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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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368 Chs

Chapter 239: Killing with a Borrowed Knife

"That Seal is coming over."

The cook suddenly lowered his voice.

"This could be troublesome if he knows about our relationship with Avanti."

"I'll handle it."

After Song Heping finished speaking, he went to meet Mist, who had just treated his wounds and was walking towards them: "Lao Mi, we need to retreat quickly."

"Retreat?"

Mist asked confusedly, "How do we retreat?"

"How else do you expect to retreat?" Song Heping said, "Of course by using our legs, unless you can call your helicopter to come pick us up right now."

Mist chuckled awkwardly, "What kind of international joke is that? If our planes enter Persian airspace, that would be a major incident."

"So you know it would be a major incident?" Song Heping said, "We're retreating now, and once we get back to Afghan, we'll contact Niki to send a helicopter for us."

Mist looked around, "But if we retreat now, won't we run straight into those from the Revolutionary Brigade who are searching for us?"

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