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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 127: The Fury of the Lackey

Just as the cook was about to go up to see what had happened, Song Heping held him back.

"Let's wait and see," he said.

The swimming pool banquet at the Republic Palace was a well-known gathering place for the elite in Baghdad, and although Yusuf was an official in charge of materials, his presence was not surprising, but a quarrel was indeed rare.

Most of those who played here were involved in power games, whether they were Americans or from Iligo Country, they wouldn't tear face and quarrel on the spot.

Song Heping did not recognize the person opposite Yusuf.

But he could tell at a glance that he was a local official from Iligo Country.

And judging from that pampered look and his clothing, he definitely held a high position.

This was an issue amongst the Iligo people themselves.

Without knowing the specifics, Song Heping didn't plan to intervene.

From a distance, he could see that Yusuf was extremely agitated, a helpless kind of agitation.