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Mercenaries, I Will Be King

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

Yan Qi Guan · Urban
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Chapter 107: Yusuf's Indirect Salvation Strategy

"Yousuf."

Song Heping initiated a conversation with the plump man.

"Your job sounds quite dangerous, why haven't the Temporary Management Committee provided you with a bodyguard?"

The chubby Yousuf was originally a chatterbox, and Samir, who was cold and aloof, had long been holding back.

Since Song Heping was Samir's boss and had initiated a conversation with him, he immediately perked up.

"Hey, don't even mention it!"

The chubby man slapped his own fat thigh, expressing heartache and a bit of self-mockery, "Who would care about people like us?"

He paused, stealing a glance at Samir, who was driving.

"You are Samir's boss, right? From the Defense Company?"

"Yes, 'Musician' Defense is my company."

Song Heping did not intend to hide it.

Yousuf said, "You must not be aware of the current situation here in Illiguo!"

Song Heping asked, "What situation?"