Since moving to the city, Huang Xiaolong hasn't visited a bar yet.
Now, walking in with the young Bai Ping, Huang Xiaolong was getting his first real introduction to bar life.
Flashing lights and deafening heavy-metal music shook one's soul and brought an air of excitement. On stage, a few blonde, blue-eyed foreigners were scantily clad, seductively pole dancing. The dance floor was crowded with people of both sexes, wild with abandon, unleashing their excess hormones.
In some dark corners, people were popping white pills like candies, then shaking their heads in a sort of frenzy. Some couples were even openly engaging in passionate acts.
Well... this was truly the paradise for the fallen!
As soon as Bai Ping entered, she got into the mood, swaying her slim waist to the rhythm of the music. Apparently, she was a regular patron, greeted constantly by various ruffians and young chicks. Some punk kids even tried to grope her, only to be brushed away by an irritated Bai Ping.