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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 234: See Who Crumbles First

About thirty minutes after Song Heping and his team had left, a group of exhausted Revolutionary Brigade soldiers stumbled into the area where they had just been resting.

"Wait!"

The leading scout raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

He went to where Song Heping and the others had just been staying, looked around, turned on his flashlight, and shone it on the ground.

Then, he saw a large area of the sandy ground had been wiped clean of something.

The scout squatted down, sweeping the flashlight back and forth across the ground.

He had followed the footprints all the way here and then noticed a patch of grass flattened ahead, realizing someone had stopped here.

However, in such a place, it could also be one of their own.

After a careful inspection, he concluded that those who had stopped here were not their own people but the two Americans and the traitor Rabbani.

Because the footprints were different.