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Mercenary King: Got Question? Ask My RPG!

There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons. "All fear comes from insufficient firepower." Don't believe? Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again? ... Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor. And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold... Stallone from [First Blood]? Jason Statham from [The Expendables]? Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms? Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!! --- Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term! Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang! "Hello, my name is Gao Guang." "I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support." "As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash." "Gao Guang, Your best choice!"

Just Like Water · Urban
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616 Chs

Chapter 279 Dispersal_1

The Kendrol Building, while only four stories tall, covers a sizable area. Convenient for both work and residence, it sits just behind a residential building.

In most places, security is a necessity, but in Baghdad, it's a luxury. This has led to real estate in the Green Zone being not exactly priced at a premium but still scarce enough to embody the concept of every inch being worth its weight in gold.

Even though the Armored Group was financially robust, they still had to share an office building with other companies. Despite this, the headquarters of the Armored Group was much more impressive than that of the Warfire Group, occupying half of the building no less.

Early this morning, a child who looked to be around ten years old approached the entrance of the Kendrol Building. He peeked around nervously, and before the armed security could shoo him away, the kid hurriedly and somewhat fearfully said, "I'm here to deliver something."