, what did I lie to you for?” Lu Zijia said with a frank expression, and his expression was so real and true.

  However, Old Man Qiao looked fierce, but he was still afraid of death in his heart, otherwise he would not find a special place for action.

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

  On the contrary, the three security guards were stunned. Two hundred thousand talismans were no doubt as huge as astronomical figures for their dead-paid security guards.

  Perhaps he was in a good mood, and Old Man Qiao stopped worrying about Tian Li, so he turned around and went home with his hands behind his back.

   “Why do you want to help him, why do you want to help him!”

  Recovered, thank you Tian Li, who was sensible, and looked straight at Lu Zijia with red eyes, with a look of grief and resentment.

  (End of this chapter)