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    After a while, Zhou Fucheng knocked on the door and came in. Ji Qing had just finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed. He had taken off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt to the second button, and his hair was wet.

    Taking off his shirt and lying next to Ji Qing, Zhou Fucheng hugged her and leaned on his chest. Ji Qing was in a bad mood and didn’t talk to him, so she leaned against him quietly and closed her eyes.

    A man’s chest is always hot, and Ji Qing feels better after leaning against him for a while.

    “What did you say to him today?”

    Zhou Fucheng touched her hair with his hand.

    “Discuss the price.”

    “Then what?”

    “Hmm… Then he said that he wants to make peace with the boss, and business will become less and less in the future.”

    “Then what did you say?”

    “I said that I can only hope that the war in Africa will never stop, just like you and the French arms manufacturers.”

    Ji Qing was amused by the way he spoke, but she was still a little curious. The most expensive gun he sold today was only close to 10,000 US dollars. The others were around a few hundred dollars, much cheaper than the normal price. So how many guns could he sell at a time?

    “How much did he want today?”

    “Hmm…thousands of them, what’s wrong?”

    “How many anti-equipment ones are there?”

    “Three hundred.”

    After hearing this, Ji Qing calculated in his mind that although it was a lot, Zhou Fucheng’s appetite would definitely not be so small.

    “Is this the first stop? Where are we going next?”

    “Congo, Somalia, Zimbabwe, Nigeria, Libya, Angola, and many more.”

    Ji Qing nodded, so he wanted to visit all countries with wars?

    “Can you buy so much?”

    “No, South Sudan is the largest buyer. The demand from Somalia and Libya is also pretty good. The rest are just small purchases.”

    After saying that, Zhou Fucheng turned around and pressed Ji Qing under him to kiss her. His hot lips went all the way down from her neck. Ji Qing couldn’t help but reach out to her crotch and touched it for a long time. It was really scary.

    Wrapping himself with his soft little hands, Zhou Fucheng used his fingers to massage her vagina for a while, and just as he was about to push in and tease her, there was a knock on the door.

    “César. Quelque bsp; ne va pas.”

    (César, something is not right.)

    The person who spoke was Zhou Fucheng’s assistant, and his voice sounded serious. Zhou Fucheng frowned and stood up.

    “Put on something lighter.”

    Hearing this, Ji Qing immediately became serious and quickly got up and put on her clothes, including a shirt, jeans, and leather boots. Zhou Fucheng also asked her to pin the chest badge.

    Opening the door, the mercenary at the door stood straight with a gun, and Zhou Fucheng solemnly gave instructions.

    「protebsp; her.」

    (Protect her.)

    After saying that, Zhou Fucheng walked downstairs quickly, holding on to the handrail of the stairs. Ji Qing felt a little worried, but he could only look out the window to see what was going on.

    It was just dawn, and the wall of the small building was built, and many people were patrolling. She looked further and seemed to see some black people wandering back and forth outside. She couldn’t see what clothes they were wearing, but she could see the guns hanging on their bodies.

    The sound of gunfire never stopped, and as more and more black people gathered in front of the small building, the two mercenaries came in, closed the windows, and guarded her one after another.

    Gunshots continued outside the building, and Ji Qing became more and more panicked. After a while, Zhou Fucheng’s assistant opened the door, holding a bulletproof vest in his hand.

    “Miss Ji, we s would go.”

    (Miss Ji, it’s time for us to leave.)

    Ji Qing originally wanted to ask where Zhou Fucheng was, but looking at the assistant’s expression, he still didn’t say anything.

    She put on her body armor and secured the pistol. The assistant trotted her downstairs.

    The living room downstairs was filled with firearms. Zhou Fucheng was still wearing a suit and trousers without a tie. He was lowering his head and adjusting the firearms with the blond men.

    After adjusting the gun, Zhou Fucheng glanced at Ji Qing, then walked over to confirm her body armor.

    “go.”

    After saying that, the assistant took Ji Qing to the back door and stuffed her into a bulletproof off-road vehicle. Ji Qing turned her head and looked in the direction of the main entrance, really shocked.

    In front of the iron gate were all black men wearing various clothes, holding old guns in their hands, shouting words that Ji Qing could not understand. Fortunately, there were tall mercenaries holding guns who stopped them, otherwise they would have rushed in.

    For a moment, Ji Qing even wanted to call Ji Tingqin, because China has always had peacekeeping armed forces in South Sudan, but Zhou Fucheng looked unfazed, so she gave up after thinking about it.

    About three or four hours later, the car drove to a vast grassland. The scorching sun at noon, the dead branches and the scorched earth made Ji Qing feel like he was almost being baked dry.

    Fortunately, in the end, the car wound around and came to a village with trees and houses. You could also see a few children playing billiards on a pool table piled in the dirt. The cues were tree branches and the balls were various round fruits.

    The house here was too shabby, so the two people who protected her placed a military folding chair at the door for her, and gave her mineral water and compressed biscuits.

    At night, the temperature dropped and there was no electricity. The mercenaries lit a fire at the door. Occasionally, local children came over and were immediately frightened away by the raised muzzle of the gun.

    At 12 o’clock, before Zhou Fucheng came, Ji Qing covered himself with a blanket and fell asleep in the car.

    *
    It was already 10 o’clock in the morning when she woke up the next day. She opened her eyes amid a jolt and found herself leaning in Zhou Fucheng’s arms.

    “Are you awake?”

    Ji Qing nodded. He was still very tired. He took the mineral water from He and drank a large bottle to feel better.

    After drinking the water, she looked at Zhou Fucheng. There were no injuries on his body, but there were blood stains.

    “What’s wrong? Are you scared?”

    Zhou Fucheng asked her with a smile, and Ji Qing couldn’t help but squeeze her hands.

    “No, I…I…”

    When it comes to Ji Qing’s words, it’s not that she’s afraid, but that she doesn’t want to stay any longer, and she was originally the one who wanted to come, but now that she’s homesick and wants to go back, it will definitely disrupt his plan.

    “Want to go back?”

    Zhou Fucheng helped her break it, and Ji Qing had no choice but to nod.

    “Then go back.”

    After Zhou Fucheng said a few words in French to the assistant in the front row, the assistant nodded repeatedly, and the driver immediately changed direction.

    “Will it affect your business?”

    Ji Qing was still very concerned about this. Zhou Fucheng just smiled and said nothing. In fact, when he brought her out, he had guessed that a little girl could persist for a few days, but her performance surprised him. She didn’t cry or get into trouble, and she didn’t panic when things happened.

    What happened yesterday often happens, but recently the two sides in the civil war are making peace. The dissatisfied people below have become more and more angry. They followed Zhou Fucheng and the general when they saw the deal. However, Zhou Fucheng has been selling arms here for seven or eight years, and there is no way that anything will happen to Ji Qing.

    So the next afternoon, the group changed flights again and headed back to France. Ji Qing looked at the luxurious chartered plane and the light golden champagne in the wine glass, and suddenly felt nauseous.

    [Remarks] South Sudan is very chaotic. It was separated from Sudan. The number of people killed in the civil war is the same as that of Syria. However, 80% of Sudan’s oil resources are in the south. After the separation, foreign wars and civil wars continued. South Sudan’s national income depends on oil, and a large part of it is sold to China. Therefore, China is more embarrassed because it needs South Sudan’s oil and Sudan’s transportation channels. It must intervene and cannot be controlled by Western countries. There are no human beings caught in the middle.

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