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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 190 Encounter Interception_2

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Mist whispered, "Don't look at him."

Song Heping kept his eyes forward and continued to drive the donkey, "I know."

"He seems to be following us..." Mist cursed under his breath, "FUCK!"

Indeed, before the words were even finished, they heard a gruff voice from behind, "The donkey cart up ahead, stop!"

"Do we stop?" Mist asked while his hand slipped into his robe, touching the grip of the P226 handgun and flipping off the safety.

Song Heping didn't say a word; he had to make a decision in the shortest time possible.

Stop.

Or not?

He even had to estimate the other party's endurance.

Under what circumstances, he would fire.

The distance between them was less than twenty meters.

At this distance, if they retaliated, there would be no problem in taking down the other party.

The question was whether there would be accomplices of armed militants around...

"Dammit!"

Song Heping cursed to himself, then lashed the left side of the donkey with the whip.