Tripod

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always some who, despite being born ordinary, aspire to greatness.
From an exploited undocumented worker to the godfather of the dark;
From those who obey the rules at the bottom of society, to the emperor behind the scenes who makes the rules;
The country belongs to the federation when the sun shines, but it belongs to me when the night falls!
"Sometimes, shadows can not only be as vast as light but can even cover it!"
"We never extort anyone, every penny we make can pass through our conscience."
If someone knocks on your door at night, they either bring my regards or brings the destruction for your arrogance.
As for what you will get, it depends on how you choose, my friend!

Empire of Shadows

The gloomy Johnny sat on the couch; he had been out of the hospital for a while now but still hadn't gone back to work at the docks.


On one hand, his fractured arm prevented him from engaging in his old job, so he needed to continue resting.


Moreover, he had hung his work card in Lance's office. Now someone else was working for him, earning him sixteen yuan a month.


This was one of the conditions Elvin had offered him to keep him quiet: someone else would work for him until he recovered.


Secondly, since Lance had broken his arm in front of many people, he didn't know how many would ridicule him if he returned to the docks now.


He had been able to stay at home because of some "greetings" brought by Elvin, but he couldn't stay put for much longer.


Just like now, a few of his workers' colleagues had knocked on the door to his house. These dock workers lived mainly in the port area—there were large coastal neighborhoods and houses coming off the docks and the port.


Chapter 175: Worker Club and the First Day of Reporting