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I Can Claim Daily Rewards

If you are looking for action and mafia stories, please try this one. The story will begin like a typical wish-fulfillment story, but I promise you that the plot will become better the more chapters you read. …. Arlan was fired by the company he was working for after being framed by his Supervisor. Filled with rage and indignance from the injustice, he left the company building with heavy strides. He was only a contractual worker in the construction company so he wasn’t able to save a lot of money. The cash left in his bank account was only enough to last him for a few days. If he couldn’t find a job in the next few days, he might even have to live on the streets. While sitting on a roadside bench, he grabbed his phone and searched for jobs online. Suddenly, an advertisement popped up on his screen, and automatically downloaded a shady app. [Do you want to claim your daily reward?] Those were the words that flashed on the screen of Arlan’s phone when he accidentally downloaded the shady app. When he pressed the [Yes] button, the screen suddenly lit up and showed the words: [Congratulations on claiming 100,000!] [The money has already been deposited in your account!] It was the beginning of his journey of becoming a super rich big boss! __________ Note: The setting of the story is in a parallel world of Earth.

Malignant · Urban
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246 Chs

Captured

"What should we do with them?" 

This was what Ken heard the moment he regained consciousness. He also noticed that he was bound and his limbs were tied. He pretended to be unconscious while listening to the conversation of the people who captured them. 'Just what kind of person did the president offend this time?' He thought to himself.

"Just keep an eye on them. The boss and the others will be here soon. Sir Conrad is still communicating with them." 

Ken felt perturbed when he heard this. He wanted to see what kind of person would dare to abduct the president.

"The boss is coming? It looks like he wants to deal with the president himself..." 

"You call that guy a president? He is no different than trash!" 

"True..."

'They aren't wrong. The president is...' Ken sighed in his heart.