Forced to Accept High-End Gear?!
Unlike an ordinary bar, this place was packed with all kinds of hover motorcycles. A huge racing platform filled the open space—not for dancing, but for testing motorcycles. The crowd consisted of motorcycle fanatics. They drank while watching the races and placed bets by buying drinks.
The music thundered through the room. Young people made up most of the patrons, and motorcycle racing suits were everywhere. People chatted freely. It was noisy, but somehow the atmosphere was lively and cheerful. Qin Xiangyi walked up to an attendant and explained why she was...
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