Malignant

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. 


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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!


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Note: The setting of the story is in a parallel world of Earth.

I Can Claim Daily Rewards

<p>Arlan was now alone in his villa. He headed straight to his room and put down the black case on the table. He then opened it and grabbed the energy pistol inside. "Those guys didn't even ask me about this black case." He muttered while shaking his head. He believed that it was Fredrinn's doing. He was unaware that all personnel of the territory was already informed by the upper management to give him the best treatment possible. </p>

<p>Arlan didn't have the chance to take a clearer look at the energy pistol earlier since he didn't want to scare the taxi driver. Now that took a closer look at it, he realized that there were more amazing things about this weapon. It was very light compared to its size and the handle of the pistol felt a bit cold in his hand. The blue light emitted by the energy source was flickering as he waved the pistol lightly. "What kind of energy source is this?" He muttered while looking at the blue light. </p>

Sending Money to Mom’s Bank Account