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Chapter 209 Sexual Repression

The woman shook her head and took a swig of wine as she got out of the car.

“You fucking scared me!” she yelled in English, “I almost peed my shoe.”

The woman was barefoot on the ground, carrying the high heel in her hand.

Colin burst out laughing and casually patted her bottom.

“John, this is Sasha.” He turned to Zhou Yi and introduced her, “A well-known local freelancer.”

After saying that, Colin winked at the woman again: "Honey, this is my old partner."

Sasha laughed too, revealing a set of slightly crooked teeth.

She slowly and deliberately looked Zhou Yi up and down, finally fixing her gaze on his crotch.

“He’s not like the kind of person you’re describing,” Sasha commented. “He’s too quiet, doesn’t seem like the type to say ‘fuck.’”

“You’re wrong, honey,” Colin changed the subject again. “He’s more ruthless than anyone else when he’s having sex.”

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them started flirting as if no one else was around.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but sigh, resignedly opened the car door, and climbed into the driver's seat.

"Stop fooling around, let's go," he said.

Colin stood there, looking surprised.

Wow, bro, seriously? You're that dedicated?

“Those rich guys aren’t building nuclear bombs, of course they can wait.”

Zhou Yi didn't want to waste any more words with the drunkard, so he grabbed the keys and said, "Let's go."

Seeing his resolute attitude, Colin awkwardly took a half step back and raised his hands.

"Okay, I'll be honest, I have a little thing to take care of here first."

Zhou Yi remained silent, staring at him.

Colin looked away, feeling a little guilty.

“Listen, I just landed last month and was ripped off for three thousand by some black guy at the airport.”

He said I was carrying 'suspicious items'.

"Did you bring it?" Zhou Yi asked.

“I didn’t even bring an electric toothbrush,” Colin cursed. “My only weapon is this damn mouth of mine.”

Sasha laughed so hard she almost fell over, and reached out to steady herself on the hood.

Colin paused for a moment before continuing, "I was thinking of just letting it go, taking the three thousand dollars as a lesson to avoid any further complications."

“Then last night,” he gestured with his chin toward Sasha, “God sent me a little angel.”

“I am not an angel,” the woman said.

“Okay, so you were sent by Satan.” Colin smiled at her, then turned to Zhou Yi and said:

"She knew that black guy very well, like the back of her hand."

"I know which day he's on duty, what time he eats, and when he sneaks into the smoking area to call his wife and lie that he's on duty."

Sasha shrugged: "He's one of my 'regular customers'."

He quickly added, "A former client."

Colin raised an eyebrow at Zhou Yi: "So, dear John, can you grant your old friend such a trivial wish?"

Zhou Yi sighed again and removed his hand from the key.

“God help me,” Colin said, making the sign of the cross, pulling his phone out of his pocket and tossing it to Sasha. “He’s a horny bitch.”

Sasha entered the number without looking up and said, "I remember the number. With his personality, there's no way he could refuse."

Zhou Yi noncommittally took out a cigarette, then picked up a lighter from the stool and lit it.

Smoke quickly filled the carriage.

Meanwhile, the woman had already begun her performance.

“Tony, darling.” She spoke softly in a language Zhou Yi couldn’t understand.

Are you still on duty at the airport?

The next second, Sasha's eyes flickered, and she made a gesture to Colin.

"Are you leaving get off work?" Her voice softened.

"What a coincidence, I just happened to be near the airport and suddenly remembered your...good stuff."

Do you remember how I like to start?

As Sasha spoke, she turned to look at Zhou Yi and gently bit her lip.

Zhou Yi pretended not to see it and continued smoking. On the other end of the phone, the man seemed to be saying a long string of words.

Sasha laughed.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not interested in your damn wife. Come to the parking lot, consider it a thank you to our loyal customer."

She waited a few more seconds, then nodded: "Ten minutes, I'll wear red."

Upon hearing this, Colin excitedly whistled and plopped down in the back seat.

"See how accurate my guess was?" he said smugly, bending down to pull a pistol from his pocket.

"Here, the treasure I prepared for you."

Zhou Yi turned around and caught it, then quickly bent down to examine it.

A brand new custom part, encased in a Glock shell.

He pulled out the magazine, reinserted it to confirm it was properly locked, and quickly pulled the slide.

It feels silky smooth to the touch, without any stickiness.

A sense of curiosity arose in Zhou Yi's heart, and he turned the gun over.

On the metal surface, the serial number was roughly ground off, but the marks are still visible.

"Where did you get this?" he asked with great interest.

Colin smiled, as if he had been waiting for this moment.

"The goods were shipped from Africa Command via DSCA and airlifted to Kampala."

"The document states that it is for counter-terrorism training equipment for the Ugandan Ministry of Defense."

Zhou Yi looked up at him, genuinely surprised this time: "Are they involved in this too?"

“Of course.” Colin pulled out a cigarette and lit it. “Gold mines, rare earth elements, cobalt, lithium. Who wouldn’t want that?”

"Besides, they've only been independent for a few years, and that's when they're eager to make money."

Zhou Yi didn't say anything more.

He reloaded the pistol, inserted the magazine back in, and gently pushed the slide to chamber a round.

It had no safety engaged, and the trigger mechanism was set very lightly, like a racing gun.

However, Colin had no intention of stopping there.

He took two deep drags on his cigarette and continued:
"When we get to North Kivu, that will be the real shock."

“I guess they didn’t tell you at all how big the employer was this time.”

Zhou Yi glanced at him, signaling him to hurry up and speak, and stop being so mysterious.

Colin moved a little closer.

"They are funding the M23 rebels and intend to simply make the entire east independent."

"Weapons, satellite images, medicine—we have everything we need, and we've almost completely made up for the losses of March."

"If you ask me, those guys at Africa Command are fucking insane, actually following their nonsense like that."

Zhou Yi frowned. "Why would they need you to fight a war of that scale?"

Colin slapped his thigh excitedly, "That's what I asked them too."

"But those bastards ignored me and made me train new recruits. Screw them."

"Who are you going to train? There aren't any normal people in that place, just a bunch of idiots."

Zhou Yi immediately fell silent.

After a long pause, he spoke again: "Who else is here?"

“Aiden, Bud, and Roy, you know, that freak from the 173rd Airborne Brigade.”

Colin counted on his fingers.

"The rest were a bunch of Romanians, Serbs, and a few Ukrainians who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere—it was a complete mess—"

Before he could finish speaking, Sasha poked her head in.

"Guys, we have a guest."

Colin immediately fell silent and drew the pistol from his waistband.

Zhou Yi looked in the direction she was pointing.

There, a fat, dark-skinned man was looking around by the gate, a work badge hanging around his neck.

Zhou Yi was immediately delighted.

This is someone I know.

(End of this chapter)