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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 30: Intuition

When the two B7-grade armored vehicles returned to the camp, White Bear and Grey Wolf walked circles around them, inspecting them repeatedly inside and out.

The B7-class Lincoln SUVs, worth over a million US dollars each, boasted spacious interiors and luxurious fittings.

Their bulletproof capabilities were unmatched, with the glass alone being 70 millimeters thick. Even the engine hoods on either side had bulletproof plates embedded to prevent the engine from being damaged by rifle bullets and losing power during an attack.

The SUV's four explosion-proof tires could maintain a speed of 60 kilometers per hour and continue to drive for 100 kilometers after being shot, which was simply perfect.

Song Heping stood by, watching his two teammates excitedly, but the question marks in his mind kept growing.

His intuition told him that this was too smooth!

It was like going to an entrance exam and finding that all the questions were the ones you had practiced in your simulations.