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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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372 Chs

Chapter 144: The Highest Courtesy

An hour later, Song Heping was woken up by the alarm clock on time.

Just as he finished packing, he heard the familiar sound of helicopter propellers in the sky.

He looked at his watch.

It wasn't even two hours yet.

It seemed that Avanti's action was quicker than expected.

The one who came to pick him up was the old acquaintance, Naxin.

Upon disembarking from the plane, he first saluted Song Heping.

A salute?

How novel!

That was the highest honor a soldier could receive.

He was no longer a soldier.

"Mr. Song, please board the plane!"

"Ah..."

Song Heping wanted to grab his bag, but Naxin darted forward and snatched it up first.

"I'll take this."

Having said that, he picked up Song Heping's tactical bag and walked away.

"Um..."

Naxin had always been very proud.

He had never been so polite to him before.

This time was really...

Both men boarded the helicopter, and once in the air, turned south.