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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 184 Failure in Waiting for a Windfall

Three o'clock in the morning.

Song Heping was awoken by the buzzing alarm in the camp.

"What's going on!?"

The cook rolled out of bed and hastily put on his coat.

Song Heping quickly dressed, put on his tactical vest, grabbed his gun, and ran out.

He didn't hear any gunfire.

It wasn't an attack on the camp.

"It must be those Seals who've run into trouble."

Song Heping turned to Grey Wolf who had run out of his tent and said, "Go back and listen to the radio, see if there's any news about them."

"You got it!"

Grey Wolf, seeing that the camp was not under attack, relaxed significantly and turned back to his tent.

Within a minute, Song Heping heard him calling out for him.

"Boss, they're looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

Song Heping paused for a moment and then ran back.

It seemed there really was trouble.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought to contact him.

Coming through the radio was the voice of Deputy Commander Mist.