"Blood light disaster?" Vest Man sneered disdainfully, "Are you kidding? I'm out here trying to get my son's life-saving money back, how can there be a blood light disaster? Hurry up and get lost, get lost lost lost!"
Faced with Ye Qiu's kind "reminder," Vest Man didn't care at all, nor did he care whether the other party saw through his trick. After all, he's not one to act alone; there's help outside the train station!
Vest Man coldly stared at Ye Qiu. This pickpocketing operation had been going on for so long, he was already impatient. If Ye Qiu continued to meddle, he would immediately contact the gang outside the train station. As soon as Ye Qiu stepped out of the station, he would get beaten up.
"Brother, please, please save me, I'm begging you, that's my son's life-saving money, he's a thief, a fraud, he's not telling the truth!"
