Liu Ming laughed heartily, raising his head, "Oh really, that's interesting. By the way, could you move your little motorcycle aside? It doesn't deserve a parking spot!"
"I'm leaving it here today!" Ye Chen looked at Liu Ming, feeling extremely annoyed.
"Oh wow!"
Hearing this, Liu Ming opened the car door and stepped out.
A few people from the supercars behind followed Liu Ming out.
These people are rich second-generation kids, but not as wealthy as Liu Ming's family, so they usually tag along with him.
Now, Liu Ming's side gathered about five or six people.
They crossed their arms, looking arrogantly invincible!
"Want to fight? If so, I'll oblige!" Ye Chen smiled slightly, appearing very dismissive.
Ye Chen had been fighting since he was young, truly battle-hardened, dealing with these rich kids who only brawl cheaply was no problem.
