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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 84 Loyalty and Trust

Samir's intelligence was important.

But the source of intelligence was critical.

If the source was wrong, it wasn't intelligence, it was poison.

"There are several people over there whom I know..."

Perhaps Samir also felt it was abrupt to disclose information like this, which might arouse Song Heping's suspicion.

"They used to serve in the old government army, but none of them liked Sadam. They went back home when the coalition forces came. Boss, I just heard about this and thought it was necessary to tell you..."

Song Heping stopped the car and held the steering wheel for a long while without making a sound.

Samir, who was looking at Song Heping's calm face, didn't know how the latter felt and couldn't help feeling a bit panicked.