【Seven-Colored Rose - Paradise Nightmare】(5)

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-23

Author: shenhou2
Published on May 15, 2016
First published:
Word count: 9757
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Another new chapter, this time less than 10,000 words, mainly for the needs of the plot, Paradise Nightmare
There will be two more updates, but the update time is hard to say. I hope to update once around June 1st.
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Meanwhile, An Fengqiong, leading a large group of pursuers from Golden Paradise, fled the central castle. White Jade Rose
plunged into the dormitory building for the female students of the ballet school, running swiftly through the intricate corridors. Looking around,
the walls were adorned with beautiful posters of ballet dancers. This dormitory area was
the living quarters for Golden Paradise's beginner students, filled with ballet-themed rooms for young girls. An Fengqiong, from a martial arts family
, had loved dance since childhood, and was naturally fascinated by the most noble and elegant ballet performances. As a child, she had secretly
bought adorable white ballet shoes, but her parents confiscated them, claiming they were bad for her foot development, and
the little girl secretly cried.
Feng Qiong had no time to appreciate the rich atmosphere of ballet. Seeing a door
slightly ajar, she pushed it open and rushed in. A white girl with long platinum blonde hair screamed
in surprise. This was the very room where the stunning lead dancer had been diligently practicing her ballet positions in the second-floor classroom.
Feng Qiong pounced like a cat, swiftly subduing the angel beneath her. Carefully
observing the pure and ethereal ballerina, the beautiful An Feng Qiong felt a stirring in her heart.
The young woman, fresh from practice, hadn't yet changed out of her white tulle ballet dress adorned with blue crystals
. Her pure white pleated ballet skirt barely covered her round, developing bottom, and she
wore white stockings and pink round-toed ballet shoes on her delicate feet. An Fengqiong casually grabbed a white
towel and stuffed it into the little ballerina's rosy lips. Then, using a pair of long white stockings from the bed, she
twisted the little angel's arms behind her back and connected them to her two arched ankles, scrambling her way onto her
soft princess bed. "Behave yourself, someone will come to rescue you soon. Big sister is just borrowing your
room for a bit."
After doing all this, Fengqiong sat down in a chair and took a breath. The accommodations at Golden Paradise were excellent; all
the female students had their own private rooms, with each beautiful girl occupying a room. Sitting on the princess bed with its pink sheets, Fengqiong
took out her phone and called Nina at the Seven-Colored Rose headquarters. "President, I've successfully infiltrated
Golden Paradise's network system. Now I can shut down their entire security system from the outside
. What's the next step?" Hearing this news, Feng Qiong felt relieved. "Copy all the data from their network now
, and wait for my next instructions."
Feng Qiong then dialed Mr. Sloan's number. When he heard that he had successfully breached the Golden Paradise Ballet School
's security system, Sloan laughed heartily. "I knew I hadn't misjudged you. Detective An is truly amazing. Seven-
Colored Roses lives up to its world-renowned reputation as a beautiful detective agency. Shut down the power, security, and air conditioning systems in two hours
. Now it's our job. Detective An, you need to retreat quickly." Feng Qiong nodded . "Mr. Sloan, some of my companions may have fallen into Golden Paradise's hands. 　　Could you please take care of them
during your operation ?" 　　"Don't worry, we're all on the same side. Your companions' safety is in the hands of the Puppet Society." Hearing Sloan 　　's assurance, An Feng Qiong felt slightly relieved and issued 　　the order to Nina to shut down all of Golden Paradise's systems in two hours. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor; it seemed Vera and her men were close behind. Having 　　finished her task, the beautiful detective agency president turned off the lights in the room and crouched by the window. "Everyone 　　assemble in the corridor! Intruders have broken in!" Vera's shout came from outside, followed by 　　hurried footsteps and rattling doors in every room. 　　Taking advantage of the noise, Feng Qiong opened a window, flipped over, and landed on the ground. As expected, 　　elite students from Golden Paradise were patrolling outside. This time, An Feng Qiong showed no mercy. She rose, stepped forward, and with several 　　precise hand chopes, knocked the guards to the ground. Then, like the wind, she reached the high wall, threw a grappling hook, and leaped 　　over. Vera and her team searched each room and finally found the little angel, Lilina, bound tightly. Lilina 　　's eyes were red, and she was whimpering. Like a fish leaping into the sea, once outside the Golden Paradise Ballet School 　　campus, it was basically safe. An Fengqiong approached her hidden car. It seemed Tianchuan Siying hadn't returned yet. Just then, 　　Fengqiong's phone rang. 　　It was Monica calling. It turned out that Monica and Julia had been dressed in several layers of clothing and pushed out of 　　the Golden Paradise gates. The two women stared at each other, unsure of where to go next. Monica 　　gritted her teeth and ran, flagging down a passing car and taking Julia back to the small hotel in Maggie Valley. Upon seeing 　　Lavenmila, she immediately called An Fengqiong. Knowing what had happened, Fengqiong was shocked. Christine 　　and Tianchuan Siying had both fallen into the hands of the Golden Hair. She had to venture into this den of thieves again. 　　Sitting in the car, An Fengqiong closed her eyes and silently calculated the time. In two hours, all the ballet school's 　　systems would shut down, and then Sloan's men would move. She would sneak in and rescue them. Tonight 　　, Maggie Valley was destined to be anything but peaceful. Thirty massive trucks, each resembling a towering Optimus Prime, lined up along the mountain road, 　　stretching for hundreds of meters. Each truck was emblazoned with 　　the logos of Walmart, Target, and Publix—a veritable convoy of delivery trucks for a large supermarket. Sitting in the passenger seat of the lead truck 　　, Kahn squinted, his hands rubbing together nervously. Even this seasoned mercenary leader was now feeling a surge 　　of tension; this target was far too large. Kahn glanced back at Mr. Corti Moltke in the back seat, who 　　remained as calm as ever.

Kurt Moltke, a disciple of Master Smith and a descendant of the Prussian military genius Duke Moltke, is considered
the most outstanding successor among the younger generation of the Training Church. With Kurt Moltke as the commander-in-chief of this operation, it's clear the Training Church intends to
achieve its goal in one fell swoop. Mr. Sloan believes that breaking into the Golden Heaven's youth training camp is the beginning of dismantling the Golden Heaven,
directly eradicating the evil seeds of the Golden Heaven in the soil, and also bringing the Training Church a large number of exquisite sex slaves.
The details of the operation have been planned in Kahn's mind for a long time. After confirming that the entire Golden Heaven system was paralyzed
, Kurtke issued the order to move out.
Analyzing the various intelligence reports from the Seven-Colored Rose, Kurtke clearly divided the tasks among the three mercenary groups.
The Black Serpent Mercenary Group, led by Kahn, with the strongest and most experienced force, was responsible for directly attacking the female student dormitories of Golden Heaven,
intending to rape all the Golden Heaven students. The Lock Bird Guard Regiment, responsible for the security of the Grand Knights within the Training Church, had
mediocre combat skills. Koti assigned them to protect vehicles, handle the captured blonde woman
, and prepare for logistics and a rapid retreat.
Koti personally led a third team of elite members of the Puppet Society to directly attack the Central Castle, capturing
the aloof Queen Asila and a group of beautiful instructors from Golden Paradise, along with searching for the whereabouts of the Seven-Colored Rose detective.
As a descendant of the strategic master Moltke, Koti was a natural strategist and commander; his plan
was flawless, awaiting only the call to arms.
The time was three in the morning, the heavy night covering the tranquil campus like a maiden with legs spread wide.
Vera's thorough search yielded nothing, confirming that An Fengqiong had already escaped. Enraged,
Vera returned to her penthouse bedroom. There, she saw a snow-white body, handcuffed and bound, lying quietly on her bed,
awaiting her favor. The sight of her beauty stirred Vera's weary body once more. "Tonight, I'll make you gay,"
she thought. Untying Christine's bound hands, she bent down and kissed her private slave's sweetest rose-colored lips
. Their two fair bodies rubbed against each other, their private parts pressed together, intertwined.
In the interrogation room on the second basement floor, Ashera watched the naked, beautiful swordswoman, Tianchuanji Ying, chained to a high-
backed torture chair. Ashera greatly admired this valiant and brave swordswoman.
After a short rest, she immediately began interrogating the female prisoner, Tianchuanji Ying. "Do you know who you're working for? Answer me."
"Detective law dictates that client information cannot be revealed, and I don't know either. Client
reception at Seven-Colored Rose is not my responsibility," Tianchuanji Ying replied neither servilely nor defiantly. "There's a group of men in the world who believe that we
women are born inferior, sinful, and playthings to be conquered by men. Women are just
toys for men; a woman's body doesn't belong to herself; she must absolutely obey men's control. Female slaves must use perverse
methods to please perverse men. Miss Amagawa Ei, you're working for such an organization."
"That sounds terrifying. But aren't women supposed to obey their husbands? After I get married,
I'll completely obey my husband. As for those perverse things, I believe the man I love wouldn't like them
." In traditional Japanese women's views, obedience to one's husband is almost blind. Coming from a family of kendo practitioners , this young
lady was deeply influenced by such views from a young age. In Amagawa Ei's mind, kneeling to change her husband's
shoes after marriage was perfectly normal.
Seeing the stunningly beautiful woman's calm yet amusing demeanor, Ashra knew there
was no point in continuing their conversation. "I'm curious about your purpose in coming to Golden Paradise. Intelligence, or
something else?" Tianchuanji Ying raised her face, her innocent eyes looking at Ashra. "Intelligence, of course.
Everything about you, and your network control system."
"Then you'll be disappointed. No one can break through Golden Paradise's network. Your mission has failed
." Hearing Ashra's words, Tianchuanji Ying smiled confidently. "There must be someone who can. At least I
know one. And I know my companion is coming to rescue me." As soon as she finished speaking, the door to the torture chamber
was kicked open from the outside, and a stunningly beautiful Chinese woman walked in with remarkable grace. Ashira turned around in terror.
"Who are you? How did you get in? What about the alarm?"
"Dean Ashira, the alarm is off. Let me introduce myself. I'm An Fengqiong,
the president of the Rainbow Rose Detective Agency. Ms. Ashira, you should be more concerned about your students right now. I know there's a fight going on outside
. May I take my employee with me?" Hearing this, Ashira, instantly enraged, screamed and
lunged at the smiling An Fengqiong. The two women fought, Ashira, controlled by anger and fear, frantically attacking
the beautiful woman in front of her, but was quickly subdued by An Fengqiong. An Fengqiong walked up to Tianchuan Siying and
quickly unlocked the torture chair. "Ying, you've suffered. Let's go." Tianchuan Siying gave her a reassuring
smile, quickly grabbed some clothes, and the two women ran out of the room.
Running out of the castle and into the spacious courtyard, Tianchuan Siying saw the iron gates of Golden Paradise wide
open. One after another, enormous trucks, like Optimus Prime, filed in. The trailers opened, and pairs of
mercenaries in black combat suits and helmets rushed out in all directions, guns at the ready. "Who are they? What do they want?"
An Fengqiong hesitated slightly. "I don't know, Ying. Do you know where Christine is?"
"She's probably locked up in the castle too, but not with me. I'm not sure," Ying replied. An Fengqiong
thought for a moment and said, "Let's follow them in and sneak in, looking for a chance to rescue her." The two women
crouched down in a corner. Operation Dancing Shoes went unexpectedly smoothly. The Seven-Colored Rose guards at the gate
saw a pair of bright headlights approaching from a distance and quickly tried to call to report, only to find that communication
had been completely cut off. Then, suddenly, all the power systems in Golden Paradise shut down, and
the electronic lock on the large iron gate clicked open, leaving the gate wide open.
Seeing the approaching convoy, the two blonde guards were at a loss. Kahn was the first to jump out of the car and pounce on
the blonde beauty in front of him. Before the two guards could even raise their guns, Kahn knocked them to the ground with two straight punches
. The mercenaries behind them swarmed forward, handcuffed the two women, twisted their arms behind their backs, and dragged them into the female prisoner's cell.
The train carriage. Kahn pushed open the large iron door. "The hunt begins." With a wave of his hand, the convoy rushed
in, kicking up clouds of dust.
In the dead of night, the female cadets were all fast asleep in their beds, in various positions.
The sudden power outage in the dormitory building went unnoticed. The Black Serpent mercenaries, following Captain Kahn and Vice-
Captain Hannibal, quietly broke into the completely dark girls' dormitory. Using their night-vision goggles, Hannibal kicked open a
room door and rushed into a room filled with girls' clothes. The girl on the bed vaguely heard
a muffled thud, then was violently pulled off the bed. "Make a sound or I'll kill you." A cold gun barrel was pressed against
the back of the blonde beauty's head. The girl was terrified, trembling and unable to utter a word. Wearing pajamas
and barefoot, female students were pushed out of their rooms by their arms twisted
behind their backs. Doors along the corridor opened one by one, and one by one, blonde beauties in pajamas or simple underwear were dragged out by tall men, their feet dragging
on the ground.
The Black Serpent Mercenary Group first entered the Golden Paradise's junior student dormitory area. The girls here
were 16-18 years old, having only taken ballet and music classes. Before the well-trained professional mercenaries,
they were like lambs to the slaughter. Ballet angel Lilina lay resting on her pink sheets,
her hands and feet aching from being tightly bound by her stockings. Fortunately, Instructor Vera had rescued her. Lilina,
her body aching, wore a short silk nightgown, the little angel curled up in a deep sleep.
Kahn gently pushed open the door and went to the bedside. His muscular arms lifted the sleeping girl
, Lilina, awake with a start. In the darkness, a tall figure gripped her. "Who are you? Let
me go!" the platinum angel cried out in terror. Kahn pressed a dagger against the little girl's cheek. "
Make another sound and I'll slit your throat." In the menacing grip of Kahn, Lilina sobbed a few times and was dragged
out of the room.
Outside, in the dim moonlight, the ballerina angel saw her classmates, dressed in various colored pajamas,
being dragged and forced towards a distant truck by burly men. Golden Paradise had been attacked.
Tears streamed down Lilina's face as she thought sadly. With her soft arms held back by Kahn, Lilina
's bare, delicate feet could only stumble as the man behind her forced her towards the huge truck.
The first battle went unexpectedly smoothly, indicating that Golden Paradise's defense system had indeed been completely dismantled.
Kahn handed over Lilina's exquisite body to the Rock Bird Guard.
One by one, the blonde beauties captured by Black Snake were forced to kneel in a row on the grass in the school courtyard, their shoulders pressed down. Rock Bird guards bound
their delicate arms behind their backs with steel handcuffs. For this operation, the Rock Bird Guard
had specially crafted a batch of the smallest handcuffs to restrain the blonde girls' extremely slender wrists. Then,
strong hands pried open the ballet beauties' mouths and stuffed red gags into them, before the captured
girls were thrown into the back of several trucks specifically for transporting female prisoners.
Kahn led the Black Serpent mercenary group into the female cadets' dormitory building again, this time focusing their attack on the
intermediate cadet area on the second floor. After the earlier commotion, the female cadets in the upstairs rooms were awakened.
Elite cadet Lola Bruce was extremely vigilant; after capturing those beautiful spies earlier that day, Lola knew
something was about to happen. Although she had complete confidence in Golden Paradise's security system, Lola Bruce
remained fully clothed on her bed, resting with her eyes closed, unable to fall asleep. Hearing hurried footsteps
and girls' cries from the first floor, Lola's heart skipped a beat. She quickly pressed the alarm button beside her bed, but there
was no response. Reaching for the light switch at the foot of the bed, she found the power was completely cut off.
Realizing that Golden Paradise's security system had been completely shut down, the elite captain knew something was wrong.
He jumped out of bed and loudly urged the female cadets on all floors to evacuate immediately. A group of barefoot
blonde beauties followed Captain Laura Bruce running towards the emergency evacuation route. Meanwhile, Kahn's men had already stormed
into the rooms on the second floor. The intermediate-level trainees, trained in combat, were not so easy to deal with.
Every mercenary who rushed into a room to capture someone encountered fierce resistance. Although
the girls emerging from their warm beds were only wearing thin pajamas and had no weapons, the intermediate-level trainees still grabbed
anything they could throw and hurled it at the wolves attacking them. "Fuck, get out! Ah, I'll kill you!"
"Bitch, if you move again I'll shoot! Kneel down, freeze!" The girls' curses and the mercenaries
' roars echoed in the corridor. Before the operation, Kahn had given strict orders: no shooting was allowed unless absolutely necessary, and all
the blonde bitches were to be captured alive. The female trainees knew all too well what fate awaited them in the hands of the training camp—
a fate worse than death. So they fought back frantically against the guns, clinging to
the hope of escape if they could just break out of the room.
Several nimble intermediate trainees pushed open doors and ran barefoot down the corridor.
At the end of the elite trainees' quarters on the third floor was a Golden Paradise emergency evacuation route, specifically for handling emergencies. The second-floor dormitory corridor was
bustling with activity. Kahn kicked open a door, and a pink ballet shoe flew towards him. Kahn ducked
, then lunged towards the bedside in the darkness. The blind female trainee flailed wildly with a pillow, and a
water glass came crashing down on her. After a few rounds, the mercenary leader struck the blonde beauty on the back of the head with the butt of his rifle. The girl fell
to the ground, and Kahn dragged the prisoner out of the room.
This time, the harvest was much worse. Several mercenaries grabbed the slender blonde beauty and dragged her towards the truck
, the girl's cries and kicks carried far away by the mountain wind. Bruce had just escorted a group of elite trainees to
the entrance of the emergency evacuation tunnel when several more mid-level trainees, looking panicked, ran up from a distance. "
What's the situation down there? Who else escaped?" A beautiful blonde Slavic girl, drenched in sweat,
said in a tearful voice, "Senior, so many of our sisters down there have been captured! It's terrifying! Luckily, I was quick-witted and managed to
escape in the chaos."
Bruce nodded, his heart bleeding. What was bound to happen would happen; he wondered how many of his sisters would fall to this night.
She was swallowed by a hungry wolf. "You guys quickly escort the junior girls into the emergency exit and evacuate to a safe place. I'm going
downstairs to check the situation. If I don't return in fifteen minutes, lock the entrance to the emergency exit from the inside."
Lola Bruce gritted her teeth and made up her mind. "Senior, you can't go! There are their people down there,
it's too dangerous," said the elite student beside her.
"I know, but I have to try if I can save one of my sisters. It's my responsibility as the captain."
With that, Bruce ran downstairs without looking back. The second floor was in complete chaos. The intermediate students and
the mercenaries who had captured them were fighting. Several mercenaries were firing their guns at the ceiling, but they couldn't control the situation.
In front of Lola, a mercenary was forcing a struggling girl towards the door. The girl's arms were twisted behind
her back, and she was struggling as she was dragged forward step by step. Lola leaped high,
launching a flying kick straight at the mercenary's face. A fragrant breeze wafted behind her head as the mercenary tossed his head aside, her powerful bare foot slamming
into his shoulder, sending him tumbling away.
Bruce grabbed the girl, "Run! To the emergency evacuation route! There are people there to meet you." The girl gratefully
looked up at the valiant Lola, then sprinted upstairs. The stairwell was chaotic. Hannibal
spotted the striking Lola Bruce immediately, leering as he lunged at the female captain. As the most outstanding
elite captain among the elite trainees, Bruce's abilities surpassed all the girls in the Golden Hair Training Camp. However,
against a true professional mercenary, the tall, ballet-like beauty Lola Bruce was far less capable.
Watching Hannibal relentlessly advance, Bruce panted heavily, swinging her arms and retreating step by step. She could only
parry; it was only a matter of time before she was subdued and captured. In that critical moment, a
blonde beauty rushed out from the side and frantically pounced on Hannibal, who had cornered Bruce. "Senior,
run!" The brave girl grabbed Hannibal's arm and bit down. Hannibal howled in pain and slammed
the girl against the wall. Bruce used this brief opening to run away. Out of the corner of his eye
, he saw the girl pinned against the wall with her hands tied behind her back, still shouting, "Senior, run! Run
!"
Fighting back tears, Lola Bruce ran to the entrance of the emergency exit. Seeing
the menacing men closing in behind her, Bruce slammed the round iron gate shut and locked it. Then,
the female captain collapsed to her knees and cried out. For everyone's safety, the sisters outside had lost all
hope of escape.
Koti Moltke led the Puppet Guild's top trainers through the gates of the central castle with great fanfare.
Koti glanced at the hall's decorations and smiled happily; he had finally arrived in person. The well-trained trainers
dispersed directly into the various rooms of the castle, each with their own target to capture. Several of the Puppet Guild's elites
headed straight for the castle's basement, where a big fish awaited them. The entrance to the basement had already
been sent by the Seven-Colored Rose. Entering the torture chamber on the third basement level, when they saw the beautiful Dean
Asila lying helplessly on the blue brick floor, the Puppet Guild men let out wolfish lewd laughs. It was effortless;
Asila, subdued by An Fengqiong, didn't even have the strength to get up. She struggled to stand, but her aching
abdomen and numb legs prevented her from doing so. Asila stared at
the Puppet Guild trainers with bloodshot eyes as they approached with lewd grins. The despairing Dean Asila hissed in resentment.
"What a stunning beauty! Her figure is perfect. What
would it feel like to have those strong, long legs draped over a man's shoulders? Only conquering a blonde slut like that would be truly satisfying," someone laughed. "I heard she's also
quite skilled in ballet. We could form a ballet troupe of blonde sluts and have them sell their bodies while dancing ballet."
The men in the room laughed lewdly. Two thugs came over, leering as they pulled Asherah's tall, muscular body
up, twisted her supple arms behind her back, and snapped them shut with sturdy steel handcuffs. Then, a
trainer knelt down, grabbed Asherah's ankles, and pulled off her long leather boots that covered her calves
, revealing her warm, fleshy feet clad in black stockings that barely reached her ankles. Her black-stockinged feet stepped directly onto the cold ground
, exuding the sensual scent of a mature woman's feet. Female captives have no right to wear shoes, and Asherah was thus
taken away in shame.
In the sixth-floor bedroom, Vera raised Christine's pencil-straight legs high, her
two snow-white, delicate feet pressed together. Vera buried her face in Christine's arches, gently licking
the most delicate and sensitive soles of her feet with her tongue, the tip moving upwards to the ten rounded, jade-like toes. She then
gently bit the fullest big toe. Being licked and played with like this by a cold, beautiful woman
, Christine's cheeks flushed, and she gasped softly. Their wet lower bodies were still
tightly connected by a double-headed penis, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
The bedroom door was kicked open forcefully, and a Scandinavian man carrying a small-caliber rifle walked in. "
Ladies, having a good time, huh? Don't move, Relax. I don't want to hurt you.
Slowly separate, hands up, above your heads." Vera looked at the gun pointed at her, her expression
blank, as if still immersed in the pleasure of sex. She obediently raised her hands above her head, and
slowly separated from Christine, along with the double-headed dragon's erotic genitals. During this time, the man's gun remained pointed at Vera's head. "Miss
, you're Detective Christine from Seven-Colored Roses, right? Don't be afraid, we're from the Puppet Guild, we're on the same side.
Mr. Sloan sent us to rescue you. Can you still walk?" The Puppet Guild had already seen photos of several female detectives during their operation that night
. The man spoke while intently staring at Vera with his gun raised.
Christine nodded weakly, slowly shifting her limp body, trying to get out of bed and
move towards the man. "Miss Mountbatten, you can put your clothes on now. The hallway is full of our Puppet Guild members."
Christine forced a smile, then suddenly stumbled forward, grabbing the man tightly and slamming him to the ground.
"Run, Vera, run!" Caught off guard, the man was pinned to the ground by Christine's all-out tackle.
The rifle muzzle instantly pointed at the ceiling. Seeing this sudden turn of events, Vera, kneeling on the bed with her hands raised,
slammed into the glass window like a cannonball, shattering the glass and flying out.
"Fuck, what are you doing, you bitch?" The man and Christine rolled around together, and it took him five
minutes to finally throw the exhausted Christine aside. The puppeteer rushed to the window
and looked out; Vera had already run quite a distance along the undulating castle eaves. "Damn it, I'll kill you, bitch !" His prize gone, the enraged man turned and 　　slammed the butt of his rifle down
on Christine's panting body. 　　"Sir, I suggest you put down your gun and don't hurt my employees, or you'll suffer a terrible fate, 　　I promise." An Fengqiong and Tianchuan Siying entered the room one after the other. "You're all in cahoots, you 　　treacherous bitches! Don't come any closer, don't come any closer, I'm going to shoot!" The man, his face flushed, backed away, pointing his gun 　　at An Fengqiong's chest. Tianchuan Siying pulled out her recovered bamboo sword from behind her back, bending down to deliver a 　　fatal blow. 　　"Everyone stop! Put down your gun!" Mr. Koti 　　arrived just in time with several of the Puppet Society's men. "Mr. Koti, your men attempted to attack my employees. I'm going to protest to Mr. Sloan and reassess whether Seven-Colored Rose should continue its cooperation with the Puppet Society." An Fengqiong 　　coldly uttered these words 　　to the handsome German man . "It's just a misunderstanding, President An. You also need to restrain your employees so they don't 　　interfere with us. Let's just let this matter rest." Koti interrupted his subordinate's angry roar. An Fengqiong and Tianchuan 　　Siying helped Christine's limp body up, one on each side. "Okay, let it go with the wind. I hope 　　to receive the Puppet Association's payment within a week." 　　"As you wish, President An, I won't see you off any further." Watching the three women's retreating figures, the furious 　　Scandinavian man erupted, "Mr. Koti, just letting them go like that? Without that bitch, I would have caught Vera 　　!" Koti's blue pupils contracted. "Enough, you piece of trash! They're not even on our side! 　　You weren't careful at all, but they're still useful now." Koti narrowed his eyes. "An Fengqiong, this Chinese 　　woman is not simple." 　　In the conference room at the headquarters of the Seven Colors Rose International Detective Agency in Brooklyn, New York, Christine Mountbatten 　　angrily pointed at An Fengqiong's nose across the table and shouted, "An, do you know what you've done 　　? Do you know what kind of business you've taken? Are you crazy? I'm working with the devil, a devil who specializes in humiliating women 　　. Tell me, why did you do this?" An Fengqiong sat calmly in the swivel chair in the center of the conference room, showing 　　no sign of urgency. "Of course I'm not crazy, Christine. I think you've been a bit mentally unstable since you came back 　　. You should see a psychologist. Did you experience something in Golden Paradise?" 　　Looking at Christine's face, which flushed and paled intermittently, An Fengqiong raised her delicate eyebrows and slowly said, 　　"You ask what I did? I did a good job and earned 3 million US dollars. With that money, 　　the detective agency can pay rent and salaries. And all the sisters earned money; each of them received 200,000 　　dollars. Christine, tell me, if I hadn't done this job, how 　　would Rainbow Rose pay rent? Who would pay your salaries? How would we live? As the president, I have to be responsible for Rainbow Rose's future." 　　An Fengqiong spoke with conviction. "I don't object to making money, but the money you make is tainted, causing many girls to become 　　sex slaves, living a life worse than death. You are aiding and abetting evil. An Fengqiong, you have turned women into men's slaves. This does not 　　conform to the universal values of equality and universal love, it does not conform to the kind nature of human beings, it does not conform to the laws of the country, and my 　　faith makes me unable to accept such dirty money." Christine roared these words. 　　An Fengqiong laughed. "My noble knight lady, in Seven-Colored Rose, talk less about ideologies and more about making money 　　. I am Chinese. A great Chinese man once said, 'It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it 　　's a good cat.' I've made money, so I'm a good cat, no matter what kind of money it is. Don't talk to me about universal 　　values; that's Western deception. I don't believe in it. There are no universal values in this world. 　　Don't talk to me about faith. I, An Fengqiong, have no faith, and Chinese people don't need faith. Since Lin Biao's downfall, 　　China has stopped believing. Christine, if Golden Hair Paradise hired us to deal with the Church of Jesus, would we be righteous 　　? Business is business! Human nature is selfish, the world is cruel. 　　Seven-Colored Rose allows you to earn enough money to live a decent life in this cruel world." 　　Looking at the speechless British noblewoman, An Fengqiong smoothed her hair behind her ear and softened her tone, saying: 　　"Alright, no more arguing. Everyone did their best this time, and I think everyone will reap a generous reward. 　　Mariana, distribute the bonuses to everyone. Sisters, we can shop to our hearts' content!" The mention 　　of shopping instantly enlivened the previously oppressive meeting room. "I already have a client contacting me for the next deal 　　, and it's a very easy transaction, I guarantee it," An Fengqiong said with a mysterious smile. 　　After the meeting, each of the Seven-Colored Roses' beautiful detectives received a substantial reward. Christine 　　blushed and put her own reward into her purse—who would turn down money? After the meeting, everyone gradually 　　left, leaving only An Fengqiong and Wei Xue in the meeting room. "Xue Xue, we have 　　someone with blond hair in our detective agency." Hearing this, Wei Xue was startled, but looking at An Fengqiong's expression, she knew she wasn't joking. 　　"Sister Qiong, are you sure? Who is it?" An Fengqiong frowned. "I don't know who it is either. It's definitely not 　　you. As for who it is, aren't you worried? But she'll definitely slip up eventually." An Fengqiong 　　smiled slightly and made a downward gesture.

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