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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".

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Chapter 172: The First Day of Action

"What do you mean?!"

The cook was the first one who couldn't hold back anymore.

"Which position are we responsible for during the operation?"

He wanted to get a clear answer.

Vincent kept that disdainful smile on his face, as if he were looking at a child begging for candy from an adult, "You'll be in charge of securing our perimeter. As long as we're safe, you don't have to worry about not fulfilling your contract."

His implication was very clear.

The mercenaries in front of him were not qualified to participate in their core battle.

The task of eliminating the "Hunter" would be taken care of by the Seals.

All Song Heping and the rest had to do was follow along, and they would get paid.

The cook was about to blow up, but Song Heping gave him a look, signaling him not to lose his temper.

Then he turned to Vincent and said, "Then thank you, Lieutenant. We won't interfere with your hunt. I wish you good luck."