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

With the detonation of several more IEDs, shrapnel from hand grenades and steel balls whipped across the entire highway in a terrifying metal storm.


People screamed, blood splattered, and everything in the path of the steel rain, whether man or vehicle, was riddled with holes, the mountain path strewn with flesh and blood, bloodstains everywhere, a sight too horrible to endure.


Two firepower teams, positioned on both sides, continuously fired rifles and machine guns, spewing flames wildly.


Another truck exploded in the crossfire.


Some AUC militants who thought they found a temporary refuge under a truck didn't expect that, with the explosion, they too would be turned into minced meat.


Chapter 433 Annihilation (2)