chapter 602 Fifty to Five Hundred

"Stop, what do you want to do!"
Qiao Zifei's lackey immediately shouted angrily and reached for his lower back with one hand.
"Wait a moment."
Qiao Zifei waved his hand, signaling the lackey to be patient.
After all, he had seen a lot of things in the world, and he could tell at a glance that the group was simple, so he said calmly, "I don't think I've ever seen them before, are they friends of my father's?"
The fat man in sunglasses at the head held his chin up and...