Lao Wu felt a bit bewildered. Before he could think it through, he was already being dragged by Si Cong to follow Lin Wu to the garage.
As soon as they arrived at the garage, they saw a dozen supercars looking particularly imposing under the lights.
"Wow, this is so cool!" Lao Wu couldn't contain his excitement, feeling completely overwhelmed.
"Ah, even though I've seen them several times, every time I see these luxury cars, I feel a special excitement, always imagining tearing around the racetrack a few laps. Too bad..." Si Cong said, running his hand over the body of a Lamborghini Veneno, as if caressing the delicate skin of a beautiful woman.
"Hey, Lao Wu, here are the keys. Take a look at whichever one you like!" Lin Wu approached with a box full of car keys.
Si Cong wasn't shy at all. Even though he had a similar car of his own, he couldn't resist experiencing it again.
Seeing this, Old Wu also picked up a key to admire.