Yan Qi Guan

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".

Mercenaries, I Will Be King

Stepping out of the car, the cold raindrops struck Song Heping as he followed Rash to the front of the wooden hut.


Two soldiers stood in front of the door, Rash explained their purpose in Spanish and then turned to Song Heping, saying, "You wait here for a moment."


With that, he pushed the door open and entered.


After a short while, Rash reappeared at the door and gestured to Song Heping, "You can come in now."


Song Heping knew that the notification was complete and that he could now meet with the renowned Colonel Morins.


Walking into the house, the first impression was that it was spartan.


Inside was a small hall with wooden chairs and tables, resembling a dining area; maps hung on the walls, and there was a door to the right that appeared to lead to a bedroom.


A middle-aged man dressed in camouflage walked out of the bedroom and extended his hand to Song Heping, "Welcome to Colombia, Mr. Song."


Chapter 336 Revolutionary Morins