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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 288: Surrendering Without a Fight

Under the stark light, the bulletproof door of the Lincoln was pushed open.

All the gun barrels on both sides of the highway were aimed in that direction.

Inside the command center, Simon held his breath.

He hoped to capture Song Heping alive.

It was the outcome that could offer him the greatest satisfaction and wipe away the humiliation.

The big screen displayed the helmet camera footage from the field operatives.

Song Heping raised his hands and slowly walked out of the car.

The members of the GRS operational team surged forward and pinned Song Heping down.

Simon kept his eyes glued to the screen.

The expected charge, resistance, or counterattack seemed to be absent.

Even as Song Heping was pinned down he remained very calm, without any struggle.

Everything was going too smoothly.