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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 153 Alibaba's Treasure

Song Heping strongly opposed the idea of going alone to Yijibai Village to meet the village chief.

Although he admired Song Heping, he thought it was crazy to dare to meet with an unpredictable village chief in one of Illiguo's large tribes with only a translator in tow.

"Just the two of you going there, they could skin you alive and cook you in a pot, and you'd have no way out! Do you really think you're Rambo?"

White Bear always spoke so bluntly, never minding too much about others' feelings, the type to say whatever is on his mind.

However, Song Heping remained calm.

He just listened, laughed after listening, and then turned around to comfort White Bear, "Don't worry, I'll definitely be okay. I always feel..."

He frowned and pointed to his head.

"I have a premonition that this is a good thing."