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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".

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Chapter 198: Sniper Contest

Lonnie's gall bladder almost burst from fright.

Two men were shot.

Sniper!

A term flashed through his mind, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn Song Heping!"

He now even felt like digging up Song Heping's ancestral grave.

Wasn't it said that the "Hunter" den had been completely wiped out?

Wasn't it that they had achieved great success last night?

Wasn't it that so many people had been killed in the blast?

How could there still be snipers?!

Terrified, Lonnie forgot his back pain, struggled to get up, and tried to flee to the Bradley Battle Car about a dozen meters away from him.

But just as he stood up, he took a bullet in the leg and immediately fell to the ground, quickly joining Ronnie and Peter on the ground, writhing in agony.

From a distance, Seal Team sniper Chris's observer, Jamie, just saw what happened in Area I through his observation scope.

"Chris, it looks like not all the city's snipers are dead,"

He pointed ahead.