When he put down his hand and saw that the motorcycle was still in front of him, Hans' expression changed. It was a mixture of disbelief, excitement, and shock.
Big Quinn went up to pull the motorcycle. He couldn't help but grin. "God, this bike is really heavy. Buddy, give me a hand!"
Godzilla went up to pull the rear of the motorcycle, and the two of them moved it out.
It was a big motorcycle. Even without the magical beast parts welded on the outside, the motorcycle itself was huge. It was about the same size as the Harley that Li Du had bid for in February.
Overall, this motorcycle was naturally more domineering than the Harley. The motorcycle was like a dormant magical beast. There was a beast head hanging on the front of the motorcycle, and the big mouth was inlaid with headlights. It was very domineering.
When the motorcycle was moved out, Hans immediately went up to snatch it. "F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, let me see, let me see!"
Li Du said, "Don't worry, this bike is yours."
"What do you mean?" Hans asked in surprise.
Li Du spread his hands. "You still don't understand what I mean?"
Hans cried out, "This bike is for me?"
Li Du said, "Yes, you like it very much, don't you? According to our agreement, this thing is yours. "
Hans did not stand on ceremony. He lifted his leg and stepped onto the bike. "Don't say anymore, brother, thank you!"
After this domineering motorcycle was carried out of the storage unit, it immediately attracted the attention of many treasure hunters. Everyone stopped cleaning up the storage unit and stopped looking at the fishing machine. They all ran over to look at the motorcycle.
The appearance of the motorcycle was very exaggerated. The whole body had a very obvious metallic luster, and the fierce beast head was raised. There were horns on both sides connected to the rearview mirror, and the front was finely polished scales.
However, the front of the motorcycle was inlaid with a beast head. As the beast head swayed back, it looked more dangerous. If the person on the motorcycle was not careful, they could easily hit it.
The treasure hunters noticed this and first joked about it.
"This sh * t braked suddenly and sent himself straight to the guillotine!"
"Haha, sh * t, just a collision and he stabbed himself to death!"
"What the hell is this thing? You can't brake suddenly, or you'll be stabbed to death! "
"Brake suddenly, the bike is intact, but the person is dead! Cause of death — stabbed to death by motorcycle! "
As they joked, some locals came over. Seeing the motorcycle, one treasure hunter said in surprise, "This is a strange motorcycle? This car is actually parked in the warehouse? "
"Yes, it's an alien motorcycle. It's really an alien motorcycle. Who discovered it?"
"Wow, guys, this is a very bad boy. You have to be careful, don't die for him!"
Li Du asked, "This motorcycle is called the Alien motorcycle? Is this beast an alien? "
A treasure hunter said, "No, it's a monster. Alien is the name given to it because it's too savage. Its owner died because of it."
"Huh?" Li Du was shocked.
The treasure hunter said, "You know, Page is a tourist attraction. Every year, many weird tourists come here. This motorcycle is the masterpiece of a tourist."
"There's something wrong with this guy's brain. He wanted to drive this car through the Antelope Canyon, but he drove too fast and hit a big tree. Pfft! He fell into it."
The treasure hunter gestured for a while, and it was really like what everyone had joked about earlier: the previous owner was stabbed to death by the ostentatious front of the car.
"This incident happened not long ago. It happened two years ago. It was even on the news at the time."
"Oh, right, I remember now. I've also seen this in the news. So this is the Alien motorcycle? Looks like its owner thought it was a bad omen and abandoned it. "
The treasure hunters looked at Li Du and Hans mockingly. They had been envious before, but now that they knew about the sad story of the motorcycle, they were much calmer.
Li Du did not know about this. No wonder the car was left there. However, this motorcycle was really savage. When he first saw the car, he felt that the front of the car was not safe.
Hans asked, "So this car can be driven?"
"It can be driven."
Hearing this, he suddenly smiled. "That's good. Move aside, I want to test it!"
Li Du stopped him and said, "Don't, didn't you hear what they said? The owner of this car died on the front of the car. "
Hans said nonchalantly, "I'll just drive slowly. As long as there's no accident, I'll be fine."
Li Du shook his head. "No, you better cherish your life. I don't want to see our truck become a hearse, and I don't want to bring Hannah to see your dead body the next time I see her!"
Hans saw that he was serious, so he gave in and said, "Okay, brother, I know. I'll really be careful. When I get back, I'll modify the front of the car. Stephen is good at this. We'll cut it and make it safer."
Li Du said, "You better be serious."
Hans said, "Of course, of course. Move aside, I'm just trying it out. Look, the road here is only a few dozen meters. How can I speed up?"
The crowd moved aside, and Hans started the engine. This motorcycle had been parked for almost two years, and the gasoline had long run out. How could it start?
But the engine and the parts were fine. Hans fiddled with it for a while, changing the spark plug, filter, and other parts. Then he added gasoline and started the engine.
Soon, a series of rumbling sounds rang out. "Weng, weng, weng!"
Hans put the engine in first gear and slowly stepped on the accelerator. The motorcycle started moving, and then he quickly switched to second gear. The motorcycle started moving smoothly.
Seeing this, the treasure hunters from Flagstaff applauded excitedly.
"Wow, beautiful!"
"This is a good bike. As long as you pay attention to safety, the bike will be fine!"
"Big Fox, let me try, let me try!"
Li Du saw that Hans and the others were not too bothered by the fact that the motorcycle was a murder scene, so he shrugged and let it go.
The Americans' attitude towards a garage where someone had died was different from that of the Chinese. It was not that they did not mind it at all, but it would not affect them too much.
Especially for the treasure hunters, most of the valuable items they found in the storage units belonged to dead people.
Some people stored valuable items in the storage units, and then passed away due to various reasons. The storage company could not contact the owner, and when the contract expired, the items would be auctioned off.
If the owner of the storage unit was safe and sound, the possibility of giving up the valuable items was very small.
Hence, they had handled too many items from dead people, and were already immune to this aspect.
While Hans and the others were looking at the motorcycle, Li Du and Godzilla continued to clean up the storage unit. Zhang Kai said that there were pastels in there, and he had to find them.
With the help of the little bug, his searching speed was faster. Finally, in a small cabinet at the edge of the storage unit, he found the porcelain!
There were a total of two plates and two vases in the cabinet. The cabinet door was half open. Li Du guessed that the picture Zhang Kai had given him was taken from here.
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