The dance floor is filled with men and women dancing recklessly to the powerful music, releasing the stress of the day in the ecstasy.

 

Walking inside along the dim corridor, after a few corners, a quiet private room looks out of place in the noisy environment,.

 

"Two hundred thousand dollars, I only asked you to kidnap her, not kill her, isn't that enough?" Marisa Darcyshook her glass, her tone rather unpleasant.

 

The man across the table raised his glass in a toast and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if it's a human life, but we have to consider her status, right?

 

"Heh, a regular prisoner, but also have...