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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 · Ciudad

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Chapter 242 Invitation from AAFES Corporation

The C-17 landed at the military airport just outside of Baghdad, and as soon as Song Heping got off the plane, he met Frank, General Peter's adjutant, face to face.

"Mr. Song, the General invites you to dine with him at the Republic Palace this evening at seven. Please be sure to attend."

"No problem."

When a financier invites you to dinner, Song Heping has no reason to refuse.

Seeing that he agreed, Frank smiled at him and turned to leave.

The few of them, carrying their luggage, quickly spotted the Ferraris near the tarmac.

He and Samir each drove an SUV to pick up everyone.

"Damn!"

Song Heping turned to the chef and asked, "When did we buy Lincoln bulletproof cars?"

Because what Illinois and Samir were driving were bulletproof Lincolns.

It was that kind of bulletproof Lincoln that cost hundreds of thousands of dollars each, the same type used by the CIA.

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