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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 46 The Five Million Dollar Deal

Song Heping quickly located another listening device in another Lincoln, and he destroyed that one as well.

After everything was completed, Song Heping threw a glance at the chef and said, "Chef, I'd like to talk to you alone."

"What a coincidence, I have something to discuss with you as well."

Unexpectedly, the chef had the same idea.

So, the two of them changed location and found a room next door.

Once they shut the door, the chef spoke first, "Song, we can't take on this deal anymore."

As he spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and offered another to Song Heping.

Song Heping waved his hand, "I don't smoke."

After speaking, he subconsciously looked around the room.

Fortunately, the room didn't even have windows, so smoking wouldn't make the chef a target.

"I was thinking the same, Angel's deal can't continue," Song Heping said. "Meeting Mr. J again is pointless."