The side of the Lamborghini bore a stylized calligraphic "Dragon."
The hood featured a classic image of Wang Yi pointing with his fingers like a gun.
The Lamborghini, decked out with Raptors and Wang Yi imagery, roared up and caught the attention of some Celtics fans downstairs.
When they turned and saw Wang Yi and Raptors imagery all over the Lamborghini, the fans immediately began hurling insults at it.
"This is Celtics territory! Get out of Boston!"
"So what if you can afford a Lamborghini? I'll burn it!"
"This is off-limits to Wang Yi fans! Get out of that car, and I'll beat you till you're crawling!"
A large crowd of fans soon gathered around the Lamborghini.
They pointed at it, shouting insults and threats.
Just then, the Lamborghini came to a smooth stop.
The door opened, and a wealthy young man stepped out, exuding an air of luxury.
He was a young man with an East Asian face.
His hair was dyed red, and he wore a suit. Someone in the car handed him a trench coat and a pair of sunglasses.
He calmly slipped on the black trench coat and sunglasses.
An imposing aura immediately surrounded him.
It was so powerful that the Celtics fans couldn't help but pause in surprise.
But then they grew even angrier and were about to start yelling again.
Just then, the man in the trench coat pulled a hundred-dollar bill from his right pocket.
The Celtics fans around him were puzzled, but their eyes also showed a hint of greed.
After all, these Celtics fans weren't wealthy. Anyone willing to come stir up trouble at four in the morning had to be doing it for that fifty dollars. Who would otherwise give up a good night's sleep to come here and cause