Just Like Water

There was a classic saying that prevailed in the era of thermal weapons.
"All fear comes from insufficient firepower."
Don't believe?
Looking at the muzzle of a cannon bigger than your head, and say it again?
...
Starting off by being kidnapped, in order to survive, Gao Guang was forced to become a member of a private military contractor.
And thus, an unexpected legend began to unfold...
Stallone from [First Blood]?
Jason Statham from [The Expendables]?
Keanu Reeves from [John Wick], the one who's best at using all kinds of firearms?
Come on, all of these are nothing compared to Gao Guang!！
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Finally, until one day, in the field of private military forces, he completely made the term "Gao Guang moment" became a professional term!
Countless criminals, mercenaries, murderers, and private armed organizations would pee their pants at the mention of the name Gao Guang!
"Hello, my name is Gao Guang."
"I am dedicated to providing war-related peripheral services, including but not limited to force, arms, intelligence, and technical support."
"As the conscience of the industry, our quality is trustworthy. Please don't hesitate, don't pinch your goddamn wallet, and make an appointment with my beautiful secretary as soon as possible. Warm reminder, we only accept cash."

"Gao Guang, Your best choice!"


Mercenary King: Got Question? Ask My RPG!

When Gao Guang left Salah's house, he felt somewhat dazed.


Don't try to imagine the joy of the wealthy, because you can't comprehend it.


Gao Guang made a phone call, and Ali was already waiting in the car at the door. The air conditioning had been running for a while, and although the sunlight was still scorching, it was quite cool inside the car.


Salah didn't see him out, but Black-robed Said came out with a large black bag, followed by two others carrying two boxes of bullets.


Ali was waiting in the car, but when he saw Said, he got off the car, looking slightly panicked, opened the trunk, helped Said put a bag of guns and two boxes of bullets inside, and only then did he return to the car.


The car started, and Ali's demeanor became noticeably more respectful. He politely asked, "May I ask where we are going next?"


Chapter 164: The Bag-Carrying Lackey_1