Xiao Feng didn't dare let Lu Yao go out this time. He unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and sat on the hood with a look that said he was waiting for someone to start trouble.
In Xiao Feng's view, the people coming this time were likely from the camp of the person lying on the ground, probably from Longling Winery, if he remembered correctly.
However, when the group of people squeezed in, everyone was shocked!
After being silent for a while, Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask, "You're not here to scam a collision, are you?"
It wasn't unreasonable for Xiao Feng to ask that—the image of this group made it hard not to think in that direction.
Judging by their appearance, the average age of these people was at least sixty, and the person they were surrounding was leaning on a cane. Although their attire seemed appropriate and not suggestive of people lacking money, in this era, nothing is impossible.
