Mr. Zhao sighed, twisted his fingers as if he wanted to grind them to dust as he carefully explained. But seeing the slight furrow in Zhou Ning's brows, he quickly lowered his voice and just laughed instead.
"To put it simply, my initial judgment was wrong. This car might not look impressive, and you'd even think it's cobbled together from different parts, but from the width and diameter of the tires, especially after hearing the sound of this engine, and analyzing some other details, this car might not be inferior to a million-dollar BMW. To be blunt, it's a custom-built vehicle using top-of-the-line components from various brands."
This discovery surprised everyone. Fang Mu waved his hand and glanced at the awkward fisherman beside him.
