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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 238: Here Comes, Younger Brother!_2

"If you don't put down your guns, I'll start killing one by one!"

The cook had a bald head covered in rough features, naturally fierce-looking, and his words had a kind of cold cruelty akin to that of Da Maozi, making one believe that he truly didn't value human life and would kill.

A border police officer slowly squatted down and put down his gun.

"I surrender!"

The domino effect quickly took shape.

One put down their weapon, then another followed suit.

At first, it was one, then two, three...

In the end, everyone had put down their guns.

"Line up and come here! Come here! Take off all your gear, and lie down! Lie down properly! Any funny business and don't blame my gun for showing no mercy. You can bet, us four people, our four guns, let's see if we have more bullets or you have more lives!"

Actually, by this point, the border police officers had already lost the will to resist; their psychological defenses had collapsed long ago.