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

"Not even the White Bear in the restroom, but Illiguo's unexpected orientation nearly made the bunch of straight-as-an-arrow guys in the car under the tree across the street from the bar puke out their overnight meal."


Song Heping had no experience in this area.


Undeniably, even the usually unflappable him felt his hair stand on end as if electrified.


Illiguo was strong and sturdy, fierce-looking, muscular...


Who would have thought he'd swing that way?!


It's absolutely defying nature—defying nature to the extreme!


Song Heping had seen many a heart-stopping scene.


But nothing gave him the goosebumps quite like this occasion.


He was actually doing okay, all things considered.


Chapter 496: The Master of Playing Dead