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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 250: We Need to Talk

"Then contact him, I need to talk to him."

Now it seemed there were no better options available.

Getting involved in this Colombia issue was not something Song Heping had wished for.

According to the best plan, Song Heping was not willing to have a direct conflict with the AUC armed forces.

Two million dollars' worth of arms was not a large sum for the current "Musician" Defense, and economically speaking, it could be abandoned.

However, the matter was not merely about the economics.

Reputation was the first concern.

Be it a PMC company or an arms dealer, everyone highly valued their reputation.

Having two million dollars stolen was a loss Song Heping could afford.

But if word got out that the "Musician" Defense was seen as weak and easy to bully, that was something no amount of money could buy back.

Not making a response would mean that in the future, anyone who saw the "Musician" Defense's goods would dare to rob them.