Si Qing cursed in a low voice. Bo Yunli's reaction was much calmer, only frowning slightly.
The two cars slowly stopped.
The sports car that was parked in front of them had the smooth lines of a racing car.
Si Qing listened carefully to the sound of the car.
It had been modified.
The sound of the engine burning money.
The buttons of Rock's suit jacket were unbuttoned, and his sleeves were rolled up and placed on the window.
He had the standard looks of a City Z local, but he was still fairer than most people in City Z, and his facial features were more delicate.
In addition, he was wearing a very expensive outfit.
He was quite good at bluffing.
He raised his chin and shouted at Bo Yunli and Si Qing, " "You're a friend from China. The prices in City Z are very high, do you have enough money? I can lend you some if it's not enough?"
"F * ck, where did this idiot come from?" Si Qing sneered.
