The nameless bar

At fouro' clock in the afternoon, Ding Lan drove her Chevrolet to a building in the downtown area of Casabianca.

The building was only two stories tall, and all the doors and windows were sealed. The walls were covered in graffiti, and only half of the neon lights at the gate were left. At first glance, it was a desolate scene with no one.

However, there were many cars parked on the street in front of this desolate building. Moreover, these cars were generally very high-end, such as BMWs and Mercedes Benz.

"Arabs don't drink ..." At this time, amerolla, who was sitting in the front passenger seat of the car, said to Zhao Yu and Zhao Yu in a serious tone,"so, most of the people in this bar are foreigners!"

"Is this really a bar?" Zhao Yu looked at the building suspiciously,"why does it look like an abandoned warehouse?"