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

A dozen minutes later, Lin Feng had piled up a mound of yellow earth.

I silently thanked my fellow Daoist for the gift.

Zheng Hongwen, who was standing to the side, looked at Lin Feng and couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Lin, why do I feel that your speed and strength are even more impressive than before?"

"You've been busy all this time, and you're not even flushed or out of breath?"

Lin Feng coughed lightly, "Senior Brother Zheng might have misread it."

He then changed the subject, "Senior Brother Zheng, it's a meat-eating day today, why aren't you going home early?"

After saying that, Lin Feng probably pretended to be very tired.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Hongwen slapped his forehead.

He hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it's meat season! Let's go back quickly; it's not easy to eat meat even once in a while."

He quickly untied the ox rope and led the ox toward the city.

On the way back to the city, Lin Feng sat on the oxcart and started a conversation:

"Senior Brother Zheng, what realm is our master at?"

"Master? I heard he reached the fourth level of body refinement and then stopped progressing."

Why is that?

"It seems that the excessive beheadings have caused too much negative energy, which has damaged the heart meridian."

I've only heard about it, but I don't know the specific reasons.

"Does Master have a daughter?" Lin Feng suddenly thought of the woman he had seen behind Jiang Hu earlier.

"You mean Senior Sister Jiang Rou? She's an orphan that Master adopted, not his biological daughter."

My master used to be an executioner, and women were terrified of that; no one dared to marry him.

Therefore, the master naturally had no children.

Lin Feng suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

His gaze lingered on Zheng Hongwen's retreating figure, and he didn't press the matter further.

A dozen minutes later, we arrived at the city gate.

The guards outside the city gate immediately let Zheng Hongwen and Lin Feng pass upon seeing their vests.

Upon arriving at the charity hall, Zheng Hongwen said impatiently, "Junior Brother Lin, I'm starving! You'll have to eat several bowls later."

After saying that, he threw the cow rope to Lin Feng and ran to wash up.

After Lin Feng tied the cow rope, Zheng Hongwen ran excitedly into the kitchen with chopsticks and a bowl in hand.

When Zheng Hongwen lifted the lid and saw what was inside the pot, his face immediately fell.

There was only a mouthful of broth and half a steamed bun left in the pot.

There's nothing else.

Zheng Hongwen couldn't contain his anger and burst into a tirade:

"Damn it, don't they know there are still people who haven't eaten?"

"Eating meat only once every ten days, who's so greedy?"

Lin Feng, who had just arrived in the kitchen, saw this and asked, "Senior brother, what's wrong?"

"Damn it, we have nothing left. We worked ourselves to the bone, and we didn't even get a bite of food."

"I wonder which lightning struck it and ate it."

Exhausted and hungry, Zheng Hongwen could no longer control his temper and exploded.

"Zheng Hongwen, try swearing again!"

Zhou Ming's voice came from outside the kitchen.

As Zheng Hongwen and Lin Feng walked out of the kitchen, they saw Zhou Ming looking at Zheng Hongwen with a cold expression.

Seeing this, Zheng Hongwen said, "No one else said anything, but you're getting anxious. So it seems you ate the meal that Lin Feng and I had?"

"When did the charity's meals start having your name on them?"

Besides, Lin Feng never eats lunch here, so who knows if he'll come back?

Can't we eat without you?

They should take a piss and look at themselves in the mirror; what kind of person are they?

Pah~

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ming spat on Zheng Hongwen's shoe.

"Fuck your mother!" Zheng Hongwen was instantly enraged and was about to rush forward.

Zhou Ming's lips curled up, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

He was just waiting for Zheng Hongwen to make his move.

But then they saw Lin Feng grabbing Zheng Hongwen's arm.

In his anger, Zheng Hongwen struggled to break free, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge him an inch.

She couldn't help but turn around and look at Lin Feng in disbelief, never expecting him to be so strong.

Lin Feng winked at Zheng Hongwen, "Senior Brother Zheng, even if we're going to fight, let's eat first."

Before Zheng Hongwen could speak, Zhou Ming stared coldly at Lin Feng.

"Damn it, who gives you the right to speak?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Ming kicked him.

Seeing this, Lin Feng neither dodged nor evaded, and his fist met Zhou Ming's kick.

Bang!

Zhou Ming staggered back several steps, his entire right leg tingling with numbness, and his foot throbbing with excruciating pain.

She stared at Lin Feng with shocked eyes, her expression filled with disbelief.

They originally intended to use Lin Feng, the newcomer, to establish their authority, but they never expected Lin Feng to be so strong, and they ran into a brick wall.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhou Ming, which startled Zhou Ming so much that he backed away repeatedly.

They looked at Lin Feng with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Even Zheng Hongwen looked at Lin Feng with a hint of awe.

His strength is comparable to Zhou Ming's.

However, Lin Feng and Zhou Ming exchanged a punch, but Lin Feng's body did not budge.

"Senior Brother Zheng, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

"How could I possibly accept this?"

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Let's go, we'll talk outside."

The two left the charity hall one after the other, but no one in the entire charity hall dared to underestimate Lin Feng.

Most people train hard at the charity hall for three months. If they can persevere, they go to the Black Tiger Martial Arts School; if they can't, they leave.

Basically, you won't learn anything in three months.

At most, they are just a little more endurance and strength than the average person, but it's useless against someone with a knife.

There are very few people who can dominate like Lin Feng.

Sun Dayong, the person in charge of the charity, rushed over upon hearing the news. Looking at Zhou Ming, who was limping, his eyes revealed disbelief.

Being able to knock out an opponent with a single punch in a head-on confrontation is a complete display of overwhelming strength.

It relies on hard skills, not techniques.

Once you learn the techniques, you'll be unstoppable.

Sun Dayong was somewhat puzzled: Did Lin Feng already have skills when he became an apprentice, or was he simply exceptionally talented?

After thinking about it, I decided to tell my master about it.

Leaving the charity hall, Zheng Hongwen asked curiously, "Senior Brother Lin, you're so capable, why are you still working as a menial disciple at the charity hall?"

Lin Feng said strangely, "Senior Brother Zheng, what are you doing? I joined the sect late, how can I be your senior brother?"

Zheng Hongwen chuckled sheepishly, "Brother Lin, please don't flatter me. A wise person is a teacher, and besides, I've only been in the charity for a little over a month."

His strength is not as good as Senior Brother Lin's, so it is only right that he be the junior brother.

From now on, just call me that. Senior Brother Lin, don't worry about the details.

Lin Feng felt somewhat relieved by these words. "Junior Brother Zheng, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"That's more like it, that sounds much better."

Come on, Senior Brother Lin, let me treat you to a meal.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "No need, let me treat you."

"How can this be..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Feng interrupted her, "My friend gave me two wild rabbits, but I don't know how to cook them, so I asked you to help."

Zheng Hongwen's eyes lit up. "I'm best at preparing wild game, leave it to me."

"Where do you live? I'll take the rabbit over later."

"It's located in the north of the city, not far from the prison."

"Wait for me near the prison, I'm going to get a rabbit."

"Okay, no problem."

Lin Feng nodded and left first.

Looking at Lin Feng's retreating figure, Zheng Hongwen was also amazed.

"This Senior Brother Lin is truly a man of hidden talent."

Back in the courtyard, Lin Feng didn't rush to find Zheng Hongwen.

Instead, he couldn't wait to perform a set of unfamiliar boxing techniques.

It's called "The Spirit Ape Fist".

Although his muscles and bones were not yet fully developed, and some of the moves in "The Spirit Ape Fist" were rather clumsy, he could still perform them once.

This set of boxing techniques is the very kind of boxing that death row inmates practice.