C49 Intelligent Scanning

The short man saw a black sports car parked not far away and could not understand what brand it was. He pointed at the tall man. "That car —"

"Yours?" The tall one took out a folding knife from his pocket and waved it in front of Qi Haoming.

Qi Haoming replied calmly, "It's mine, but it's rented out for two hundred yuan a day."

"Heh, you're pretty good, kid. Sigh, that's not right