Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

When Irving pulled out a stack of cash checks, saying he earned them in one night, James was immediately filled with questions.

"What?" James was stunned. "$5? Did you rob someone? You can earn $5 in one night?"

"It's almost like robbery."

Irving looked at James with a grin and explained, "I attended a live auction at the Port of Miami and found some good stuff."

"If you're interested, I can take you there next time to broaden your horizons..."

Before Irving could finish speaking, James, as if grasping at a lifeline, stepped forward and grabbed Irving's hand. "Hey, Bro, forgive me for not realizing you're a money-making genius before. Next time there's an auction like this, please take me with you!! I just started dating a girlfriend and I'm really short on cash!"

When Irving heard that James had a girlfriend, he was taken aback.

He got a girlfriend... No wonder James was out delivering documents to customers at night.

"Okay, I'll talk to you later. I'm going to buy something to eat now, and I'll take these documents from the car over there before I come find you."

James waved his hand, just about to take the food from the Mexican shop owner.

The next second, a powerful engine roar came from the intersection not far away.

A black Toyota pickup truck was seen speeding straight towards them!

At the same time, a dark gun barrel protruded from the passenger window.

Before anyone could react, the gun barrel suddenly spewed out a fierce tongue of fire.

Da da da da da!!

Upon hearing the gunshot, everyone immediately showed fear and screamed as they ran away.

James and Irving are no exception.

The two were just about to flee into the distance.

Looking up, I realized that many people around me were already lying in pools of blood!

"F**k you!! You damn street thugs, I'm going to smash your heads in!!"

Seeing the gangsters firing indiscriminately, James cursed under his breath, but hid behind his Chevrolet. He then pulled out a handgun from the car and started firing wildly at the men.

Noticing that Irving was hiding behind a stall with a few people, James immediately shouted a warning.

"Irving, get in the car!! These gangsters are obviously insane!! If we don't leave now, we're going to be riddled with bullets!"

Upon hearing James's words, Irving slightly raised his head and surveyed the situation ahead.

Although the gunfire stopped, seeing the other man changing his magazine, Irving didn't hesitate at all. He quickly stood up and jumped into the passenger seat of James' car.

James quickly started the car and sped off onto the side street.

But a moment later, the other side caught up with them and kept attacking their car.

The bullets struck the rear of the car with a series of cracking sounds, and James immediately cursed, "Shit!!"

"Are these gang thugs brainless? Why are they chasing us around and beating us up for no reason?"

James floored the gas pedal and sped through the traffic lights, ignoring them.

When faced with traffic rules, he still felt that his own life was more important.

"Turn left! I found a side road here that can shake them off!" Owen quickly called out to remind them as he watched the shops rushing past on the side of the road.

Seeing Irving sit up straight, James immediately frowned.

"Hey, Owen, get your head down! Unless you're Superman, bullets don't have eyes!"

James turned the steering wheel and tried to shove Irving's head, but his hand missed.

Turning his head, James realized that Irving had already lowered his body.

As a veteran GTA player, Owen naturally has a certain understanding of how to dodge bullets.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig run?

No matter what, the car body is made of metal, which is more effective at stopping bullets than glass.

"James, forget about me for now, focus on driving! Losing that car behind us is the most important thing!"

Irving took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and his heart pounded!

Seeing that the other party was relentlessly pursuing him, Irving realized that the other party's target was most likely James.

If he had known the other party's target was James, he shouldn't have gotten on the bus!

It would have been so much better to crawl behind that stall!

"Quick!! Turn!!" Seeing the familiar street ahead, Owen shouted urgently, "Turn left at the intersection ahead, go through the gap between your eyes!"

Under James's control, the Chevrolet drifted and crashed directly into a densely populated commercial street.

Beep beep beep!! Beep beep beep!!

There were many pedestrians on the commercial street, but no matter how much James honked his horn, they continued to go their own way and showed no intention of giving way.

Not only that, upon hearing the blaring horn, several pedestrians blocking the way turned around and extended their middle fingers at the two men.

"F**K, this is a pedestrian street! These idiots won't move! Owen, what do we do now??"

James kept honking his horn, and when he saw that passersby were blocking his way, he almost burst into tears.

In that critical moment, Irving couldn't care less about anything else.

He gritted his teeth, stuck his head out of the car window, raised his arms, and uttered the phrase "American nightmare."

"Long live God!!!"

To Irving's surprise, the power of those words far exceeded his expectations.

As soon as he finished speaking, the pedestrians who were blocking the car froze for a moment, and then screamed as if they had seen a ghost!

One by one, people were so frightened that they covered their heads and left. In just a few seconds, the bustling pedestrian street was completely deserted.

Upon seeing that Irving had come up with such a solution, James opened his mouth, then silently gave a thumbs up.

He was just about to praise Irving.

Hearing the roar of engines coming from the street behind him, James's expression changed, and he quickly stepped on the gas and sped toward the other end of the tunnel.

A few minutes later, seeing that the Toyota in his rearview mirror hadn't caught up, James pulled over to a street and started breathing heavily.

"F**K, I almost peed my pants just now."

After calming down a bit, James, having survived the ordeal, turned around and immediately thought of Irving's triumphant shout. He couldn't help but look at Irving and exclaim, "Irving, you were so smart just now!"

"No wonder you've made so much money in such a short time. I think you should start your own gang and become the boss!"

"What's the point of being a boss? Being chased and shot all the time? I'd rather stay peacefully in the pawnshop and continue being a shrewd businessman making money..."

Irving sat up and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

Although the two had temporarily escaped their pursuers, for some reason, Irving felt uneasy.

Thinking of this, Irving looked at James and asked, "Dude, have you offended someone lately?"

"Offended anyone? I don't think so," James shook his head.

He was about to say something.

boom! ! !

The next second, the rearview mirror was shattered by a bullet!