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Thug and Idol: 10X Rewards Second Identity System

[Ding!] [Your pickpocketing skill increased by 5. Reward: your PP increased by 50.] “System, use my Pop-star Points to increase my singing skill!” … [Ding!] [You had won 1st place in the Californian Young Star contest. Reward: your CP increased by 400!] “System, put all these Criminal Points into my martial arts skill. Now I will crush anyone who stands in my way!” Tristan was born with everything he needed to become a star: rich parents and musical talent. However, after a car crash destroyed his handsome face and voice, everybody turned away from him. With his dreams burned, Tristan ran from home and became a small-time criminal to survive. Then, his own gang mates betrayed him, throwing him to the cops. But Tristan is saved by a sudden stroke of luck. [Congratulations, Tristan Hayes! You won the Heavenly Lottery. Your prise is ‘Second Identity System’.] [Increase skills and status of one identity to obtain 10x rewards for the other one.] Mafia and showbiz may appear far removed from each other, but both are united by money and ruthlessness within. Now it’s Tristan’s time to navigate both realms to become the world’s first mafia superstar! === No romance. All bitches want Tristan, but Tristan needs no bitches. #bros_before_hoes. There will be mafia and showbiz related stuff in equal proportions. Updates daily. BONUS CHAPTERS: Castle = 10 chapters (released within next 30 days) Gachapon = 25 chapters (released within next 30 days)

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Tristan's identities are discovered!

Tristan found Pierce peeking out of the hallway from inside of one of the apartments on this floor. There was a bloody gash on his temple, but otherwise, he looked healthy.

He also looked strange in full combat gear instead of a suit, but that was another story. Pierce's eyes were still visible through the goggles and easy to recognize, although he was wearing contact lenses instead of glasses today.

At the sight of Tristan, Pierce narrowed his eyes and mouthed something from his cover.

"I can't hear you. A flashbang. The coast is clear, though, you can come out," Tristan said, carefully not raising his voice despite not hearing himself.

There were no enemies in sight, but Tristan still held his guns at the ready. He was tense, but did his best to play it off as being prepared for the appearance of more enemies. He had to be ready for those, anyway. They could be anywhere.