His Highness Sphinx... will be punished if he falsely reports the price he can't afford.
Faced with Ms. Orphee's doubts, Sphinx was calm and clamped out a small glittering card with his fingers, saying with a jokey smile: This is a new bank card in the bank. You can afford it. You can see if your company's employees are as sluggish as you, and the business will not last long.
Ms. Orfe's eyes were very calm, and the technological equipment on her body automatically analyzed all the information of the bank card in front of her. As the information data was quickly obtained, Ms. Orfe's arrogant mentality gradually could not be suppressed.
It’s not a system failure, nor is there any signs of hacker intrusion. The income channel is normal. Her income source for such an abnormal increase is... Wu Wu!?
The blonde's gloomy eyes suddenly widened, with an incredible look of shock, turned his head and looked into a direction in the huge new city of Constantinople...
The colonial actions of the Star Sea mediators did not consider the mood of the local indigenous people, and directly sought to bring their interstellar corporate culture to this ignorant city in the most extreme, efficient and rapid way. It would probably take ten or twenty years, or even longer to allow the residents here to truly accept the incredible interstellar culture.
Neon lights are twinkling, lights are red and wine are green, and the ancient brick and stone palace is covered with alien building materials become dazzling.
Ancient professional places such as casinos and brothels continue to openly operate after putting a layer of civilized shell.
Poor gamblers buy drunk with wine, while exposed-dressed prostitutes stand on the street to engage in prostitution without shame.
As an agent of Xinghai Mediator, the Sea Angel Church has added new elements of modernization to this historic charity by distributing addictive drugs to the poor who cannot afford to eat and providing injection sites for free.
Whether the residents of this world really accept this sudden upheaval, at least the appearance of New Constantinople has been trained to be somewhat beautiful.
She looked like a sick concubine in the deep boudoir of the cold palace of the Empire, who was wearing gorgeous clothes but old and yellow, was caught for plastic surgery, shaping, and taking hormones and taking medicine, forcibly younger than 20 years younger. She stripped naked in her imperial concubine's gorgeous clothes and replaced it with sexy underwear, forced to smile and dance with steel pipes. She was gang-raped by more than a dozen rough men and swore surrendered and soldiered the country. She recorded this lewd image of the collapse of the ceremony and music for the whole world to appreciate.
The colonists of the Star Sea mediators did not bring order, and they did not intend to bring order. Luxury auctions, super casinos, large brothels, game halls, modern banks, and stock exchanges belonging to aliens were like lonely islands floating on the sea.
Beyond the island of Paradise, there is a dark and unmodernized indigenous houses. In the disorderly chaos, gangs have risen one by one. In order to compete for the little resources in the disorderly sea of disorder, they have burned their humanity, morality, and rules like slum buildings, becoming the game material for the residents of Paradise to have fun...
To this day, the shattered glass and the screaming sound of the crowd have broken the daily hustle and bustle of the Constantinople Stock Exchange.
The sloppy and tall gang gangster screamed and swung his big axe, shattering the glass at the gate of the stock exchange, and shouted in a sharp voice: Sisters, it’s time to eat!
The barbaric war cry sounded from all directions of the stock exchange, and countless hideous shadows appeared in the dark alleys, awakening the deep fear of the imperial people's large-scale invasion of the barbarians in the north.
The invasion of stupid natives has never been a big problem for the colonists of the Star Sea Mediators. The surveillance module installed with biosensing modules is on guard against the movements around the colonists' buildings for 24 hours. The powerful firepower of the automatic machine gun turret is enough to awaken the escape instincts of barbaric creatures. One month of emergency training indigenous security guards wearing slave collars are enough to knock down powerful warriors with their guns in their hands. As long as the on-duty exchange manager presses the button, the ordinary colonist building will instantly block the entire circle into an impenetrable fortress until nearby security drones gather to drive out the indigenous people.
However, nothing that should have happened happened, and the biological surveillance did not send an alarm. The savage and ignorant gang female gangsters raised the original weapons in their hands, running one by one through the silent automatic machine gun turret. The exchange manager, who was the colonists, desperately pressed the emergency blockade of the alarm device until the savage and tall female gangsters broke through the glass one by one, and the protective steel plate that could not be destroyed by the direct strike of the shells was never put down.
The indigenous security guards who were in urgent training for a month and were still wearing slave collars were at a loss as they held up advanced weapons that could easily tear the flesh and blood in their hands. Some slaves who cleaned up, ordinary stock investors who came in to trade stocks, and ordinary people who were usually visible suddenly looked fierce, and they raised the heavy objects in their hands and attacked from behind. In an instant, the security guards of the entire bank were subdued.
The tall female gangster raised her hammer and stepped on the stage and shouted: This territory is occupied by our Four Gods Gang!
During the month of the upheaval of Constantinople, the biggest newly emerging gang was a four-god gang composed of laid-off personnel from the Royal Guards as the main cadres. These northern barbarians who believed in pagan evil gods were hired by the first princess to suppress slaves during the Spartacus rebellion, replacing the original orthodox Royal Guards, and were then controlled by the legendary rise of the usurpation of the Dragon Lord Sphinx.
After Sphinx disappeared with his people and his house and the imperial capital ushered in a tremendous upheaval, the barbarian female warriors who were laid off collectively and lost their constraints once again started to fight for the family and rob. The barbarian women from tribes admired power and could only solve problems with violence. They were familiar with the life of the imperial capital after the drastic upheaval and were very happy, and soon became the largest gang in the slums of Constantinople.
When Sphinx sneaked back to the imperial capital, he fucked these unruly female barbarians up and down and then he was considered to be punished and obeyed them.
The huge stock exchange fell instantly under the ignorant inseparable relationship. The exchange manager sat on the chair tremblingly, trying not to show his timidity in front of the stupid inseparable.
Facing the female gangster who was walking towards him with a grim smile, the exchange manager squirmed in his throat, calmed down for a moment, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, saying: This is the stock exchange, I don’t have money to grab it for you.
The foolish indigenous female gangster laughed and said to the manager: Is that true?Then what are you doing here?
The female gangster punched the manager to the ground, and the stock investors and employees present screamed in fear, and curled up in the corner under the control of the female gangsters.
A female gangster shouted at the door: Ms. Aniece, he said the stock exchange has no money to rob us.
A female gangster frowned and asked in a sceptical manner: For the sake of the boss of Sphinx, you didn't lie to us, right?
At this time, an elegant and holy blonde girl, who had a completely different pure existence from the sloppy and rough barbarian gangsters, walked into this magnificent stock exchange.
Please rest assured that today's gains are definitely worth your efforts.
The eighth-level battle angel who arrived in the form of a mortal, the planner of this shocking robbery on the stock exchange, Annie, wearing a simple white dress, came to them.
Faced with Ms. Orphee's doubts, Sphinx was calm and clamped out a small glittering card with his fingers, saying with a jokey smile: This is a new bank card in the bank. You can afford it. You can see if your company's employees are as sluggish as you, and the business will not last long.
Ms. Orfe's eyes were very calm, and the technological equipment on her body automatically analyzed all the information of the bank card in front of her. As the information data was quickly obtained, Ms. Orfe's arrogant mentality gradually could not be suppressed.
It’s not a system failure, nor is there any signs of hacker intrusion. The income channel is normal. Her income source for such an abnormal increase is... Wu Wu!?
The blonde's gloomy eyes suddenly widened, with an incredible look of shock, turned his head and looked into a direction in the huge new city of Constantinople...
The colonial actions of the Star Sea mediators did not consider the mood of the local indigenous people, and directly sought to bring their interstellar corporate culture to this ignorant city in the most extreme, efficient and rapid way. It would probably take ten or twenty years, or even longer to allow the residents here to truly accept the incredible interstellar culture.
Neon lights are twinkling, lights are red and wine are green, and the ancient brick and stone palace is covered with alien building materials become dazzling.
Ancient professional places such as casinos and brothels continue to openly operate after putting a layer of civilized shell.
Poor gamblers buy drunk with wine, while exposed-dressed prostitutes stand on the street to engage in prostitution without shame.
As an agent of Xinghai Mediator, the Sea Angel Church has added new elements of modernization to this historic charity by distributing addictive drugs to the poor who cannot afford to eat and providing injection sites for free.
Whether the residents of this world really accept this sudden upheaval, at least the appearance of New Constantinople has been trained to be somewhat beautiful.
She looked like a sick concubine in the deep boudoir of the cold palace of the Empire, who was wearing gorgeous clothes but old and yellow, was caught for plastic surgery, shaping, and taking hormones and taking medicine, forcibly younger than 20 years younger. She stripped naked in her imperial concubine's gorgeous clothes and replaced it with sexy underwear, forced to smile and dance with steel pipes. She was gang-raped by more than a dozen rough men and swore surrendered and soldiered the country. She recorded this lewd image of the collapse of the ceremony and music for the whole world to appreciate.
The colonists of the Star Sea mediators did not bring order, and they did not intend to bring order. Luxury auctions, super casinos, large brothels, game halls, modern banks, and stock exchanges belonging to aliens were like lonely islands floating on the sea.
Beyond the island of Paradise, there is a dark and unmodernized indigenous houses. In the disorderly chaos, gangs have risen one by one. In order to compete for the little resources in the disorderly sea of disorder, they have burned their humanity, morality, and rules like slum buildings, becoming the game material for the residents of Paradise to have fun...
To this day, the shattered glass and the screaming sound of the crowd have broken the daily hustle and bustle of the Constantinople Stock Exchange.
The sloppy and tall gang gangster screamed and swung his big axe, shattering the glass at the gate of the stock exchange, and shouted in a sharp voice: Sisters, it’s time to eat!
The barbaric war cry sounded from all directions of the stock exchange, and countless hideous shadows appeared in the dark alleys, awakening the deep fear of the imperial people's large-scale invasion of the barbarians in the north.
The invasion of stupid natives has never been a big problem for the colonists of the Star Sea Mediators. The surveillance module installed with biosensing modules is on guard against the movements around the colonists' buildings for 24 hours. The powerful firepower of the automatic machine gun turret is enough to awaken the escape instincts of barbaric creatures. One month of emergency training indigenous security guards wearing slave collars are enough to knock down powerful warriors with their guns in their hands. As long as the on-duty exchange manager presses the button, the ordinary colonist building will instantly block the entire circle into an impenetrable fortress until nearby security drones gather to drive out the indigenous people.
However, nothing that should have happened happened, and the biological surveillance did not send an alarm. The savage and ignorant gang female gangsters raised the original weapons in their hands, running one by one through the silent automatic machine gun turret. The exchange manager, who was the colonists, desperately pressed the emergency blockade of the alarm device until the savage and tall female gangsters broke through the glass one by one, and the protective steel plate that could not be destroyed by the direct strike of the shells was never put down.
The indigenous security guards who were in urgent training for a month and were still wearing slave collars were at a loss as they held up advanced weapons that could easily tear the flesh and blood in their hands. Some slaves who cleaned up, ordinary stock investors who came in to trade stocks, and ordinary people who were usually visible suddenly looked fierce, and they raised the heavy objects in their hands and attacked from behind. In an instant, the security guards of the entire bank were subdued.
The tall female gangster raised her hammer and stepped on the stage and shouted: This territory is occupied by our Four Gods Gang!
During the month of the upheaval of Constantinople, the biggest newly emerging gang was a four-god gang composed of laid-off personnel from the Royal Guards as the main cadres. These northern barbarians who believed in pagan evil gods were hired by the first princess to suppress slaves during the Spartacus rebellion, replacing the original orthodox Royal Guards, and were then controlled by the legendary rise of the usurpation of the Dragon Lord Sphinx.
After Sphinx disappeared with his people and his house and the imperial capital ushered in a tremendous upheaval, the barbarian female warriors who were laid off collectively and lost their constraints once again started to fight for the family and rob. The barbarian women from tribes admired power and could only solve problems with violence. They were familiar with the life of the imperial capital after the drastic upheaval and were very happy, and soon became the largest gang in the slums of Constantinople.
When Sphinx sneaked back to the imperial capital, he fucked these unruly female barbarians up and down and then he was considered to be punished and obeyed them.
The huge stock exchange fell instantly under the ignorant inseparable relationship. The exchange manager sat on the chair tremblingly, trying not to show his timidity in front of the stupid inseparable.
Facing the female gangster who was walking towards him with a grim smile, the exchange manager squirmed in his throat, calmed down for a moment, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, saying: This is the stock exchange, I don’t have money to grab it for you.
The foolish indigenous female gangster laughed and said to the manager: Is that true?Then what are you doing here?
The female gangster punched the manager to the ground, and the stock investors and employees present screamed in fear, and curled up in the corner under the control of the female gangsters.
A female gangster shouted at the door: Ms. Aniece, he said the stock exchange has no money to rob us.
A female gangster frowned and asked in a sceptical manner: For the sake of the boss of Sphinx, you didn't lie to us, right?
At this time, an elegant and holy blonde girl, who had a completely different pure existence from the sloppy and rough barbarian gangsters, walked into this magnificent stock exchange.
Please rest assured that today's gains are definitely worth your efforts.
The eighth-level battle angel who arrived in the form of a mortal, the planner of this shocking robbery on the stock exchange, Annie, wearing a simple white dress, came to them.
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