At two o'clock in the morning, the Misery Club.
As usual, there were all kinds of men and women gathered, whether it was a box seat or a ballroom, there were almost no empty seats. The deafening DJ music, the dazzling lights, the huge dance floor, the exorcist dances, everyone was dancing, venting their loneliness and the most primitive desires.
There seemed to be something strange tonight, because men dressed in black suits and sunglasses stood around the hall every five or six steps, forming a form of encirclement.
The Misery Club was not small, and there were quite a few people upstairs and downstairs. With just one sight at these people, the customers could know that this group of people was powerful and it seemed that they belonged to the Joan family.
Those with sharp eyes had alr
