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

Just then, a sharp, urgent siren blared from afar, breaking the stillness of the night.

Moreover, the sound quickly grew louder, clearly heading towards the hotel.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment. Arrest him?

Curious, I walked to the window, lifted a corner of the curtain, and looked down.

On the road in front of the hotel, three police cars with their roof lights flashing were chasing a Ford F-150 pickup truck that was fleeing in a frantic manner.

A figure suddenly leaned out of the rear window of the pickup truck, followed by "Bang! Bang!"

Several crisp gunshots rang out, and the muzzles flashed briefly in the darkness.

The bullet struck the hood of the police car, sending sparks flying. The police car swerved to avoid it, but did not give up the pursuit.

Seeing this, Lin Feng lowered the curtains and ignored it.

Happy America, shooting every day.

It's not normal that there were no gunshots that day.

I lay back down on the bed, played on my phone for a while, and then sleepiness gradually crept in.

The next morning, just as the eastern sky began to lighten...

Lin Feng was awakened by a series of urgent knocks on the door.

"Fuck you, why are you knocking so early?"

"It's me, darling!" A familiar female voice, tinged with suppressed excitement, came from outside the door.

Lin Feng instantly regained his senses and lightly leaped to the doorway.

As soon as the door opened, a slender figure carrying a fragrant scent rushed in.

She crashed solidly into his arms, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

The person who arrived was Sarah.

She tilted her head back, her azure eyes sparkling with undisguised joy, her long golden hair slightly disheveled, clearly indicating that she had rushed over early in the morning.

"Lin, I miss you so much."

"You have a fever again?"

"Please, Dr. Lin, give me an injection."

Lin Feng chuckled: "You know what, I've recently learned some medical skills, and my injection technique is incredibly good."

......

Time passed quietly, and by the time Lin Feng and Sarah finished getting ready, the clock had already struck 11 a.m.

Sunlight streamed through the motel's thin curtains, casting bright patches of light into the room.

Sarah blushed. When white people are excited or shy, the blush spreads from their cheeks to their necks, becoming particularly noticeable. This is the origin of the term "redneck."

She affectionately linked arms with Lin Feng, and the two went downstairs together.

The bald, bearded, fat boss was still at the front desk.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up and his gaze fell on the two of them.

Especially when you see Sarah's face, flushed like a doll's after being moisturized, and her curvaceous and hot figure wrapped in tight jeans and a T-shirt.

A fleeting, undisguised jealousy flashed in his eyes, which quickly transformed into an offensive anger.

In the minds of rednecks, white people are superior beings.

In his view, white people are the superior beings favored by God, possessing the best genes.

Asians are often unjustly categorized as inferior.

At this moment, he saw this stunningly beautiful white woman, whom he considered to be exceptional, snuggling intimately next to a yellow-skinned man, who had just been shouting loudly.

It's such a shame that such a beautiful white woman was ridden by an Asian man.

The feeling was like swallowing a fly whole – utterly disgusting.

His anger reached its peak when he saw Sarah look up at Lin Feng, her deep blue eyes brimming with genuine happiness and dependence.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer, slamming the newspaper down in his hand and yelling gruffly at Sarah, "Why? Girl, look at you! Why do you have to find a yellow-skinned monkey?"

His tone was full of incomprehension and anger, as if he were heartbroken that his own good cabbage had been ruined by wild boars.

The proprietress next to him, with a waist as thick as a bucket and wearing a dirty apron, was wiping cups when she heard this. She sneered and couldn't help but mock, "Old Jack, just shut up."

"If I were thirty years younger, I'd also date someone like him."

She brazenly looked Lin Feng up and down, smacked her lips, and said, "That sounds really exciting, like a tireless bulldozer. I felt like our old house was about to be shaken to pieces just now."

"It's much better than following a piece of trash like you, hmph!"

"Fuck you, you stupid woman!" The boss was furious, his fat face turning even redder than Sarah's.

He never expected that it would be his own wife who betrayed him.

"Don't talk about things you're not good at, you useless piece of trash." The proprietress rolled her eyes, her disdain evident.

Lin Feng took in the whole scene, and instead of being angry, he felt a sense of smug satisfaction.

I completely understand the boss's mindset.

This feeling is like seeing a beautiful, fair-skinned woman with a sexy figure walking out of a hotel with an older Black man in China.

Lin Feng was also displeased.

He suddenly had a mischievous thought and was no longer in a hurry to leave.

As I approached the hotel entrance, the sunlight was rather dazzling.

Lin Feng stopped and deliberately turned around. Under the boss's almost fiery gaze, he reached out and put his arm around Sarah's slender waist, then lowered his head and gave her a passionate kiss.

Sarah was taken aback at first, but then she realized what was happening. Instead of resisting, she responded enthusiastically, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The two lingered at the door for a good ten seconds before reluctantly parting ways.

Sarah blushed even more, playfully punched him, but her eyes were full of laughter.

The redneck boss was so angry that his whole body was trembling. He pointed to the door and squeezed out the words through gritted teeth: "Get out! Get out of here! You're not welcome here."

Lin Feng then embraced Sarah with satisfaction and left the hotel.

When I arrived at the parking lot, I saw this black Cadillac Escalade.

"Lin, you drive, my legs are shaking a bit."

"no problem"

Sarah sat directly in the passenger seat after getting into the spacious car.

Fasten your seatbelt and you can't help but giggle: "Lin, you're so mean, you're deliberately trying to annoy him."

Lin Feng started the car. "Yeah, that old bastard is so angry. The more annoyed he is, the happier I am."

The car smoothly drove onto the interstate highway, and the vast Texas wilderness unfolded outside the car window, with a high sky and thin clouds.

Sarah leaned back lazily in the leather seat, turned to the side, and looked at Lin Feng with bright eyes: "Darling, we've come all this way to Texas, how about we have a good time first?"

There are so many places to visit in Texas!

She counted on her fingers: "Austin, known as the 'Live Music Capital of the World,' has music in bars that can drive you crazy at night."

And then there's Dallas, a shopping paradise.

Houston's space center...

But what I really want to experience is authentic Western cowboy culture.

"We can go to a real cowboy town, see longhorn cattle, try horseback riding, and experience the Western atmosphere." Her tone was full of anticipation; traveling with someone she liked made her very excited.

Lin Feng held the steering wheel with one hand and casually rested the other hand on the car window, and said with a smile, "Sure, no problem."

Anyway, there's no rush, let's treat it as a vacation. What do you want to eat?

"Texas steak, the kind that's still pink when you cut it open!"

Sarah immediately replied, "Also, the burritos here are super authentic, and I can't live without them if you like spicy food."

Looking at the seemingly endless, straight road ahead, Lin Feng suddenly had a mischievous urge. He turned to Sarah and asked, "Have you ever eaten 'Texas Braised Chicken'?"