karlmaks
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“Who do you think did it?” Everyone was sitting in the office, chatting idly. By now, many people knew who this batch of goods came from. But what was surprising was that the hot-tempered Bing Polly hadn't done anything extreme. It was hard to imagine, but it was also possible that he was waiting for an opportunity. No one knew! Lance laced his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair with poor posture. “I’ve always believed that if we don't know who did something, we should look at who…-
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair. its already in chapter 380+ “Hey, Lance, it’s Bill.” Bill wanted to create a very relaxed context because the matter to be discussed next was not easy to bring up, so his tone was cheerful, lacking the composure and aura of a gang boss. Instead, it was very much in line with his previous job: a pimp. “Hey, Bill, I’ve heard of you, if you’re the person I’ve heard about.” “Yes, that’s the one, the Red Dog Gang.” Bill’s tone…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair. its already in chapter 370+ “Mr. Lance, thank you so much!” A man in his fifties stood before Lance, his head slightly bowed, his hands tightly gripping Lance's, his expression emotional. He had been in the Federation for seven or eight years but had never obtained legal immigrant status. He had consulted people more than once. The immigration bureau had indeed not closed the immigration channels, but to obtain legal status, one either had to…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair. its already in chapter 370+ William's supervisor was also an old Federation citizen and a local. He was very familiar with Golden Port's development over the years. When William mentioned the Empire District, he suddenly realized that this must be related to the Lance family, which had been developing rapidly in the Empire District recently. But he wouldn't say it out loud; this was their most basic rule. "The development momentum in the Empire…
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The sky was a bit gloomy. The motorcade traveled along the road, led by two squadrons of motorcycle police clearing the way. In an ivory-white luxury car, the Socialist Party representative from the state was chatting with the mayor. "Will this have a bad influence?" Mike had a very common name, but he was by no means an ordinary person. Looking at the Federal government system, he held no government position, yet even the mayor had to show him some respect. Even the governor, when faced with his…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair. its already in chapter 350+ At ten o'clock in the morning, Lance arrived at the Empire of Night. Normally, the Empire of Night was not open in the morning. Its business hours were from five o'clock in the afternoon until one o'clock at night. The performers needed rest, the service staff needed rest, and time was also needed for cleaning, checking inventory, and preparing for the new day's business. He came today because it was "payday." The Empire…
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A few days after payday, Lance's several bars in the Empire District had begun operations. Cheap sparkling wine and tropical fruit wine became new choices for people outside of beer and cheap whiskey. Moreover, the bars also offered an "upgrade" service. This meant adding higher-proof alcohol to the drinks, at a price of fifteen cents per ounce. It didn't seem cheap, but with the landed cost of potato liquor being less than a dollar, just by using it as a supplement to increase the alcohol content, each…
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Likalai State Prison. Ennio, Ethan, and another partner entered the visitation room at the same time. Lance, Morris, and a few others were here. They brought some new clothes and other things for them to use upon their release. Along with them were some fresh fruits, cigarettes, and alcohol. They didn't lack cigarettes in here, but they weren't exactly rolling in them either. The warden was a man who only recognized money, to the extent that the entire prison was filled with people who only recognized…
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The trilling of the telephone startled Mr. Jobav, who was sleeping. Last night, the mayor had a party, and he was invited to attend. Among the attendees were several state social representatives. The mayor privately told him that these gentlemen not only had a voice at the meeting but also held very high status. Many people, especially those from the lower strata of the Federation, talk about nothing but congressmen, senators, and the speaker of the house as soon as they open their mouths. It seemed as…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair. its already in chapter 350+ After Imperial Precinct Chief Bruce left, he returned to the bank with a somewhat grim expression. The assistant was standing in a corner chatting with a young man. Seeing Mr. Jobav return, he quickly parted ways with the young man and walked over alone. "I know his father and have some dealings with their family, but he refused to tell me what's happening, only that they plan to make an investment." "An investment?" Mr.…
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