No one can afford the strongest system in the city

After hearing this, Ling Han stretched out his hand to Pete.

"Since you are so good, pay back the money now."

Pete faltered in the next second, he looked at Ling Han with a look of astonishment, panicked in his heart.

He thought to himself, it was hard for him to get rid of those debt collectors, who would have thought that now he would meet such a big creditor as Ling Han again.

"I, I really don't have any money right now, as you can see, I'm so down and out that I don't have any money to refuel, you, just give me a few more days."

After hearing this, Ling Han couldn't help snorting.

Who would have thought that the car god, who was so popular for a while, would end up in this situation in the end.

The car god's life is not easy, and now he can't even afford to fill up the gas.

Ling Han smiled slightly, looked at Pete, and continued: "Well, I have a good idea, I wonder if you want to hear it?"

Pete had a flash in his mind, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, Ling Han, although you are my creditor, you'd better make it clear to me, don't touch my racing car, even if I die poor, my car can't be sold."

Maybe that's why Pete is so poor.

His money is heavily invested in tracks and sports cars, but he himself has lost the ability to make money.

His family business business is getting worse and worse.

And his hobby of burning money is still going on.

Over time, he can only be reduced to living by usury.

Ling Han looked at him coldly, and said every word like ice: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your sports car at all, your car is still yours."

Pete seemed to think of something again, raised his eyes to look at Ling Han and continued: "You, you have taken a fancy to my fifth warehouse?"

Ling Han nodded furiously: "Yes, I want to buy your fifth warehouse."

When Pete heard this, he nodded again and again: "No, no, this fifth warehouse is the same as my sports car, and I won't sell it no matter what."

"Okay, if you don't want to sell them all, then wait for the people from the underground bank to come to you."

Pete was caught in a dilemma at this time.

He really couldn't make a choice between his favorite sports car and the fifth warehouse that he had painstakingly built.

He fell into deep thought. He has feelings for the fifth warehouse. He has been racing here for several years, and he is obsessed with it.

After a moment of contemplation, Pete finally made a decision.

"Not for sale, the fifth warehouse can't sell anything, and besides, if the warehouse is sold, where do I put my car?"

In the end, what he cared about was his sports car.

Ling Han smiled knowingly, and continued: "Don't worry, even if I buy the fifth warehouse, I will still leave a parking space for you, and there will be someone to look after it."

After hearing this, Pete shook his head again: "Even if you talk about it, I won't sell it."

Pete didn't know where the courage came from, he was like a coward before, and now he started to refute Ling Han for the fifth warehouse and the sports car.

Ling Han breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the silly Pete, smiled lazily and said, "I will buy your fifth warehouse for [-] million."

After hearing this, Pete curled up the corners of his lips, and there was even more contempt in his eyes.

"One hundred million, heh, Ling Han, what are you thinking? Have I never seen money? I am short of money, but I have never paid attention to this one hundred million."

Up to now, Pete still likes to talk big and brag.