Liang Tian glared at them with his eyes, "Haven't the two of you also not brought out your best cars?"
Qin Jingchen tilted his chin slightly, all the lights at the venue turned on, and at the gate, Qin Hai and Qin He were getting out of the front of the truck.
They pulled open the rear seats of the truck, and a motorcycle appeared in everyone's view.
The beautiful streamline model, the incomparable dazzling black shone brilliantly in the dark. When the light fell on it, it seemed to absorb all the radiance, with only itself still shimmering.
The motorcycle was brought over, and Jiang Zhe reached out to touch it before nodding his head, "Not bad."
He Zizhou and Liang Tian's jaws dropped in shock. This is called 'not bad'?
