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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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400 Chs

Chapter 129: Building the Brotherhood in Baghdad

Hearing that Song Heping had taken on this business deal, the scene suddenly felt somewhat uncontrollable, with the junior officials cheering and embracing each other, some even started spinning around and dancing.

Really?

Song Heping was surprised by their unusually excited reaction.

But he soon understood why.

Life.

It was all about life.

Even though having two bodyguards couldn't guarantee absolute safety.

In the face of roadside bomb attacks, the bodyguards would be blown up along with everyone else.

But having them was better than not having at all.

Like that uncle of Yusuf's, if he had had two bodyguards, he probably wouldn't have died.

"Everyone, quiet down, quiet down!"

He had to raise his hands again to calm the crowd.

"Let me say a few more words."

The scene quieted down again.