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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 · Thành thị
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Chapter 201 Two Different Caliber Bullet Holes

About two seconds later, Mist saw a few tufts of dust kicked up on the concrete barrier beside Abu more than a kilometer away through the scope.

The dust and debris floated in the air like tiny smoke, especially noticeable in the sunlight.

Abu was clearly startled by the sudden attack. He instinctively tried to throw himself to the right to dodge the deadly bullets coming from behind.

Just as Mist thought Abu would dodge the attack with agile movements, and as Song Heping's bullets seemed to veer off course and miss the target, suddenly, a large spray of blood burst from Abu's body.

The blood burst like a blooming red flower, all the more striking against the bleak backdrop of the sky.

Right after, Abu disappeared from the scope, as if swallowed by darkness.

"OH! MY GOD!"

Mist turned away from the scope and looked at Song Heping, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.