"Damn, Brother Zhou, your wife's entrance is way too showy; she's much more impressive than you," Lin Tian said with a laugh after eyeing the flashy Bugatti Veyron.
He had sharp eyes, and immediately noticed Ou Mengmeng inside the Bugatti Veyron. Come to think of it, he had won this Bugatti Veyron in a race against Futian Shenyi. Had it been shipped over from the mainland?
However, Lin Tian wasn't too fond of such eye-catching car models. An armored car was better—low-key and practical. Despite the Bugatti Veyron's spectacle, if it were to collide with the armored car he drove, the armored car would obliterate the Bugatti Veyron instantly.
The armored car, specially modified for Xiao Manxuan, was so robust and tough that it almost reached the level of an armored personnel carrier used by bomb disposal police units. Against the slender shape of the Bugatti Veyron, it was capable of running it over.
"But I remember this car wasn't red, right?" Lin Tian asked, puzzled.
