That's the opposite. A second-hand Alto actually has the reputation of being with Ferraribe. I'm afraid that even a wheel can't catch up with a car.

Where does this guy get the confidence?

Have you been hit and gone crazy?

Yuan Jin covered her mouth and prevented herself from spitting it out. She almost collapsed after several rounds of rapid speed.

Chen Chong covered his face and realized that he was not Qin Yan's opponent, but Yuan Jin was by his side and could not lose his momentum. He said at the top of his voice: "Boy, are you fucking funny? Don't talk about your intentional brakes, just say that I'm a Ferrari, you are fucking good-looking and I? You should also show off to see how much you weigh."

Yuan Jin also shook his head, but unexpectedly Qin Yan opened his eyes and told lies.

"oh?"

Qin Yan hugged his chest with his hands and said lightly: "You said my car is not valuable, but I want to ask you where is not valuable?"

Chen Chong shivered. Judging from Qin Yan's meaning, he clearly wanted to make a case.

He gritted his teeth, walked to the side of the Alto car, kicked hard, and said indignantly:

"Haha, you have been driving this car for several years, and it is worth a few thousand yuan at most."

"There is also this seat, it's all broken. Look at my Ferrari seat, made of genuine leather, and professional design."

"The biggest advantage of Alto cars is that the trunk is larger, but only poor people use the trunk to hold things, you..."

As he said that, he saw that the trunk of the Alto car had deformed, curled his lips disdainfully, stretched out his hand, and opened the trunk. However, when he saw what was inside, he widened his eyes and his breathing stopped instantly.

"This, this is..."

Oh my god!

Jewelry!
Chapter completed!