Jason’s words hung in the air, sharp and unyielding, cutting through the haze of whisky and betrayal. “For your precious crime stats, what’s New York paid?” He said, standing, his voice low but heavy with contempt. “Black-market guns flooding the streets, drugs turning kids into addicts, casinos bleeding people dry, and the skin trade thriving like never before. Every honest shopkeepe...
2025-07-21 10:51:01 +0000 UTC View PostThe bedroom was a tableau of ruin, a stark betrayal laid bare under the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Wesley stood frozen, his polished exterior crumbling as he stared at the blood-soaked sheets, the unconscious stranger, and Annie, her tear-streaked face buried in her hands. The air was thick with the coppery scent of blood and the lingering musk of her infidelity, a gut-punch to the man who...
2025-07-21 10:50:33 +0000 UTC View Post“Holy shit!”
The couple on the bed froze, their startled gasps filling the air as they scrambled to clutch the duvet, shielding their exposed bodies. In the split second before the covers hid them, Jason’s sharp eyes caught every detail—the woman’s porcelain skin, her curvaceous figure, lips so full they practically begged to be kissed. It was Annie, Wesley’s wife, her b...
2025-07-21 10:50:04 +0000 UTC View PostThe news of Vanessa’s death hit Jason like a cold slap, his brows furrowing into a deep frown, etching a sharp crease across his forehead. He wasn’t the sentimental type—years in the underworld had carved his heart into stone, untouched by the fleeting intimacy he’d shared with her. Her death didn’t spark grief or regret, only a flicker of surprise. 'Kingpin actually did it,' he thoug...
2025-07-21 10:49:28 +0000 UTC View PostThe morning sun pierced through the narrow gaps in the warehouse’s rolling shutter, casting thin, golden slivers across the dim interior. The air was heavy with the musty scent of old furniture and the faint tang of gun oil, a stark contrast to the chaos of the previous night. Jason lay sprawled on the sagging couch, his sleep fitful, his face pale as death, brows knitted in tension. His fing...
2025-07-21 10:49:03 +0000 UTC View Post[Ding! Destroyed one of Anatoly’s testicles. Gained 100 Villain Points. Current progress: 1350/2000.]
'Testicle?' Jason stifled a laugh, the absurdity of the system’s notification cutting through the tension. He leaned out from his perch on the fourth floor, the M4A1 steady in his grip, the mall’s dim emergency lights casting long shadows across the blood-streaked marble below. “C...
2025-07-21 10:48:41 +0000 UTC View PostThe gunfire had betrayed Jason’s position, the echoes of his last shots ringing through the cavernous mall like a beacon. The remaining Russian gunmen, their boots pounding the polished marble, swarmed toward the second floor. Jason shoveled the last bites of cold spaghetti into his mouth, the tangy marinara sauce barely registering as his survival instincts screamed. He gripped the M4A1 carb...
2025-07-21 10:48:20 +0000 UTC View PostJason’s mind churned like a storm, adrenaline sharpening his senses as he pieced together a desperate plan. He dropped to the cold, sticky floor of the ice cream shop, clutching the Colt M4A1 carbine, its familiar weight grounding him. His ear pressed against the tiled surface, the faint vibrations of approaching footsteps thrumming through the ground like a predator’s heartbeat. Each step ...
2025-07-21 10:47:57 +0000 UTC View PostThe balcony air was thick with the stench of gunpowder and the distant wail of sirens cutting through Manhattan’s restless night. Anatoly stood frozen, his heart pounding as he glanced at the thug beside him, clutching a bleeding ear and howling in pain. Blood trickled between the man’s fingers, staining his black mask a gruesome red. Anatoly’s breath hitched, his chest tight with the rea...
2025-07-21 10:46:47 +0000 UTC View PostJason secured the heavy ballistic vest, its weight pressing against his broad shoulders. He clipped two MK3A2 grenades to the chest straps, their cold metal surfaces glinting faintly in the dim bedroom light. With practiced efficiency, he stuffed magazines into his tactical belt, each one loaded to capacity. He flicked the safeties off the Benelli M4 Super 90 shotgun, Colt M4A1 carbine, and twi...
2025-07-21 10:46:05 +0000 UTC View PostJason’s scalp prickled, his facial muscles tightened, and cold sweat trickled down his back.
Frozen for a few seconds, he forced a casual laugh. “Boss, that’s one hell of a joke. Everyone in New York’s underworld knows she is your woman. I wouldn’t dare, not with ten lives to spare.”
“Is that so?” Kingpin’s voice was chilling, devoid of warmth. “Yet on the third ...
2025-07-21 10:45:39 +0000 UTC View PostWhat's that floating panel in front of me?
Let's just say that my life was not that bad... Until the day my Boss found out about me sleeping with his girlfriend.. 'sigh'
20 years ago, I got reincarnated into the Marvel Universe, I killed, tortured, made my way to the top, and managed to become a successful Gangster....
But is that enough?
This is MCU for fuck's sake!...
“Nightmares, huh? Then tonight, you should soak in the hot springs to unwind,” Lucas said with a gentle smile, his voice warm with concern. He waved a hand toward the dining hall’s bustling servants. “Let’s eat! Fill up on some delicious food, then go back and catch up on sleep.”
“Mm-hmm!” Ayesha nodded quickly, her violet eyes flickering with a mix of gratitude and unease...
2025-07-20 19:27:02 +0000 UTC View Post“Are you familiar with the Academy’s instructor system?”
“I completed the Academy six months ago, so I think I know it fairly well.”
In truth, I knew it in far greater detail than just fairly well. Park Hyun-Woo looked relieved at my response and let out a sigh of relief.
“Good. Then may I get straight to the point?”
“Yes, please do.”
“We plan t...
2025-07-20 15:09:32 +0000 UTC View PostThe classroom was bathed in the soft, golden light of midday, filtering through the windows to cast gentle shadows across the rows of desks. A faint breeze carried the distant hum of the school courtyard, mingling with the quiet rustle of papers and the occasional murmur of students lingering during lunch. An, having wolfed down her bento alongside her sister and Shuichi on the rooftop, hurried...
2025-07-20 05:02:03 +0000 UTC View PostIn the quiet stillness of Sedona City at night, the world seemed to hold its breath. It was around four in the morning, with two hours left until dawn’s first light. The city was cloaked in silence, save for the soft footsteps of the night guards patrolling the castle’s stone corridors. Inside, everyone else was lost in slumber, the beast-eared maids nestled in their beds, their faces seren...
2025-07-19 19:21:01 +0000 UTC View Post“There’s a report about a somewhat unusual player from Hall 5.”
“Then tell us what’s so unusual. Stop being frustrating.”
Seong Yu-Bin frowned, sharply pressing the female instructor. Startled by her tone, the instructor continued in a subdued voice.
“Well…”
The female instructor’s explanation was certainly intriguing. She said that nearly fifty playe...
2025-07-19 13:18:45 +0000 UTC View PostThe air in the mourning hall was thick with the scent of incense and the weight of grief, though the dim glow of the flickering candles did little to dispel the oppressive atmosphere. Miao Hong sat alone by the coffin, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, her body still trembling from the intense encounter she’d just experienced. Moments ago, she had been swept away in a whirlwind of raw, prim...
2025-07-19 08:30:01 +0000 UTC View PostAs Tsuki slipped into the sheer nightgown, its delicate, net-like fabric catching the dim glow of Shuichi’s bedside lamp, a question nagged at him. The room was quiet, save for the soft rustle of the fabric and the faint hum of the city beyond the window, the air tinged with the lingering scent of pop rocks and Tsuki’s subtle perfume. His gaze narrowing as he watched her adjust the gown, it...
2025-07-19 04:16:53 +0000 UTC View Post“Leader, these are the four items I’ve brought for you to inspect,” James said, gesturing toward the goods held by the veteran soldiers. Among them was a bundle wrapped in coarse burlap, containing frozen vegetables that glistened with frost.
“Bring them here,” Perry instructed her servant, her eyes alight with curiosity as she studied the array of items. The prospect of new goo...
2025-07-18 19:27:00 +0000 UTC View Post“Fucking bastard! Stop yapping and just… Huh, what?”
“You crazy son of a bitch…!”
Thud! Crash!
A short shout was followed by a dull crash. Turning quickly, I saw a rough-looking man sprawled on the ground. Above him stood a panting, seething player, marked with the Golden Lion emblem, likely a control instructor.
Unsatisfied with just one hit, the instructor ...
2025-07-18 14:45:44 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey, you heard? Wei Wenwu’s dead. Man, it was gruesome—eyes popping out!”
“What? Popping out? Who’s bullshitting? I saw it myself—those eyes fell to the ground, had to pick ‘em up and stick ‘em back. Tongue like a pig’s, neck all swollen. Guy died with regrets…”
“For real?”
“No shit, scared the hell outta me. Worse than slaughtering a pig. His di...
2025-07-18 06:34:56 +0000 UTC View PostAs evening settled over the shopping street, the air was thick with the mingled aromas of sizzling street food and the faint floral notes drifting from nearby shops. Shuichi was in his modest apartment, the soft glow of a desk lamp casting warm shadows across the room, when a knock at the door broke his reverie. Opening it, he was greeted by An’s beaming face, her eyes sparkling with an eager...
2025-07-18 04:29:13 +0000 UTC View Post“Leader, starting tomorrow, please begin slaughtering the sheep.” James straightened his posture, his voice steady and confident. After negotiations had reached this point, the deal for the sheep was effectively sealed, a moment of quiet triumph for him.
“Slaughter the sheep? Don’t you usually take the whole sheep with you?” Perry froze, her eyes narrowing in confusion as she st...
2025-07-17 19:22:00 +0000 UTC View PostOn the way back, I had a lot on my mind. Go Yeon-Joo, sensing my mood, followed quietly without her usual playful banter. As I pondered how to move forward, the sight of the Morning Sunshine inn finally brought my clan members to mind.
Before entering the inn, I turned around. As always, Go Yeon-Joo, with her languid expression, was looking at me with wide, round eyes.
“Player Go ...
2025-07-17 14:37:59 +0000 UTC View Post“That’s a good idea.”
As Han So-Young’s lips parted, her soft voice subtly resonated through the meeting room. The moment she spoke, a sudden silence fell over the room. She glanced between Sung Hyun-Min and me before continuing.
“If the Mercenary Clan participates in this Player Academy, it could lead to significant progress and mutual benefits. It’s an opportunity to s...
2025-07-16 14:33:58 +0000 UTC View PostShuichi rapped lightly on the infirmary’s already open door, a courteous gesture to announce his presence. The room was bathed in the soft glow of fluorescent lights, the air carrying the familiar antiseptic tang of medical supplies, tempered by a faint trace of lavender from a diffuser on the counter. Naomi, engrossed in her work, didn’t look up, her fingers deftly sorting through a stack ...
2025-07-16 03:54:53 +0000 UTC View Post“Old, sure, but damn, that skin’s so smooth,” Long Gen muttered, pulling up his pants and sneaking out of the cornfield, his voice low.
Zhao Hongyu might be older, but she had flavor. Her skin, tanned to a wheat-bran hue from long days in the sun, wasn’t as pale as some, but it was soft and silky to the touch. Years of fieldwork kept her fit—no flab on that waist, just a tight, ...
2025-07-15 10:24:08 +0000 UTC View Post