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

While the police were busy, he suddenly floored the gas pedal and disappeared from the police car's sight in an instant.

As he drove into a relatively dilapidated and unsafe area in the northern part of the city, where there were no surveillance cameras, he turned the steering wheel and entered a quiet, deserted alley.

The car instantly disappeared into the storage space.

Almost simultaneously, he switched to a completely black Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

The engine roared low as he put on his helmet and drove out of the alley.

I saw several people ganging up on someone in the corner.

Lin Feng recognized him immediately; it was Matthew, one of his underlings from prison.

Too lazy to even waste words, Lin Feng raised his hand, and an MP5K submachine gun appeared in his hand.

Lin Feng pulled the trigger.

However, Lin Feng did not do anything reckless in broad daylight, but instead hit the wall.

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

A barrage of gunfire erupted, terrifying the thugs who screamed and retreated in panic.

After the thugs left, Matthew stood up and thanked Lin Feng, saying, "Thank you."

When Lin Feng took off his helmet, Matthew recognized him and exclaimed with delight, "Boss!"

Lin Feng nodded and said, "What happened to you, kid? You've ended up in this mess."

Matthew said awkwardly, "After getting out of prison, without a boss to protect me, I've been doing terribly."

Looking at the police cars flashing in the distance, they were clearly the police cars chasing Lin Feng.

"Get on the bus"

After Matthew got in the car, Lin Feng rode his Harley past the police car.

Finding a secluded area, Lin Feng parked the car and asked, "When did you come out?"

Matthew said, "A few days ago..."

"You got beaten up as soon as you came out?"

"Boss, you really took care of those black guys in prison."

I was playing basketball when they recognized me and beat me up.

At this point, Matthew hurriedly said, "Boss, I want to follow you."

Thinking of this, Lin Feng thought it was a good idea and asked, "How many people do you have left?"

"Boss, I still have three underlings."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng said, "It's not impossible for me to work with you."

However, you can only contact me privately; you cannot tell anyone else about my existence.

If I find out you leaked information, you know the consequences.

Matthew, naturally aware of Lin Feng's brilliance, replied with delight, "Yes, boss!"

Lin Feng tossed the submachine gun in his hand to Matthew, "Take care of those black bastards who beat you up."

Upon hearing this, Matthew hesitated for a moment, "Boss, if we kill them so openly, I'll be caught soon."

Lin Feng: "Don't worry, just do your job. You don't need to worry about the cleanup."

Matthew: "Yes, boss, I'll take action tonight."

He knew this was Lin Feng testing him; only by offering a pledge of loyalty could he gain Lin Feng's trust.

Fortune favors the bold.

Regardless of whether Lin Feng is setting him up or not, he should still give it a try.

That night, Matthew and his three henchmen, their faces covered, squatted down next to the basketball court.

Around 10 o'clock, four black men walked out carrying basketballs, looking smug.

Just past the streetlights, Matthew and his three companions ran over and unleashed a barrage of fire from their submachine guns.

The four Black men didn't even have time to run away.

Upon hearing the gunshot, the crowd on the basketball court scattered in terror.

These guys on the basketball court may talk trash all day and provoke trouble, but when they encounter a tough opponent, they all become more cowardly than dogs.

In an instant, the area around the baseball field was deserted.

Matthew and his three companions also hurriedly left.

Lin Feng, hiding in the shadows, nodded in satisfaction.

Only by being ruthless can one achieve success.

Seeing that no one was around, Lin Feng flashed a few times, and the black lotus devoured the four of them.

The group consisted of members of a local gang who enjoyed playing basketball and were extremely arrogant.

The four characters' skills can be summarized into two: one is free shopping, and the other is playing basketball, neither of which is very useful.

However, Lin Feng is now considered a skilled amateur basketball player.

With Lin Feng's physical abilities, anyone who comes would die.

Once he was sure no one was around, Lin Feng quickly left.

Time flies, and 10 days have passed.

For the past two days, Matthew has been living in constant fear, terrified that the police will come knocking on his door.

But I've never heard of any police officers looking for him.

He even went back to the scene to check and saw bullet holes and bloodstains, but he didn't hear that the police had opened a case.

This made Matthew admire Lin Feng's abilities immensely.

In less than ten days, with Lin Feng's secret help, Matthew had taken control of two communities and even had fifty men under his command.

He remains a rising underworld tycoon.

However, Lin Feng had no interest in such sordid matters as gangsters.

I actually prefer the police officers. I didn't get enough of racing last time, so I drive around in police cars every day. They have space to exist, so I can always leave gracefully.

But this thoroughly enraged the entire Las Vegas police force.

These past few days, any red Ferrari has been receiving special treatment.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng was driving his Ferrari around the streets again, once again taking a police car for a spin.

This time, the scale of the operation was unprecedented.

Within just ten minutes, fifteen police cars gave chase.

Not only that, but helicopters were also following in the air, seemingly determined to catch the Ferrari.

The batons were fully charged, ready to grab the driver.

Even the television stations that received the news sent helicopters to follow them.

This time it was quite difficult, but Lin Feng found it exciting.

The car didn't go on the highway, but instead drove around the city.

Turning into the slums and avoiding the helicopter's view, Lin Feng stored the car in his spatial storage.

The figure instantly disappeared into a small building.

As the sirens grew closer, they completely blocked the surrounding streets.

Lin Feng was happy to watch the excitement.

"Grab that damn Ferrari!"

"I'll show him how bad it is to play tricks on us."

As a result, the search yielded no results after an hour.

"Fuck you, he got away again!"

"This is unbelievable!"

Seeing the officers' exasperation, Lin Feng chuckled.

After that night...

Lin Feng's Ferrari now has a nickname: the Red Flash.

He became an idol for countless street racers.

The identity of the owner of the red Ferrari remains a mystery.

Having had his fill of racing, Lin Feng lost interest in speeding.

Instead, he planned to launder all the money in his hands.

Lin Feng had previously planned to hire a gang to launder the money, but now that he knows Anna, things are much easier.

The CIA can launder money faster and more thoroughly.

With countless subsidiaries around the world, not to mention the numerous political forces the CIA supports globally, money laundering is a piece of cake for them.

Tens of millions of US dollars, and it won't even take five minutes.

When Lin Feng called Anna, he heard Lin Feng's request.

Anna retorted, "Don't even think about using me for anything else, and forget about money laundering."

I couldn't reach you when I called you the other day, and now you only contact me when you need to use me?

Seven days have passed, and this time, everyone around me is fine. It seems the curse has disappeared.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng's lips curled into a smile.

"Very good, I admire your tough attitude."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng tossed his phone into his storage space.

Lin Feng didn't rush to settle scores with Anna; he flashed into the space.

Through the spinning black lotus, we arrived at Yongguan County once again.

Lin Feng plans to stay for a few more months this time to further improve his strength.

If you can ignore bullets, that's enough.