karlmaks
Stories
5
Chapters
1,540
Words
2.4 M
Comments
0
Reading
8 d, 9 h
-
Late at night, the sound of rapid gunfire echoed from the direction of the port, jolting Lance awake. He quickly got up and moved to the window, looking toward the port. The dim streetlights barely illuminated the dark road, where a few scattered rats occasionally poked their heads out of the sewers. The gunfire continued for seven or eight minutes before the wailing of police sirens filled the night, with police cars rushing toward the port. It seemed something serious had gone down at the port, and…-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
“Mr. President, over ten groups have decided to march in Jingang City to protest the influx of immigrants, saying they bring criminals and crime to the Federation.” “Senator Xilan made a public statement this morning, expressing support for your opponent. He believes that stricter immigration control, especially for illegal immigrants, would significantly improve the people's well-being.” “Also… Mr. So-and-so and Mr. So-and-so both wish for a return call from you.” The President raised his…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
The sound of a scrubbing brush scraping the floor echoed through the back room as the apprentice stood by the door, juggling a freshly baked, still-warm loaf of bread in his hands. He looked at Lance with a trace of mockery in his eyes, as if to say, “Even if a chicken gets a rare chance to fly, it’ll end up back on the ground.” That was likely the gist, though the apprentice himself probably wouldn’t be able to express it so poetically. Lance straightened up, holding the brush. “How’s…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
Under the shade of a roadside tree, Lance looked at Ethan. "Feeling a little uneasy, are we?" Ethan shook his head, denying it. "No." But Lance could tell he was uncomfortable inside; Ethan just wouldn’t say it out loud. "I worked hard for a whole month, and that bastard tried to pocket my pay. I punched him, and now I still have to apologize..." Ethan muttered. Hearing Lance say this, Ethan raised his head, looking at Lance in surprise as though Lance had read his mind. "Don’t look at me like…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
A busy day. On weekends, the bakery always got particularly hectic. The weekend rush boosted sales as people stocked up on two or three days' worth of bread, preferring to stay in or go on outings during the increasingly hot weather. In the Federation, entertainment options were limited. For most people, watching TV and going for a walk in the countryside were among the few inexpensive forms of amusement. Places like bars, opera houses, and nightclubs were beyond their budget, and so were amusement…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
Weapons are incredibly common in Jingang City. When violence becomes the rule in broad daylight, weapons inevitably become a key resource—both to defend oneself and to infringe on the rights of others. Faced with the choice between “having a gun in hand” and “reporting to the police afterward,” any smart resident of Jingang City knows which option to take. Although weapons are everywhere, not everyone possesses them, let alone openly displays them. Only three types of people dare to do…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
“The most important thing now is to get that son of a b*tch to drop the charges, or Ethan will have to keep hiding in the shadows.” “If they catch him, it’ll be a huge mess!” Lance was already thinking about how to handle this. Over the past month, it had become clear to him that the people in the Federation couldn’t be trusted. Being rootless here, perhaps his fellow countrymen from the Empire would be his best allies. “There are two ways to go about it. First, we scrape together some…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
Soon, someone brought two glasses of water, and the manager placed his hands naturally on the desk, fingers interlocked. He spread his hands. “So… what brings you here?” With a range of services offered, some transactions didn’t go through him directly, so he wasn’t always aware of every deal. Elvin seemed lost for words, but Lance remained calm and at ease. “We’ve run into a bit of trouble and need some money.” The manager smiled. “That’s no problem. That’s what we’re here…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
The boss looked at Lance with a satisfied but condescending smile. “Unless you want to make me angry, you’d better get back over there and wipe that floor again.” For capitalists who hire and exploit illegal workers, guilt over oppressing them would never even cross their minds; if it did, they wouldn’t do it in the first place. Anyone who could call themselves a capitalist, or even a budding one, had to get over any pangs of conscience to start. The two of them locked eyes for a moment. Lance…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
-
Blocking the bakery door with his bulky frame, the fat officer turned and glared at the boss with a vicious glint in his eyes. Sometimes, the police in the City of Angels were even worse than gangsters, looking less like the good guys and more like something much darker. Facing an unspoken but terrifying threat, or the option of losing two hundred dollars, the boss chose to give up the cash to protect himself. This bakery made about four hundred dollars a month. After covering regular expenses, there…
-
538.8 K • Ongoing
-
- Previous 1 … 81 82 83 … 154 Next