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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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380 Chs

Chapter 32 Departure, Krasa Town!

The moment Miss Angel named herself, Song Heping was almost certain this chick was a bit off.

She must really like the feeling of someone riding her and thrusting away.

Otherwise, why name herself of all people?

It's not like there aren't any other women in the team; Yuliy is a woman.

She would be more suitable than himself in any case.

After all, he was a bodyguard, wasn't he?

In an emergency, one might need to push someone to the ground in various ways, and in the heat of the moment, who knows if a hand might land on a sensitive spot.

Even if it's part of the job, that's still a sensitive spot, isn't it?

Song Heping's thinking was relatively traditional—with a bit of the belief that men and women should not touch each other casually.

Especially with the vibe coming off Miss Angel, it was... intense...

But in Miss Angel's eyes, it wasn't like that at all.

Choosing Song Heping as her personal bodyguard was, at the very least, an honest and sincere decision from her heart.