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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 206: Found the Right Person

At 9:05 PM, on the road from Coleman, a city in southern Persia, to another city, Bam, three SUVs sped past like bolts of lightning.

Avanti was sitting in the backseat of the middle SUV, resting with his eyes closed.

A faint look of worry shrouded his face.

Just two hours earlier, a terrorist attack had taken place at Mango Airport on the outskirts of the southern city of Zahedan, where over a dozen members of the Revolutionary Brigade, driving three trucks, had smashed through the airport's perimeter fence, stormed the terminal, and opened fire on the police and staff present, killing and wounding over a dozen people.