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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 135 Monitoring Hassan

Surveillance is the most tedious thing in the world.

At two in the morning, Song Heping took over the Hunter's shift on the fifth floor.

Seeing Song Heping come upstairs, the Hunter stood up cheerfully from his chair, stretched, and said, "Hassan really knows how to have a good time."

Today was the first day of surveilling Hassan's villa, and they had to find out the comings and goings of people inside and outside the villa over several days of continuous surveillance, including the night-time security shift changes and the entry and exit of personnel.

Song Heping asked, "What's going on with him?"

"The old lecher really knows how to enjoy himself; he called a bunch of women over at 10:30 pm, and they're still out there having a swimsuit party. Look for yourself!"

As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of Hassan's villa.

Song Heping sat down in the chair, leaned in toward the observation scope, and looked over.

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