These hoodlums had already set their sights on the three while they were eating barbecue.
Seeing that the trio wore fine clothes and were generous with money, they concluded that there must be something to squeeze out of them!
At this moment, in their eyes, the three were just like little fat sheep.
Qi Feng appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was in utter chaos, damn it! He wished a hero would drop from the sky to save him right now!
"This is a society ruled by law now, what you're doing is illegal!" Qi Feng's palms were coated with a layer of sweat, and his throat tightened in fear.
As soon as Qi Feng finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from among the hoodlums.
The man with the scarred face turned to the man holding the wooden rifle and sneered, "Boss, that kid is lecturing us about the law."
The man with the wooden rifle turned to look at Qi Feng. "Old Scar, why don't you explain our 'law' to him."