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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 219 Mist is a Ruthless Person

"We're swapping."

Song Heping still held back.

They had come this far; it wasn't possible to give up.

What's more, giving up would more easily raise the other side's suspicions.

As for what to do once they got there, that was something to figure out later.

Adapting to circumstances would never go out of date.

Even if there were no signals left, in the worst case, they could just start a fight at the processing factory to see who had a mobile phone and snatch one.

Perhaps Adrian had one on him.

"Why do we have to swap?!"

Yet, Mist seemed very pissed off.

"You want to pat us down, fine, I'll let you, but why do we have to change clothes?!"

He yelled fiercely at Rabbani, expressing his discontent.

Rabbani said, "They said they're afraid you're hiding signal transmitters that they can't find. After all, this is your first time here for business, and they're not familiar with you."

"FUCK!"

Mist tore open his shirt, wearing a utility vest with many pockets.