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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 · Urbain
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Chapter 134 Weapons and Drugs

The feeling of being on a publicly funded mission is different.

If Song Heping had to use his own company's money for the expenses of this operation, he would definitely feel the pinch.

But now that the Persians are footing the bill, it's time to enjoy.

The city of Trebizond has a very long history, established in the 8th century BC. From 1204 to 1461, it was the capital of the Empire of Trebizond under the Komnenos Dynasty, later annexed by the Osman Empire, which also met its demise, becoming a northern coastal city of modern Turkey.

As it was once an important town on the Ancient Silk Road, merchants from Europe and Asia converged here, and continuous exchanges of populations brought about genetic improvements, so the city was once known to the world for its wealth and beautiful women.

Today, without the glorious Osman Empire, its wealth can't compare to that of its heyday, but the beautiful women remain.