Chapter 70 Mission: Mary officially becomes Fanny Valentine's subordinate...
After Mary officially became Fanny Valentine's subordinate, she started to get busy.
For most of her life, she served as Fani Valentine's personal bodyguard, on call 24/7 to protect his safety. To ensure her ace remained unrecognized during covert missions, Fani always did the cleanup work. This was why, despite five years of working for the President and holding the highest level of clearance, Mary remained largely unknown.
Under Fanny Valentine's watch, she saw too many dirty things, some of which were absurd and even completely illogical.
What about marrying close relatives just to ensure the purity of the bloodline? As a result, many children are mentally abnormal and do many evil things, while adults with correct values condone and tolerate this.
A mentally retarded freak who tries to transplant organs and drink blood in order to achieve immortality.
In order to satisfy the quirks of a few upper-class people, they have been engaging in human trafficking, training young children into slaves and selling them at high prices.
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There were so many strange things happening that Mary felt like her brain was receiving all kinds of negative news every day, and she wished she could fall into amnesia again.
Sometimes Mary didn't know how Fanny Valentine could plan the other person's death behind her back while holding a glass of wine and chatting and laughing with her.
Ever since he discovered that there was more than one Stand user in the world, he began to secretly search for others of the same kind, hoping that they could all be used by him.
Blackmoya was the second talent recruited after Mary, and he has been working with Mary as a team.
Occasionally, Mary wanted to talk to him when she was unhappy, but he always supported the President, and chatting with him was a waste of her mood.
In this way, Mary, who originally had some desire to communicate, became even more silent.
In contrast to Marie, Fanny Valentine, with Marie's assistance, was truly flourishing. Everyone knew that Fanny had manipulated many things, but no one could find any substantial evidence.
As a cunning rabbit, Fanny Valentine possessed no moral integrity. He would suppress anyone who harmed both the country and himself. Some were forced into submission, easily captured by Valentine. Those who resisted, refusing to confess, were executed by Mary.
With the existence of someone like Blackmoya, Mary has no worries in all her actions, because he will cut off all clues, making it impossible for the rebels to find any evidence and they can only suffer in silence.
In her fourth year of work, Mary was forced to take over the type of task she hated the most - using women to get closer to the target.
"I won't do it." After reading the assignment, Mary slammed it on Fani's desk with her backhand, making a loud noise.
Fani Valentine remained unmoved. He continued to smile at the disgusted woman in front of him, his tone as if coaxing an ignorant child: "My dear, there is no other way around this matter. He is a cautious rat, with more than a dozen bodyguards around him 24 hours a day. The only loophole is..." Fani raised an eyebrow: "You understand, dear, I don't need to elaborate on this."
"Don't talk to me like that!" What Mary hated most was Fanny Valentine's frivolous attitude, which made her feel so disgusted that she got goosebumps all over her body.
"If you're upset, you can beat me up." Fani Valentine stood up and quickly pulled another version of himself over from a parallel world. The two stood side by side, like twins. "Whatever you want, I can let him take over for a while." He spoke calmly, "After all, a president with a bruised face and nose doesn't leave a good impression on the people."
Irritable, irritable, irritable
Mary hated the feeling of being held tightly, but she felt like a butterfly caught in a spider web, with Fanny Valentine slowly spitting out spider silk, wrapping her up in circles, leaving her with no power to fight back.
"Mary, my good girl, my good girl." Fani held Mary in his arms, gently treating her as if she were a rare treasure. "That guy...must die."
"Shut up!" Mary pushed him away fiercely, but the other party was not angry at all.
Another Fani Valentine stepped forward and shook Mary's hand. "That man is a scum who deserves to die in Hell. He's kidnapped and sold countless children, even using them for his immortality experiments. He secretly founded a cult, demanding that believers give him young girls for his enjoyment. Mary... you know only you can eliminate this evil."
"I know how powerful you are, my dear Mary. The country is lucky to have you. You should know that although you were sent in with a humble status, he will die under your knife before he can do anything to you." The two Fanny Valentines kissed the back of Mary's hand at the same time, and their voices were exactly the same.
"Dear Mary, I will pay you one million dollars for this deal, and you will be one step closer to freedom."
"Dear Mary, I know how kind you are. The sooner you take action, the sooner this cancer will end."
Their voices merged again, and Mary's eyes were occupied by gold and blue.
"Have you reconsidered this, my dear Mary?"
Mary lowered her head dejectedly, feeling that her brain had been turned into a paste by them. Fanny Valentine always had the upper hand, and his mouth was no less clever than the hissing serpent in the Garden of Eden.
"My good girl"
"My good child"
The two presidents looked at Mary with relief and gave her a light kiss on the face.
"My dear, besides Blackmoya, I will also send several men to the scene to protect your safety to the greatest extent possible." Fani held Mary's face and said gently, "You are the best among all of us. I believe you will achieve success the fastest."
Mary was silent, she knew she was trapped in a cycle.
No matter how angry or resisting she was, the other party always had a way to make her follow his plan.
He would either appease her with money or patiently let her scold him, completely lacking the presidential airs. In his heart, as long as he could achieve his goals, nothing else mattered.
Without paying any more attention to Fanny, Mary walked out of the office building dejectedly and wandered aimlessly in the garden. Soon she heard the women's laughter.
Scarlett, with her delicate makeup, was next to a new girl, whose witty remarks kept her amused. Relying on the numerous White House bodyguards, no outsiders would dare to intrude, she relaxed and flirted with the equally beautiful girl without restraint.
Scarlett, who married Fanny Valentine despite knowing her own sexual orientation. Fanny Valentine, who knew what his wife was doing but didn't care.
Whether it is the president or the first lady, they are ridiculous and incomprehensible.
Mary could no longer understand how such a country could develop so prosperously. She felt that every senior official was the dregs of society, squeezing the people's blood and fat, becoming fat and wealthy, and having no humanity at all.
Chaotic People
Crazy People
A chaotic society
Crazy country
Mary felt that her mind was filled with mud. The only thing that gave her a little comfort was that she had liberated many innocent people in secret, and the Native Americans also ushered in four years of peace.
These are the driving forces that support her to continue until now.
"Sir... why did you come out suddenly... You didn't even finish listening to the president's words..." Blackmoya's voice sounded from behind. He bowed to Mary who turned around with a humble look on his face.
Mary looked at the reserved Blackmoya behind her and suddenly said, "Have you ever resented me privately?"
The man's eyelids lifted, his face twitching slightly. To others, it looked like Blackmoya had merely fluttered his eyelids, but Mary knew this was the height of his surprise. "Sir... what do you mean?"
"If it weren't for me, Fani wouldn't have known there were other people with superpowers in the world, nor would he have sent so many manpower and resources to search for other Stand users. You clearly have a harmonious and happy family, but you were forced to be recruited by the president. Don't you feel humiliated?"
"How could it be!" Blackmoya's face flushed. "It's an unparalleled honor to work for the President. It's also my greatest pleasure to be by your side!" His shoulders trembled as he spoke fluently. "Those who are unwilling to work for the President deserve death!"
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In order to reduce hidden dangers, Fani privately executed a group of Stand users.
He is not only an extreme patriot, but also a terrifying control freak. He cannot accept things not going according to his ideals, and he will not accept any betrayal in his own sense.
But he did lead the country to become increasingly prosperous and powerful. Whenever Mary heard people praising Fani and his unparalleled support rate, she couldn't help but doubt herself.
Did she misunderstand Fani, or did the superior have to be this kind of person?
"Please... my lord... come with me... and dress up..." Blackmoya interrupted Mary's thoughts: "You... need... to change your appearance... to help you get selected..."
Mary closed her eyes and heard the noise of insects chirping everywhere.
"I understand." Mary followed Blackmoya and listened to him talk about his plan.
This week, the philanthropist will hold a party, and Mary will approach him at the party and try her best to be chosen by him.
And then… kill him when they are alone.
Mary listened to Blackmoya chattering about his preferences while letting the makeup artist dye her hair blonde.
Since the other party likes blondes, Mary has to become a blonde.
Restraining the discomfort in her heart, Mary opened her eyes wide and accepted the other party dropping the so-called color-changing potion into her eyes. It is said that it is a natural dye that can change the color of the pupils in a safe state.
When the preparations were completed, Mary successfully transformed into a girl who looked very young and introverted.
Then, with Fani Valentine's help, she successfully blended in with the group of girls being sacrificed and became the commodity that heated up the atmosphere at the dinner party to a climax.
There are champagne towers that almost reach the ceiling, musicians who play music non-stop, hundreds of pretty waiters, and an extremely luxurious decoration layout. Every step seems to be stepping on US dollars.
But there were only a few dozen people participating in this banquet.
He was so extravagant, yet he still had the nerve to call himself a philanthropist? Mary sneered inwardly, knowing that this was just a way for him to win over the powerful.
The people invited here are all connections who may work with this guy in the future.
Looking at the kind-faced, gray-haired old man, Mary knew that tonight would be his death day.
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