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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 159 The Charm of Gold

Song Heping calmed down and carefully observed the area around the button.

If there really was gold hidden here, then anyone who came upon the switch would surely be unable to resist the impulse to see this vast fortune sooner and would lose their cool, pressing the button as quickly as possible.

Therefore, it would be easiest to install a trap mine device here.

Apart from some wires surrounding the switch box, there seemed to be nothing else.

Which meant that if there was a trap mine device, it must be inside the box.

He pulled out his survival knife, gingerly unscrewed the screws of the box, lifted the lid slightly after it had separated from the box body, and then peered inside next to the gap.

Indeed, he saw a metal wire.

Song Heping quickly closed the lid again and reinstalled two screws to secure it.

"Chef, how's the cleanup on your side?"

"Almost done, we've checked everything."