Jiangzhou city center.
Outside the warehouse of Zuo Yingjie, the twins, these two guys are standing in front of the black ink Lamborghini in front of the door, each of them holding a bucket of instant noodles, one is sauerkraut flavor, one is pepper flavor, and they are glut themselves with delicacies.
"tut-tut, this car is awesome, soooooo dope!"
The senior one drinks a bowl of soup and praised.
"It is dope. However, I think the last Ferrari of Feng is more dope. The dark blue color is a deep and charming charm. "
The junior went to the left side of Lamborghini, looked into the window, couldn't see what is inside the window, and could only see his stupid face.
"Why I am twins with you, you don't have any taste. This price of the Lambo can buy dozens of Ferraris that day. It's really sad that you have a terrible taste."
The senior one looked at his twin brother.
