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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 141 Finally Here_2

He stood up again, and this time leisurely returned to his ambush position, evidently feeling much more relaxed after resolving his issues.

Song Heping aimed his reticle at the target and simulated firing.

The target was about 200 meters away from him.

Song Heping was absolutely certain he could eliminate the target.

But he didn't do it.

The "Watcher" squad had positioned six men here.

After killing one, he would still have to deal with five more.

It wasn't worth it.

One careless move, and he would be in serious trouble.

Now, the initiative was in his hands.

He guessed that by now, White Bear and his team should have followed the Euphrates River up to the Northern Border of Illiguo, and with another day or two's delay, they were certain to cross the border.

Unless something unexpected happened.

However, from the arrangement of the "Watcher" ambushing here, it was obvious that White Bear and his team were absolutely safe.