Meanwhile, in Dock 5, Bob Bona found himself in his undercover operation, disguised as a homeless man. The bustling dockyard was filled with activity, providing the perfect cover for his clandestine activities. Nearby, Xin-xing played her part as a janitor, working late into the night.
As they waited for Joe Gassman, the man they were targeting, Xin-xing and Bob found themselves sitting together, engaging in casual conversation. The dimly lit surroundings of Dock 5 created an atmosphere of secrecy and intrigue.
Xin-xing took a moment to express her gratitude towards Bob for his help in releasing her two sisters, Wawa and Lala. Her voice carried a hint of amusement as she remarked on the irony of their current situation. Xin-xing, being from a humble background in China, had experienced her fair share of struggles, almost facing the prospect of homelessness. Bob's disguise as a homeless man seemed to tickle her sense of humor.
"Are you kidding me?" Bob responded, his flamboyant fashion sense hidden beneath the tattered rags of his disguise. He couldn't help but be intrigued by Xin-xing's question about him and Mimi, wondering if there was any possibility of a romantic connection. "You got no chance! Sorry, Bob!" Xin-xing burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling mischievously. It seemed that in her vision, Bob was surrounded by many women, but not Mimi.
Bob, never one to hold back his thoughts, couldn't help but express his unique perspective. "You know, Xin-xing, you remind me of Sadako in The Ring movie one moment, and the next day, you're this beautiful teenager with green hair that I've known." The contrast between Xin-xing's appearances intrigued him.
Xin-xing's laughter filled the air as she playfully revealed her knowledge of Bob's armpit fetish. She teasingly inquired about the taste of armpits, finding the concept rather disgusting. Bob, always one to revel in his eccentricities, simply shrugged and grinned, enjoying the banter between them.
Bob and Xin-xing sat there, their conversation taking a brief pause as they heard the sound of a boat approaching the dock. The anticipation in the air was palpable as they both knew that Joe Gassman was about to arrive. Bob quickly adjusted his disguise as a homeless man, ensuring that he blended in seamlessly with the surroundings.
Xin-xing couldn't help but smile mischievously as she leaned closer to Bob. "Oh, I see you!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with amusement. "You love black-skinned girls! It's their dark bruised armpits that attract you the most. That's why you're so infatuated with Mimi! She's brown, and you've been sneaking peeks at her armpits all this time."
Bob's eyes widened in mock horror, a playful grin spreading across his face. "Oh my gosh, girl! Remind me to kill you next time!" he exclaimed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Don't ever tell this to Mimi!" He chuckled, realizing the absurdity of their conversation. "From now on, You need to learn not to speak up like that, to lie if necessary. Mimi would kill me a dozen times over if she found out I'd been peeking at her armpits. " Xin-xing giggles, and Bob continues" She's always been a bit clumsy, so bless her."
Xin-xing nodded, her laughter subsiding as she became more serious. "Okay, okay," she replied, her voice filled with a hint of mischief. "But only on one condition."
Bob raised an eyebrow, curiosity evident in his eyes. "What's that?" he asked, eager to hear Xin-xing's request. But before she could respond, their attention was diverted by the sound of footsteps and voices approaching. The boat had docked, and Joe Gassman was about to make his appearance.
The tension in the air heightened as Bob and Xin-xing prepared themselves for the next phase of their undercover operation. Pleasureville was a place where secrets thrived, and they were determined to unravel the mysteries that surrounded Joe Gassman and his illegal activities.
Bob, sensing the need for silence, put a finger to his lips, signaling Xin-xing to keep quiet. They both listened intently to the conversation between Joe Gassman and his suppliers, hoping to gather valuable information that could lead to their successful mission.
Xin-xing's fluency in Chinese proved to be a valuable asset as she understood every word being spoken. Her eyes widened as she caught snippets of the conversation, realizing the gravity of the situation they were dealing with.
As Gassman and the man he was meeting moved further away, Xin-xing leaned closer to Bob, whispering in his ear. "I see you with many girls, inside my vision," she said, her voice barely audible.
Bob raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Xin-xing's words. He whispered back, his voice filled with curiosity, "Yeah, why?"
Xin-xing's cheeks flushed slightly as she shyly glanced at Bob. "One of those girls... is me," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Bob's eyes widened in surprise, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. He hadn't expected Xin-xing to reveal her feelings in such a clandestine setting. Pleasureville was a place of secrets and desires, and it seemed that their undercover operation had brought them closer together than they had anticipated.
Before they could delve deeper into their newfound connection, they felt a sudden shift in the atmosphere. Gassman's conversation had ended, and it was time for them to resume their mission. They exchanged a quick nod, silently reaffirming their commitment to the task at hand.
Xin-xing couldn't help but giggle playfully as they continued to move closer to the boat. The thrill of the undercover operation mingled with a sense of mischief, creating a tantalizing atmosphere between them. Pleasureville was a place where desires ran rampant, and they were fully immersed in its seductive allure.
In a moment of audacity, Xin-xing turned to Bob and coyly revealed her petite body, and cleared his view to her beautiful, smooth armpit. "Bob," she whispered, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "See! You like it?"
Bob's eyes widened, his throat suddenly feeling dry. He couldn't tear his gaze away from the enticing sight before him. His breath caught in his throat as desire surged through him, momentarily overwhelming his senses. Pleasureville had a way of awakening primal instincts, and Bob found himself captivated by Xin-xing's playful gesture.
Swallowing hard, Bob struggled to regain his composure. He knew they had a mission to complete, but at that moment, his attention was consumed by the allure of Xin-xing's armpit. Pleasure and danger danced on the edge of his consciousness, tempting him to indulge in the pleasures that she offered.
Gassman instructed his man to unload the packages and load them into their waiting trucks. Bob's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he realized that this catch would be one of the biggest in Pleasureville's history. He knew that capturing this crucial moment on video would provide the evidence they needed to bring down Gassman's operation once and for all.
Bob discreetly took out his phone, making sure to position it carefully to capture the unfolding scene. The neon lights of Pleasureville illuminated the area, casting a vibrant glow on the illicit activities taking place before them. The night air crackled with an undercurrent of excitement and danger, heightening Bob's senses as he focused on recording every detail.
Suddenly, Gassman's anger erupted like a volcano, his voice booming as he yelled into his phone, causing heads to turn and onlookers to scatter.
In a fit of rage, Gassman's fury consumed him, and without warning, he lunged toward one of his men standing in front of him. The impact was brutal, as Gassman crashed into the unfortunate soul, sending him sprawling to the ground.
The scene unfolded before Bob's eyes, and his heart skipped a beat as he heard Gassman's words echo through the chaotic streets. "Damn you! Bob!"
At that moment, Bob knows that Mimi has successfully taken Gassman's lab down.
Bob wore his winning smile and nodded to Xin-Xing. He pressed the button on his police radio, sending the signal they had been waiting for. "Now!" he commanded, his voice filled with determination. In an instant, the police team revealed themselves, emerging from their hidden positions, shocking Gassman and his men.
Chaos erupted as Gassman and his supplier realized they were surrounded. Frantically, they ran in opposite directions, desperately trying to dispose of the evidence. Bags of drugs were tossed into the cold, unforgiving sea water, disappearing beneath the waves.
Joe Gassman's panic and anger were palpable as he blindly fired shots, his desperation growing with each passing moment. With his bodyguards in tow, they sprinted towards their getaway vehicle, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. The car barreled through the streets, running over anything in its path, smashing through a fence, and vanishing into the heart of Pleasureville.
Bob, his eyes fixed on Gassman's escape, made a split-second decision. He signaled the police squad to halt their pursuit, realizing that he had already achieved what he wanted. Gassman's massive loss, with his drugs dumped into the sea, would be a blow that he couldn't recover from. And Bob had captured it all on video, the irrefutable evidence that would ensure Gassman's imprisonment.
Meanwhile, Gassman's overseas supplier fell into the police's meticulously planned ambush. He was swiftly apprehended and taken in for further questioning, his empire crumbling before his eyes.
Amidst the cheer and celebration of the police squad, one of the members solemnly reported the latest update from the raid executed by Mimi and The Vagina sisters. The news hit Bob like a punch to the gut - they had lost Nina.
Bob's shoulders slumped, an overwhelming sense of defeat washing over him. Xin-xing, desperate to comfort him, found herself unable to hold back the tears that cascaded down her cheeks. Pleasureville may have been a world of temptation and indulgence, but at this moment, its harsh reality had dealt them a devastating blow.