Taogu

In the dystopian world of 2166, District Seventeen, my current abode, earned the dubious honor of being labeled the Federation's most decrepit sector. 
The specter of unemployment looms large...
The count of missing individuals steadily climbs...
A relentless tide of fugitives...
As many people say, Enforcer is the most dangerous career on this planet.
And I, unfortunately, have become one. 
(Cyberpunk + Post-apocalyptic, four completed novels over millions of words. Feel free to read in any way you wish.)

Enforcer Manual

The next day, Song Lan, as usual, arrived at his department just in time. After a brief discussion about the weekly publication with three colleagues, he was ready to enjoy some leisurely moments in the early morning when Roger approached him.


With an air of mystery, he pulled out two wrinkled tickets and whispered, "Chief, are you interested in boxing matches?"


In the year 2166, it was already hard to come across paper tickets.


Unless, those tickets were for some illegal activity that shouldn't leave traces on the internet—and based on what Song Lan knew about Roger, this was one of his few interests.


He wasn't talking about a traditional boxing match but the popular underground Black Fist program in District 17.


Chapter 283: The Romance of a Man_1