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

These words completely ignited McKenna's competitive spirit, and a fierce fighting spirit burned in her bright blue eyes.

"Lin, bring it on."

I, McKenna, have never been afraid of anyone on the shooting range. You are the guest, so you go first.

I want to see for myself just how fast you can go.

"Okay."

Lin Feng no longer declined, "There's no need to toss them one by one, it's too slow."

Can we fly ten frisbees together?

"Throw ten at once?" McKenna and the ranch worker operating the target launcher were both taken aback. "Are you sure? The intervals are very short, and the trajectories will even intersect."

"Sure"

"it is good"

Everything is ready.

Lin Feng stood at the firing position, his shoulder against the butt of the rifle, his gaze calmly fixed on the target launch port.

"Ready to launch!"

The worker pressed the button.

"call out……"

Ten orange frisbees flew into the air at an extremely high speed.

"Bang…"

The shooting was almost without hesitation or waste, as precise as a programmed machine.

The gunfire stopped abruptly when the last frisbee was shot and destroyed in mid-air.

The speed was too fast; before any of the frisbees even reached their highest point, Lin Feng knocked them down.

Sarah had already started timing with another stopwatch. "1.35 seconds, all ten frisbees hit the target. McKenna, it's your turn."

McKenna shrugged helplessly and raised her hands decisively: "I give up."

"Lin, how did you do that? This is not a reaction or precision that a human should have."

Lin Feng put down the rifle. "This is the gun's limit, not mine."

McKenna looked at his nonchalant manner, and a sudden thought flashed through her mind. Half-jokingly and half-seriously, she said, "Lin, to be honest, with your abilities, can you establish your own 'cult'?"

There are definitely plenty of people who would want to follow you.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng waved his hand immediately: "No, I'm not in the mood to fool people, especially with the Great God of Harmony involved."

Seeing that Lin Feng had no interest in the Lijiao sect, Sarah's eyes lit up slightly, as if she was quite interested.

"Beep beep," the walkie-talkie on the wall suddenly rang.

"Boss, something's up."

Several cars bearing Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) markings pulled up outside the gate. They said they had received a tip and wanted to take away an Asian male named "Lin Feng".

They said he was suspected of illegal entry and had immigration issues, so we stopped them from entering, but they were very firm. What should the boss do now?

McKenna's face instantly darkened, and a hint of the fierceness and protectiveness typical of Texans flashed between her brows.

She grabbed the walkie-talkie, pressed the call button, and said in a cold, authoritative voice, "Listen, stop them for me."

Make it clear to them that this is private property and protected by law.

Without a search warrant or arrest warrant, anyone who dares to break in without permission is considered to have committed trespassing.

Under Texas law and ranch regulations, the guard has the right to use all necessary means.

"Shoot me if you dare to trespass!"

Seeing McKenna's angry expression, Lin Feng waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be so nervous. Tell them on the walkie-talkie that I'll be right there and to ask them to wait a moment."

"Lin, you are my guest, and more importantly, my friend. We absolutely cannot let them take you away," McKenna said firmly, not giving an inch.

"On my turf, I absolutely cannot stand by and watch you be taken away by them."

"Now come with me. I'll drive you away via the back road of the ranch; they won't be able to catch you."

Lin Feng smiled, patted her shoulder, and gestured for her to relax: "Don't worry."

Their procedures are no match for me.

There's no need to confront them head-on and escalate the situation to the point of shooting.

That would be bad for you and for the ranch.

After all, they're in a very favorable position right now, and with Chuanzi's support, whatever they do is politically correct.

Hearing Lin Feng's concern for her situation, McKenna was slightly taken aback, and a feeling of gratitude welled up in her heart.

Sarah, standing to the side, showed no sign of tension. Instead, she crossed her arms and smiled faintly. "Don't worry about Lin's abilities. You only saw a little bit of it just now."

This situation poses no threat to him.

Seeing that Lin Feng and Sarah both appeared so confident and certain, McKenna, though still harboring doubts and worries, no longer insisted on fleeing immediately.

She nodded. "Okay, I'll do as you say."

The three mounted their horses, with Lin Feng carrying Sarah and McKenna leading the way, heading towards the entrance of the ranch.

On the way, Lin Feng also wanted to conduct an experiment to see if the white jade token was useful.

With a thought, a white jade token appeared in his hand.

This thing is really weird in Yongguan County, and he's a little curious whether it's useful in this urban world.

Upon arriving near the ranch gate, three black Chevrolet SUVs bearing the logo of the U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) were blocking the entrance.

Eight fully armed agents stood in front of the vehicle, their hands on their holsters.

The leader was a tall, burly, middle-aged white captain with a cold and hard expression.

Seeing Lin Feng approach on horseback, several agents immediately raised their pistols and pointed them at him, shouting sternly, "Stop! Dismount!"

The captain stepped forward, his sharp gaze sweeping over Lin Feng, and said in a formulaic, cold tone, "Lin Feng?"

We have received reliable intelligence and verified border surveillance records that you are suspected of illegal entry.

"Now, please cooperate immediately and come with us for investigation."

Sarah and McKenna's faces darkened, and they were about to speak in rebuttal, but Lin Feng stopped them with a look.

Lin Feng calmly dismounted, winked at them, and mouthed silently, "Stay calm, don't panic."

He did not resist, allowing the two detectives to come forward and handcuff his hands behind his back.

Then they pressed him against the hood of the car and began searching him.

An agent quickly pulled the warm, white jade token from Lin Feng's coat pocket.

"What is this?" he asked, picking it up and weighing it in his hand.

Lin Feng turned his head and answered calmly, "It's an ancestral jade pendant, a small antique, probably worth a few hundred thousand US dollars."

Be careful not to break it.

"Hundreds of thousands of US dollars?" The agent and the others next to him had a sudden flash of interest.

For them, confiscating valuables from illegal immigrants is sometimes an unspoken source of extra income, and nobody investigates it.

After all, they are illegal immigrants and have no human rights whatsoever.

Seeing this, Sarah immediately warned in a cold voice: "Pay attention to your procedures. This is his legitimate private property. You have no right to confiscate it."

If I lose it, I will definitely sue you and your department.

Upon hearing this, the detectives wore expressions of disdain and mockery.

The captain in the lead didn't even glance at Sarah, but directly took the white jade token from his subordinate and examined it carefully.

The jade is warm and smooth to the touch, and the carving is simple and unadorned; it is certainly not an ordinary piece.

His eyes revealed an undisguised fondness and greed.

With the rednecks' power greatly increased, they might as well take advantage of this extra income.

As for filing a lawsuit?

Under this climate of political correctness, their actions are authorized, and prosecutions often amount to much ado about nothing, ultimately fizzling out.

Sarah wanted to say something more, but Lin Feng shook his head slightly and winked at her.

Soon, Lin Feng was put into the back seat of the middle Chevrolet, guarded by an agent on each side.

The convoy started, turned around, and drove away from the ranch along the same route they had come from.

The captain sat in the passenger seat, still fondling the white jade token. The more he looked at it, the more he felt it was a valuable item, and he wondered how much it was worth so he could find out when he got back.

The others were also very happy, as they got a share of it too.

The car sped up, but just as it passed an inconspicuous pothole, the car suddenly lurched.

Almost simultaneously, "Bang!"

A gunshot rang out in the enclosed carriage.

"Ah~ my legs, fuck squid!"

Immediately afterwards, the captain in the co-pilot's seat let out a heart-wrenching scream.

His right thigh, near the seat, was instantly stained red with blood.

A bullet pierced his thigh, causing severe trauma.

The agent behind him turned pale: "I...I'm sorry, my gun went off accidentally."

The driver hurriedly said, "Judging from the amount of blood, it seems a major artery has been damaged. Stop the bleeding immediately and get him to the hospital right away!"

"So what should we do with this Chinese person?"

"Get him into another car, let him get in the one in the back, this car will take the captain directly to the nearest hospital! Hurry."

Seeing this, Lin Feng's lips curled up. This white jade token is something else.

Then Lin Feng was dragged out of the car and escorted to the car behind.

Then Lin Feng saw the Chevrolet and sped off.

The hospital is still dozens of kilometers away.

Before they had gone far, Lin Feng saw the car overturn at a bend in the road. To avoid a herd of cattle, the car ran directly over a rock and overturned.