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

Xiao Tao shook her head and whispered, "The three young ladies are still sleeping and haven't woken up yet."

I checked on him a few times; he was sleeping soundly, so I didn't dare wake him.

"Okay, I understand." Lin Feng waved his hand. "Let them sleep. No need to wake them."

"I've been copying all night, I deserve a good rest."

"Yes, young master."

Xiao Tao followed behind him. "Young master, shall I help you change your clothes?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "No need, you should go and rest too. I'll practice my kung fu for a while."

Xiao Tao obediently responded and withdrew.

Lin Feng entered the bedroom and gently closed the door.

The next instant, Lin Feng appeared in the space. Looking at the vortex below the black lotus, he went in without hesitation.

They reappeared in the urban world.

Inside Sarah's villa in Las Vegas.

More than a month later, Lin Feng felt a little out of sorts returning to the United States.

During this period, Lin Feng was quite enamored with the twins.

Before I left, I wanted Anna from the CIA to help me launder money, but she disagreed and said the curse had disappeared.

Since that's the case, Lin Feng decided to prolong the duration of the curse.

Of course, with the White Jade Token in hand, Lin Feng didn't have the habit of taking matters into his own hands.

However, if Lin Feng wants to send the White Jade Token out, he still has to make the trip himself.

Using a courier service is definitely out of the question; that thing is too unreliable and could cause all sorts of trouble.

Sarah returned in the evening.

As soon as she entered the door, without saying a word, she rushed over and hugged Lin Feng, sealing his mouth with a passionate kiss.

Lin Feng was a little dazed by the kiss, but quickly realized that something was wrong with her emotions.

He gently pushed her away, somewhat puzzled, "You seem off. What's wrong?"

Sarah shrugged, looking helpless. "My dad wants me to break up with you."

Otherwise, they'll suspend his supplementary card, take back the villa, and force me to resign from the detention center.

You know, you only got that job because of his connections.

Lin Feng looked at her and asked seriously, "So what are your thoughts?"

Sarah didn't hesitate at all, staring straight at him, and said nonchalantly, "I choose you."

She smiled and continued, "So what if I don't want a villa? I have hands and feet, I won't starve."

It's okay if the supplementary card is suspended, since I don't use it much anyway, and I still have a credit card.

As for work... I can always apply to another hospital.

After listening, Lin Feng gave a thumbs up.

"Good! You've made the best decision of your life, and you'll be proud of it."

Sarah paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh? Aren't you Chinese people supposed to be more modest? You're actually this proud?"

"Confidence comes from ability."

Lin Feng said matter-of-factly, "Follow me, and I'll make sure you live the high life. It's just a villa, right? We'll buy a new one."

He paused, then released his grip: "Wait..."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bedroom.

Sarah stood there, watching his back with a curious expression.

A moment later, Lin Feng came out of the bedroom, carrying a black briefcase.

He placed the box on the coffee table and opened it with a "click".

Sarah leaned closer to take a look, and her eyes widened instantly.

The box was neatly stacked with stacks of US dollars, their green color gleaming enticingly under the light.

A rough count suggests at least two million.

"Wow!" Sarah exclaimed, looking at Lin Feng incredulously. "How did you get so many US dollars? Where did you get them?"

"Is it enough to buy a villa?" Lin Feng didn't answer, but asked instead.

Sarah nodded, then shook her head: "It's enough, but how do we explain the source of this money? Those ruthless guys in the IRS, once they discover a large sum of money with an unclear source, they'll pounce like sharks that smell blood."

She looked at Lin Feng with some concern.

Just as Lin Feng was about to speak, Sarah's eyes suddenly lit up, and she excitedly grabbed his arm and said, "Honey, how about we go to Texas to visit McKenna?"

It should be very simple to swipe through her account.

Just register it under her name.

Her family has such a big farm, a simple accounting job would be enough to settle things.

Lin Feng: "That's a good idea."

As long as you don't mind.

"I don't mind."

"Okay, we'll talk about it when we buy the villa."

I have an even better candidate; she can launder money faster.

You can use my supplementary card to swipe as much as you want then.

"Okay, darling, whatever you say." Sarah didn't ask any more questions and leaned on his shoulder with a smile.

Lin Feng patted her cheek: "Tomorrow we're going on a road trip."

"Great! Where should we go?" Sarah's eyes lit up.

"Let's go to Washington, D.C., do some sightseeing, and launder some money while we're at it."

"Huh? Washington?"

Sarah paused for a moment, then nodded. "No problem! But we need to change cars. My current Cadillac Escalade also belongs to my dad."

Now that I've chosen you, I can no longer use his money or his car.

"It's no big deal, I'll just buy one tomorrow."

"OK!"

That evening, Lin Feng let Sarah experience the Xuan Ding Scripture, a cultivation technique she had just learned.

The effects, needless to say, are self-evident.

High lakes stretch endlessly.

She both loved and feared Lin Feng.

What I love about this man is that he can always surprise me, but it's just too much.

The next morning, the two went to Zegna to pick up the suits they had ordered.

After picking up their clothes, the two headed straight to the Rolls-Royce dealership.

A white salesman approached with a beaming smile, his eyes sweeping over Lin Feng and Sarah before quickly identifying them as potential customers.

"Good afternoon, you two. How can I help you?"

Lin Feng pointed to the black Cullinan and got straight to the point: "How much is this black Cullinan BB version?"

The salesperson smiled and said, "Sir, you have excellent taste. This model is priced at $48, but due to its configuration and market demand, the market adjustment price is $15."

Lin Feng understood; the so-called market regulation meant buying at a higher price.

In the past, Japanese cars in China loved to use this tactic.

"Including other fees, how much will it cost in total?"

The salesperson quickly did some mental calculations and counted on his fingers, saying, "There's also a 10% federal sales tax, which is $63,000."

The total cost of insurance and registration is US$2.6.

There is also a 7.5% Nevada purchase tax.

All told, to drive it on the road, the total cost would be approximately US$76.6.

"OK, cash."

The salesperson paused for a moment, then his smile almost burst out.

This is a big client.

Everything went smoothly from then on.

Sign the contract, make the payment, and complete the formalities.

An hour later, Lin Feng was already sitting in the driver's seat of the brand-new Cullinan, gripping the steering wheel.

Sarah, who was in the passenger seat, was wearing a bodycon skirt. Lin Feng couldn't help but touch her legs; they were so smooth.

Sarah couldn't help but say about the car, "Honey, the insurance for this car is too expensive, and the maintenance and repairs are also costly and not worth it."

Lin Feng shrugged indifferently: "It's fine, money comes from thin air anyway, if it breaks, we can just buy another one."

Sarah rolled her eyes, then remembered something: "If this money doesn't go through McKenna's account, and I suddenly have a car worth over $700,000 under my name, the tax system will definitely report it, and it will be a real problem when the tax authorities investigate."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Isn't that simple?"

Tell McKenna that she lent it to you.

"With her family's huge farm, lending you a million dollars is like child's play!"

"That's correct."

Lin Feng stepped on the gas, and the Cullinan smoothly drove out of the 4S store and merged into the traffic.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and melodious music plays.

The two didn't pack anything and drove straight to Washington.

Anna, who was at work, suddenly felt an itch in her nose and sneezed.