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Entering the garage that house all of Yue Ling's auto babies, the sensor lights automatically turns on and illuminates a bright light inside the place.

All her vehicles parked nicely in neat rows. However, before going over to them, she walks towards one of the walls that had multiple rows of shelves.

She picks up a black backpack and puts it on before picking up a black full-face helmet that had a matte finishing touch.

Holding the helmet in one arm, she turns back to look at the other three men. Her other hand slightly raise in gesture to the shelves now behind her.

"Grab a backpack and pick whichever one you want."

Not needing to be told a second time, Lin Hui clasps his palms together and rubs them together as he snickers like an evil mastermind. He stares at the many rows of motorcycle helmets like a greedy old man who had finally found gold.

"Don't mind if I do."