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

The camera finally moved away and turned to another couple.

But the couple was clearly provoked by the previous couple. The woman pushed the man hard, and the man looked helpless. Finally, he symbolically touched his lips together, which drew boos from the audience.

Clearly, the combination without Lin Feng was far more effective.

However, it's clearly inappropriate to keep the camera focused on Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sat in his seat, with a woman on each side.

With keen perception, one can clearly sense the envy, jealousy, and desire to take the place of the person in the gazes cast upon them.

In particular, many young Chinese people looked at Lin Feng with eyes that were almost red with envy.

They're both Chinese, so why is this guy surrounded by two gorgeous foreign women?

Why is he the center of attention at Madison Square Garden?

It's not impossible for Chinese people to date foreign women, but it's still very difficult to date such a top-quality foreign woman.

This is a true reflection of the feelings of many Chinese audience members present at this moment.

They looked at the Chinese face on the big screen, flanked by two stunning foreign women, with very complex expressions.

Some people thought sourly: How much money must have been spent to make two beautiful women so devoted to each other?

But then I thought about it again. I know quite a few rich kids, some of whom spend money to pick up girls, but I've never seen anyone who can pick up girls at this level.

Money isn't everything, but some people just happen to have it.

The atmosphere in the venue remained lively, but the photographers clearly dared not point their lenses at Lin Feng anymore.

Firstly, there was a fear that the interactive segment during the intermission might overshadow the main event, turning it into someone else's personal activity.

Secondly—to be honest—they didn't want to see a Chinese person in the limelight like that. The camera began to frequently pan to other viewers.

There were couples kissing, people holding children, and people dressed in funny outfits, but no matter where the camera panned, people couldn't help but turn their heads to look towards the fifth row every now and then.

Lin Feng sat there, feeling the gazes coming from all directions—envious, jealous, complicated, curious, and all sorts of things.

He glanced around, then lowered his voice and said to Sarah and McKenna, "You two are just making me a target."

Sarah shrugged nonchalantly, a smug smile playing on her lips: "So what if they're attracting hatred? They can only watch."

"that is."

McKenna chimed in, her eyes brimming with the pride typical of Texas women, "My man must be the best."

Their jealousy is their business, what does it have to do with me?

He said this with complete confidence, without the slightest embarrassment.

Looking at the two foreign women, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Their thinking is just different."

If it were a girl in China, being stared at like that would make her feel a little uncomfortable.

They were even afraid of being misunderstood.

These two, on the other hand, get more excited the more attention they receive, completely disregarding the opinions of others.

He coughed lightly, interrupting the smugness of the two "eye-catching bags".

"Alright, alright, stop showing off."

This match doesn't look very interesting. Let's go, let's leave.

Sarah paused for a moment, looking at the players on the field with a sense of lingering interest.

She really enjoys watching the NBA, and she often watches live streams when she has nothing to do at home.

But since Lin Feng said he was leaving, she simply nodded.

McKenna didn't care anymore; she had always felt that basketball wasn't as exciting as one-on-one, so leaving early or late made no difference.

"No problem, let's go now."

The three of them stood up and, under the complex gazes of those around them, walked through the crowd and out of Madison Square Garden.

It was already around 8 p.m.

New York's nightlife is just getting started.

As he walked onto the main road, the scene before him made Lin Feng take a few more glances.

The streets were lined with women wearing bodycon skirts.

They have all kinds of skin tones, body types, and styles—blonde, brown, and black hair.

They were all wearing short skirts, showing off their long legs.

They gathered in groups, leaning against the fence and chatting.

Each one is sexier than the last.

Each one of them is more daring in their attire than the last.

Most of them were bare-legged, and although the New York night was already a bit chilly, they didn't seem to care at all.

The entire neighborhood was filled with an atmosphere of extravagance and debauchery.

Lin Feng clicked his tongue in amazement.

"As expected of the world capital, it's teeming with beautiful women."

Sarah smiled and took his arm: "Of course."

Ahead lies a street lined with bars, where beautiful women from all over the world gather. Models, internet celebrities, actresses, students—you name it.

Beautiful women always gravitate towards the most bustling places and the most lucrative industries.

She paused, tilted her head to look at Lin Feng, a mischievous smile in her eyes.

"Honey, if you want to woo them, you'll have to show your skills."

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow: "What level of strength?"

Sarah didn't answer directly, but instead gestured towards the street on her right.

"Look over there."

Lin Feng looked in the direction Sarah indicated.

On the side of the street, two black men were fawning over a blonde woman.

A man with a speaker on his shoulder swayed his body to the beat, looking like a wind-up snake.

The other one was doing the moonwalk on the ground, occasionally doing a somersault; the movements were quite nimble.

Both of them thought they looked incredibly cool, their faces practically screaming, "Look how awesome we are!"

Unfortunately, reality is cruel.

Neither of the two Black men were as tall as the blonde woman.

The woman, wearing 6-centimeter high heels, looked down at them with disdain on her face.

She backed away, waving her hands and repeatedly saying, "No, no, no..."

After arguing for a while, the two black men lost interest in the beautiful woman and immediately changed their target.

This time, they targeted a girl with a Chinese face who looked like an international student.

The other party was even more decisive, simply waving their hand, turning around and running away without even giving them a second glance.

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

He thought of those single guys back home who couldn't find girlfriends. If they had even half the confidence of these two black men, they'd have so many women they couldn't sleep with them all.

Most men aren't not good enough, but they simply don't dare to speak up; they deny themselves before even taking any action.

His smile, combined with the already eye-catching combination of Sarah and McKenna, immediately drew the attention of the two older Black men.

Seeing the mocking smile on Lin Feng's face, the two felt offended.

The black man who had just done a somersault exchanged a glance with the other man and immediately rushed forward.

"Hey! What are you laughing at? You bastard!"

"You're not welcome here, go back to your own place."

"This is America, you damn Asian!" Lin Feng looked at the two who were already courting death, but instead of killing them immediately, he started cursing, "I laugh at you two for being idiots."

Eating too much watermelon makes your brain full of water.

Go pick cotton when you have nothing to do, and let your brain get some sunshine.

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately exploded.

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