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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 96 The Second Capture

Song Heping observed for a while until there was completely no sound around, then he slowly emerged from his hiding place.

He circled around the bodies and discovered someone was not dead.

It was Naxin.

At the time of the explosion, this guy had just walked away, saving his life but knocking him unconscious.

"Boss! We're here!"

Samir, with about a dozen local mercenaries, hurried over, sweating profusely.

"I'll leave two people here, Samir, you go see who else needs help."

"White Bear took people to other places, the pressure is high near the cook," Samir said. "I've sent more men there."

After speaking, he turned to the other mercenaries, "All of you, go help out at the cook's!"

Once the men had left, Song Heping thought for a moment, walked over to Naxin, crouched down beside him, and removed his communication earpiece.

The solo soldier radio was intact, communication was not a problem.

He handed the radio to Samir.