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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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Song Heping didn't intend to make a move from the darkness; hiding behind the cabin door, he silently stayed alert until the screams in the corridor gradually subsided. Only then did he slowly extend his gun around the door, sending two "peanuts" to the unfortunate soul who had just regained some consciousness.

Pop pop—

The forehead of the pirate who had killed his own companion burst open, with brain matter spraying from the back of his head. The man quickly fell to the ground without even a whimper, dying more cleanly and neatly than anyone else.

Jiang Feng, seeing this, gave Song Heping another thumbs-up.

He realized that he had seen someone who could fight with such fluidity.

Although he himself was fierce, something was missing, some indescribable feeling.

Watching Song Heping kill was not terrifying at all, not in the slightest; instead, there was a sense of enjoyment, like appreciating an art performance.

This reminded Jiang Feng of a term—born killer.

Exactly.