Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

The agent who had misfired took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

He strode towards Lin Feng.

"That damned illegal immigrant dared to violently resist arrest, seize our guns, and even kill our captain..."

As he spoke, he reached out to pull the back door of the intact Saabban, preparing to drag Lin Feng inside to facilitate setting up the scene.

However, just as he opened the car door and before he could finish speaking—

"Well"

He felt as if he had been stung hard by a poisonous bee on the side of his chest, a sensation that was both numb and painful, and a strange power instantly surged through his entire body.

He froze on the spot, as if frozen in ice, remaining in the position of opening the car door, unable to move.

What terrified him even more was the unprecedented fear that swept over him.

He discovered that he couldn't even utter a single word.

The throat and the root of the tongue were completely out of control, and only faint breath sounds could be produced.

When his gaze fell on Lin Feng, his pupils contracted and his hair stood on end.

Lin Feng, who should have been handcuffed and at the mercy of others, now had his hands free from the handcuffs.

He sat in the back seat, looking at him calmly. Not only that, but his pistol was now in Lin Feng's hand.

The agent's mind was in complete chaos, almost about to explode.

He had a bad feeling.

Lin Feng looked at the fear welling up in the other person's eyes and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

While changing vehicles, taking advantage of the chaos and all the agents' attention being focused on the seriously injured captain, Lin Feng stole the handcuff key.

Lin Feng not only learned lightness skills from the "Flying Rat," but also the "Empty Hands" skill.

Stealing a key is a piece of cake.

Of course, with Lin Feng's internal strength, breaking the handcuffs would be very easy for him.

But Lin Feng clearly prefers the technical route.

Seeing the other person's fear, Lin Feng felt no pity whatsoever.

Since the other party was already prepared to frame him and put him to death, he naturally didn't need to be polite anymore.

Lin Feng took out his pistol, removed the magazine to check it, pulled the slide to confirm there were still bullets in the chamber, and then reloaded it.

Then, Lin Feng gently pressed the muzzle of the gun against the agent's heart.

The cold, metallic touch seeped through the thin uniform shirt, making the agent's body tremble uncontrollably, yet he couldn't even manage this most basic physiological response.

His eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets, his pupils constricted to the size of pinpoints, filled with the terror of impending death.

He could clearly hear his heart pounding wildly in his chest, as if it were about to explode at any moment.

Lin Feng said calmly, "Don't be afraid, relax, it will pass soon."

Since you like God so much, I will grant your wish and let you go to see Him sooner.

The moment he finished speaking, Lin Feng pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two dull but crisp gunshots rang out.

The bullet pierced the agent's chest at close range, his body jolted violently, and the frozen expression of terror on his face was forever etched there.

Outside the car, several other people who were busy dealing with the team leader heard the two gunshots.

They were taken aback at first, then a relieved smile appeared on their faces.

"Hey, well done, Jason!"

An agent shouted in the direction of the car, assuming that his accomplice had fired the shot.

"That yellow-skinned monkey's brains must be splattered everywhere, right? Ha!"

"Drag him out quickly, so I can finish him off with a couple more shots."

Damn it, you've made us look so pathetic.

"Yes, yes, take some photos; that will provide more solid evidence."

They were shouting and yelling all at once, and some had even pulled out their sidearms, eager to make more bullet holes in the corpses to prove they were resisting arrest.

They even planned to empty the magazines.

However, the scene they expected—their accomplice dragging the body out of the car—did not occur the next second.

With a gentle push, the body fell to the ground. Lin Feng calmly opened the car door and got out.

He was still holding the pistol that should have belonged to Jason.

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

The smiles on the faces of the agents froze instantly, their expressions shifting from excitement to bewilderment, and then from bewilderment to utter horror.

Their gazes were fixed on Lin Feng's calm, expressionless face and the deadly weapon in his hand, leaving them momentarily speechless.

"Oh shit, shoot!" one of the agents finally reacted, letting out a distorted cry of alarm.

"Fuck, he killed Jason!" another screamed.

"Shoot! Shoot now! Kill him!"

Fear instantly transformed into hysterical madness. The two closest agents almost instinctively retreated to find cover, while simultaneously reaching for their sidearms at their waists.

However, in Lin Feng's eyes, their movements were as slow as a slow-motion scene in a movie.

Lin Feng didn't even deliberately aim; he simply raised his wrist slightly and swung his arm continuously at a frighteningly stable frequency.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The crisp, deadly gunshots rang out one after another, each bullet hitting their heads with pinpoint accuracy.

Four agents, who had just drawn their guns and hadn't even had time to release the safety, fell to the ground without a sound.

The driver of the last car, who had been waiting in the driver's seat, was terrified when he heard the sudden burst of gunfire and his companion's screams. He caught a glimpse of this horrific scene and was scared out of his wits.

He frantically turned the key, trying to escape the slaughterhouse.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast his reaction was, it couldn't match Lin Feng's speed and marksmanship.

Lin Feng started moving the car as soon as it was started.

Lin Feng didn't even move his position; he simply turned slightly to the side and held his arms out to the side.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more gunshots rang out.

Two spiderweb-like bullet holes instantly shattered on the windshield, and the driver's head snapped back before slumping limply onto the steering wheel.

From the moment Lin Feng got out of the car to the moment he eliminated all six agents, including the driver, the entire process took less than a minute.

A strong smell of blood began to fill the air.

Lin Feng remained calm.

He stepped forward and touched each corpse in turn. The black lotus mark on his palm shimmered with a faint light, silently devouring these bodies that had just lost their lives.

These guys have truly vanished into thin air.

Then, he carefully picked up all the spent cartridge cases scattered on the ground and put them into his storage space.

Then Lin Feng's gaze swept over the cowboy not far away.

The other party was a cowboy herding cattle, and he also spotted Lin Feng.

"Damn illegal immigrants."

The cowboy cursed angrily, pulled an old-fashioned Colt revolver from his waist, and fired two shots in Lin Feng's direction from horseback.

The cowboy was quite confident in his ability to shoot from horseback.

However, a terrifying scene unfolded before him.

Just as he pulled the trigger and the bullet left the barrel, he clearly saw the Asian man standing in the distance blur like a ghost and disappear from his sight.

"Bang"

A gunshot rang out close at hand. He felt a chill on his forehead as a bullet struck his temple.

The dead can no longer die.

It was quickly swallowed by darkness.

Lin Feng glanced at the longhorn cattle that had scattered in fright.

Lin Feng moved swiftly, like a tiger among sheep, his palms moving like the wind, precisely striking the vital points of each bull.

The twenty strong longhorn bulls and the tall Quarter Horse didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before Lin Feng killed them with a single palm strike.

The black lotus quietly began to operate again, devouring the corpses of these livestock as well.

Lin Feng stored the other two police cars in his spatial storage, walked to the intact police car, opened the door, and got in.