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

The three women were unaware of Lin Feng's actions.

I saw nothing and felt nothing.

Following Lin Feng's instructions, Guo Lin slammed on the gas pedal.

That stomp was solid.

The twelve-cylinder twin-turbocharged engine let out a powerful roar.

"boom--"

The car shot off like an arrow.

It sped onto the highway in just two or three seconds.

The speed was so fast that Guo Lin turned pale with fright, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and immediately slammed on the brakes.

I didn't dare to breathe until the car came to a steady stop on the road.

"My God, what's wrong with this car?"

Why did you suddenly dart out like that? You scared me to death!

Guo Lin patted her chest, panting heavily, her heart pounding wildly.

The sudden push was so intense that I was pressed down into the seat.

"I was startled too. The wheels were stuck in the sand, how did they suddenly get out?" Sun Ting asked in confusion.

"I don't know either"

Lin Feng leaned back in his seat. "A twelve-cylinder engine requires you to floor the accelerator to bring out its performance characteristics."

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of money?

You drive too gently; you've ruined this car.

Guo Lin shook her head, both amused and exasperated.

A car stuck in sand could never get out so easily; it just doesn't feel right.

Thinking back to when she stepped on the gas, I felt the car was on a highway, with a strong grip.

There is clearly a problem.

But she also knew that there were too many things about Lin Feng that she couldn't understand, so she wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

She took a deep breath and then asked, "Boss, where are we going now?"

"Where do you want to go?" Lin Feng asked back, his gaze sweeping over the three women.

The three women exchanged glances and shook their heads.

"Why don't we just go home?" Sun Ting suggested first.

"Yeah, we came out to enjoy the sunset and relax, but that old black man ruined the whole atmosphere."

Guo Lin's tone still carried a hint of regret and frustration.

It was a perfectly nice evening, the sunset was so beautiful, and I was in such a good mood.

Unfortunately, he got into trouble with a drug-addicted street thug and almost got into a car accident.

"Okay, let's go home."

Lin Feng nodded.

For him, it doesn't matter where he goes.

That evening, Anna from the CIA also arrived.

She was wearing a smart black suit skirt, which showed off her beautiful figure.

Upon entering and seeing Lin Feng, he greeted him with a warm smile.

"What's wrong? Trying to break the curse again?"

Nine times out of ten, when this woman comes to him, it's to break the curse.

Anna shook her head, her smile widening.

He rushed to Lin Feng, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation:

"Lin, I want that corpse-dissolving potion."

Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

How did Anna know he had the body-dissolving potion?

The news spread way too fast. Anna wasn't even there when he was showing off the body-dissolving liquid in his car.

It was then speculated that Sarah and her two friends had leaked the information.

"How did you know I had corpse-dissolving potion?" Lin Feng asked.

Anna blinked and said without any hesitation, "They said it in the group chat."

Lin Feng was even more surprised. He turned to look at Sun Ting and Guo Lin, who were practicing yoga.

He glanced at Sarah, who was coming down the stairs, and couldn't help but ask:

"You guys still have a group chat?"

Anna nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course."

We have a group chat for our girlfriends, where we usually chat and exchange information.

Sharing experiences and such.

Sarah just sent a message in the group saying that you have some kind of magical stuff called "corpse-dissolving water."

A single drop can burn a corpse completely.

I rushed over as soon as I saw the news.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that these women were quite adept at having fun, actually creating a girls' group behind his back.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; none of the women around him are easy to deal with.

He couldn't be bothered to guess what they were talking about when they got together.

Anna eagerly pressed on:

"Is that corpse-dissolving potion really that powerful?"

A single drop could burn an entire corpse to ashes?

Not even bones left?

Without saying a word, Lin Feng took out a bottle of corpse-dissolving water from his spatial storage and casually tossed it to her.

Anyway, he refined two bottles of this stuff, and the cost was so low it was negligible.

Giving Anna a bottle wouldn't be a problem.

As Anna, a CIA agent,

She definitely didn't intend to collect the body-dissolving liquid.

Most likely, there's some kind of corpse that they don't want others to know about that needs to be dealt with.

Anna carefully took the small porcelain bottle, held it in her hands, and examined it over and over, her fingers trembling slightly.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Lin, you're so kind. No wonder we couldn't find your body after you committed so many crimes. Now I understand."

Lin Feng looked at her overly excited expression with curiosity and casually asked:

"You didn't kill someone and are in a hurry to dispose of the body, did you?"

Anna carefully placed the small porcelain bottle into the inside pocket of her suit.

I patted the pocket to make sure it was secure.

Then he smiled mysteriously, not giving a direct answer, but saying vaguely:

"I might need it in the future."

In our line of work, it's always good to be prepared.

Lin Feng didn't ask any more questions.

Anna works for the CIA, and there are some things she can't say, nor is Lin Feng interested in knowing.

In the evening, there was naturally another lively mahjong game that combined Chinese and Western styles.

Lin Feng took the main seat and played a fierce mahjong game until the very end.

The villa was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere.

The next morning, Guo Lin drove to the airport and picked up her friend Qiao Chen.

Lin Feng met the Stanford doctoral student in the living room of the villa.

Qiao Chen wore black-rimmed glasses; her features were delicate and her skin was fair and clean.

He was quite tall, about 1.75 meters, with a slender and well-proportioned figure.

Her long, black hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she wore a brown trench coat over a white shirt.

She was wearing jeans, carrying a backpack, and had a suitcase at her feet.

She is very beautiful and is the type of woman men most want to marry.

A clean, gentle, and intellectual beauty.

He exudes a strong scholarly air, clearly someone who spends a lot of time in libraries and laboratories.

When Qiao Chen walked into the living room, she saw Lin Feng sitting casually on the sofa.

His left arm was around Sarah's waist, and his right arm was on Sun Ting's shoulder.

The two women nestled in his arms, one on each side, their posture intimate and natural.

Qiao Chen's expression instantly became incredibly interesting; her eyes widened and her mouth formed an "O" shape.

He paused for a moment, almost tripping over his own suitcase.

She glanced at Guo Lin, then at Sun Ting, and finally her gaze settled on Lin Feng.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down. He clearly wanted to ask something, but felt it would be too presumptuous.