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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 23 Coming Back to Life

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Dada dada—

Dada dada—

Dada dada—

At the same time, three men fired simultaneously.

The last to fall were actually two armed militants.

Song Heping quickly switched to a supine shooting position when it mattered most, rolling backwards while simultaneously firing his gun as he went down.

Although the two militants also fired their guns, their bullets missed, whizzing past above Song Heping's body.

This tactical move, practiced tens of thousands of times, was etched into his bones, forming muscle memory.

Even though it had been several years since he left, he hadn't lost this foundation.

In a critical moment, it miraculously saved his own life!

But after taking down two men, Song Heping was forced by a barrage of bullets to quickly crawl back behind the car.

"Chef! We're surrounded! 5 enemies at the 9 o'clock position, I took down two!"

Song Heping urgently warned the Chef.

The situation was dire.

There were people in three directions.