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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 · สมัยใหม่
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Chapter 217 Inside Track_2

How to locate?

Thinking about this issue, Song Heping made his way to the top of the hill.

Before he realized it, he had reached the peak.

A few villagers were cleaning up the debris and corpses left behind from the firefight the night before, carting them away with donkey carts, probably planning to drag them to some secluded spot and bury them in a hastily dug pit.

What intrigued Song Heping the most was seeing several children at the scene; they simply watched, laughing and chasing each other around, completely indifferent to the horrifying corpses.

This caused a wave of contemplation in Song Heping's heart. In Afghan, war and bloodshed had hardly ever stopped, whether from the late '70s, or because of foreign invasion or relentless civil strife, the common people had not seen many peaceful days and were accustomed to death and slaughter.

The children who grew up in this environment had a desensitization to horror that was unimaginable to children in the normal world.