In the sky, an airplane landed at Las Vegas airport.
Luke walked out of the cabin door, couldn't help but frown slightly. The sunlight in Las Vegas was stronger, so he took out his sunglasses from his pocket and put them on, then walked down the stairs off the plane.
After having a detailed conversation with Orty yesterday, he decided to accept this commission.
At that time, he was still in the excitement period of just buying a car, thinking that Las Vegas was not far from Los Angeles, he might as well drive his newly bought Hellcat to Las Vegas.
However, after a nap, Luke's excitement had largely worn off, so he decided to take it easy and fly instead.
Luke walked to the exit, scanning the crowd, and saw a white male holding a sign that read Mr. Luke Lee.
Luke walked over and greeted, "I'm Luke, are you from Nitro Hotel?"
