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MTV Chapter 40

Two days after his capture, Jason’s condition stabilized enough for him to hold a conversation, though his body was still a roadmap of bruises and bandages. The joint task force—DEA, FBI, and NYPD—convened and decided to transfer him to Long...

MTV Chapter 39

[Ding! Reputation exceeds 500 points. One ally recruitment opportunity unlocked!]

Jason lay in the hospital bed, his body a battered mess wrapped in bandages, but a sly grin crept across his face. With a flicker of thought, he opened the sys...

MTV Chapter 38

As consciousness slipped away, Jason’s final thought was a grudging acknowledgment: Fisk, you’re one tough bastard. His head lolled to the side, and darkness claimed him.

[Ding! “Dope Warrior” mission failed!]

[Ding! “Combat ...

MTV Chapter 37

[Ding! Attribute points allocated successfully!]

[Level: 6 (2115/6000)]

[Strength: 42 → 48]

[Agility: 40 → 40]

[Endurance: 40 → 45]

[Intelligence: 40 → 40]

[Remaining Attribute Points: 0]

[Reputati...

MTV Chapter 36

Jason leaped off the container, swapping out his spent magazine for a fresh one with a satisfying click. He stood brazenly in the middle of the highway, the glow of the burning wreckage casting jagged shadows around him. A single Cadillac? Five gu...

MTV Chapter 35

The two lead Cadillacs were launched skyward by the mines, flipping end over end like toys in a tornado before crashing back to earth in a mangled heap of twisted metal and shattered glass. The deafening explosion sent twin fireballs roaring into ...

MTV Chapter 34

With the tasks assigned, Stanfield grabbed his gear and bolted out the door, leaving a tense silence in his wake. Franklin, who hadn’t been given a specific role yet, felt a jolt of panic. 'Is the boss cutting me out?' His heart raced, sweat bea...

MTV Chapter 33

The dozen or so crew bosses in the room fell silent, their mouths clamped shut after Wesley’s outburst. They were pissed, but they weren’t stupid. Wesley was new blood, a pencil-pusher who hadn’t earned their respect, and they’d push back ...

MTV Chapter 32

The sun had barely risen, casting a dim, gray light through the grimy windows of Jason’s apartment. He and Franklin were already up, sprawled across the worn-out couch, shoveling down a breakfast of greasy bacon, runny fried eggs, and lukewarm m...

MTV Chapter 31

The police moved with lightning speed this time—fucking relentless!

So fast that Madame Gao didn’t even have a chance to scream for help.

The rescue helicopter she’d desperately called for had barely lifted off the ground when th...

City Lord Chapter 455

“Huh?” Ayesha blinked, her violet eyes flickering as she snapped out of her reverie. “Master, what did you say?” She asked, her voice tinged with confusion. She’d been lost in thought, consumed by how to erase the slave brand that marred...

MTV Chapter 30

The roar of helicopter blades was drowned out by a sudden barrage of gunfire erupting outside the factory. Gao’s lieutenant, a seasoned gunman, froze, his ears attuned to the chaos. The shots were uniform, disciplined—not the chaotic cacophony...

MTV Chapter 29

Jason rolled his shoulders, wincing slightly but brushing it off. “I’ve been bleeding and breaking bones since I joined this game. It’s as routine as eating or drinking. This scratch won’t stop me from gutting that old hag.”

Stan n...

MTV Chapter 28

Jason’s body ached, the blood loss from the fight leaving him drained. He slumped onto the living room couch, snatching a newspaper to drape over his face as he closed his eyes, willing his body to recover. The faint hum of Beethoven’s piano d...

MTV Chapter 27

Madame Gao slammed the phone down, her face a mask of cold fury, cheeks flushed with rage. A twenty-something punk had the gall to speak to her like that? Unacceptable.

Across from her, Kingpin watched with a smug grin, savoring every second...

MTV Chapter 26

Franklin burst into the living room, still buzzing from their score. “Boss, today’s worth celebratin’. I’m headin’ out to grab some booze.”

Jason grinned, waving him off. “Hell yeah, it is.”

He got Franklin’s exciteme...

MTV Chapter 25

Newark Airport buzzed with the usual chaos, but a sleek line of black Cadillacs parked curbside drew eyes like a magnet. A dozen black-clad bodyguards stood watch, their steely glares and hulking frames screaming stay away. To the curious onlooker...

MTV Chapter 24

Jason roared up to the docks on the stolen Harley, the engine’s rumble fading as he killed the ignition. Franklin was already there, pacing beside the truck, his face tight with worry. He rushed over as Jason dismounted. “Boss, are you good?�...

MTV Chapter 23

Jason hesitated, his jaw tight, before countering, “$1.5 million. That’s my floor.”

“Too steep,” Morgan shot back. “$1.1 million. I’ve got a family, man. If the Speed Freaks trace this back to me, I’m done for—they’ll wip...

MTV Chapter 22

The heavy truck, loaded with 52 high-end motorcycles, thundered down the suburban highway at 100 km/h, its engine a low, relentless growl. Trailing far behind, a sleek Honda S2000 kept pace, its headlights slicing through the darkness, staying jus...

MTV Chapter 21

Jason’s tone was dead serious, and Wesley could feel the weight of it through the phone. His voice trembled with unease. “What the hell are you planning? I’m warning you, I won’t spill a damn thing about Kingpin! Do whatever you want with ...

MTV Chapter 20

The night deepened, and the club’s dance floor swelled with a growing throng of men and women, their bodies pressed close in a haze of sweat, liquor, and pulsing music. Jason lounged in his chair, his body relaxed but his mind sharp, a faint flu...

MTV Chapter 19

The cab driver’s goodwill toward the police was nonexistent, a big fat zero. He unleashed a tirade, his voice thick with frustration, calling them incompetent fools who couldn’t catch a real criminal if their lives depended on it. All they did...

MTV Chapter 18

Jason’s blood ran cold as he processed the news. Kingpin had already slapped a $3 million bounty on his head, and now the Department of Justice had upped the ante with a staggering $10 million reward. A combined $13 million was an astronomical s...

MTV Chapter 17

Jason slammed a fresh magazine into his pistol, his fingers steady despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Gripping the weapon with both hands, he moved with predatory caution, circling around to the front of the building, his senses ra...

MTV Chapter 16

Paul’s Ford rolled to a stop outside the Russian mafia’s warehouse, its tires crunching on the gravel-strewn pavement. The night was thick, the air heavy with the acrid tang of industrial decay and the faint spice of Hell’s Kitchen’s dista...

MTV Chapter 15

The scene crackled with tension as Paul ended the call with Vladimir, a quiet exhale escaping his lips. The Russian had taken the bait, hook, line, and sinker. Now, it was just a matter of waiting for Morgan to deliver the C4, the final piece of h...

MTV Chapter 14

Ding! 

The oven’s sharp chime cut through the tense silence, the rich aroma of melted cheese and spiced beef wafting from the kitchen. Jason opened the oven door, the heat washing over his face as he pulled out the sizzling pizza, its...

MTV Chapter 13

Paul’s face twisted with a feral intensity as he poised his thumb over the phone’s send button, the screen’s glow casting harsh shadows across his features. The message was a death sentence, a betrayal typed out in cold, stark letters. Befor...