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

Despite having a bad feeling, she still clung to a sliver of hope.

Lin Feng's answer was simple and cold, shattering her last shred of hope: "I sent them to meet God."

They should be grateful they met me, because I let them pass away peacefully, without much suffering.

His tone was so flat, it was as if he were just saying he had dealt with two pieces of trash.

"You bastard!!" Despite being mentally prepared, hearing it firsthand still overwhelmed Anna with immense anger and a touch of sadness at the loss of her comrade.

Her face flushed red, and ignoring the pain in her ankle, she shouted angrily, "You're a beast, a cold-blooded executioner!"

They were just following a mission, why did you kill them?

"Why?" Lin Feng scoffed. "I'm just giving them a taste of their own medicine."

If you want to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed.

"Impossible! They've received the most rigorous training; they wouldn't be killed so easily..."

Anna retorted excitedly, but halfway through her sentence, she suddenly realized that arguing with such a non-human being who treated human life like dirt and used bizarre methods was pointless.

Lin Feng was clearly too lazy to continue arguing about this topic.

He leaned slightly closer to Anna, his voice low but carrying an undeniable sense of pressure: "Right now, I'm also in a dilemma about how to deal with you."

I originally wanted to do it myself, but the CIA headquarters was heavily guarded and there were too many people. If I took action, it would cause too much of a commotion.

But if I ask you to listen to me, you definitely won't cooperate. What do you suggest we do then?

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Anna's lips.

She forced back her pain and fear, raised her head, and tried to regain some professional confidence: "You managed to sneak into my apartment and subdue me, so you must have some skill."

But do you think you, alone, can take on the entire CIA?

Do you still want the CIA to erase all records about you?

Who do you think you are? Just a clown.

She paused, her tone defiant, "Unless you have a pardon personally signed by the president."

Otherwise, from the moment you come into the CIA's sights, your file is permanently tracked; it will only grow and never disappear.

After listening, Lin Feng did not show the anger or anxiety that Anna had expected.

He just smiled faintly.

"It seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Lin Feng said slowly;

"I'm just stating the facts."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng released his legs from Anna's ankles, which puzzled Anna.

They thought Lin Feng was just bragging.

Just then, Lin Feng simply tapped her under her ribs.

He then whispered, "Let me show you the magic of acupressure."

Anna was stunned at first, and then she felt as if her blood was flowing backward.

My breathing became rapid, and I felt completely powerless.

Then I felt a huge stinging pain.

Even Anna, who had been trained, began to beg for mercy in an instant.

"Please, let me go! What do you want me to do?"

Lin Feng did not stop, but sat on the sofa and watched indifferently.

In just a few moments, Anna's entire body turned red, and she was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

In an instant, I was unable to urinate.

Business suits are starting to be trendy.

"Untie it quickly, I'll do whatever you say," Anna said, her breathing becoming labored and her face turning bluish-purple.

His eyes were full of pleading.

Driven by her survival instinct, she slowly crawled toward Lin Feng.

By the time Anna reached Lin Feng's feet, she was on the verge of fainting.

Lin Feng then released the pressure points.

Anna lay on the ground, panting heavily, looking as if she had been pulled out of the water.

"Damn it, what do you want me to do? Just tell me!"

Lin Feng: "Didn't I say that?"

"You devil, God will punish you!"

At this moment, looking at Anna who was barely breathing, Lin Feng smiled.

He doesn't really have the means to control Anna long-term right now. Killing her is easy, but completely controlling her is quite difficult.

Even using enhancers won't work; these things are everywhere.

Money is out of the question; this woman clearly isn't short of money, living in a luxury apartment that costs five thousand US dollars a month.

Lin Feng looked down at Anna and said, "I don't care what method you use, delete all my information and videos in America."

Anna glared fiercely at Lin Feng, wondering what he was up to, but it turned out to be just this.

He angrily retorted, "Fuck you! You tormented me to the point of wishing I were dead over such a trivial matter?"

Lin Feng: "Otherwise what?"

Anna: "Okay, I promise you, I'll help you finish this, and then we'll be even."

I will never lay a hand on you again, and you must never lay a hand on me.

At this moment, Anna felt a genuine fear of Lin Feng.

This man was beyond her comprehension.

She desperately wanted to escape this man's clutches.

Lin Feng shook his head: "First of all, I want to emphasize that it's not that I'm afraid you'll target me, it's just that I find it annoying."

How can I make sure you can completely erase my information?

How can I be sure you won't retaliate afterwards?

After resting for a while, Anna had regained some strength.

"I'll do whatever you say as long as you stop abusing me."

Lin Feng: "Very good, now is the time to show your value. Let my message disappear first."

Of course, you can also choose to call the police.

Anna glared at Lin Feng and took out her phone to make a call.

"Uncle, can you do me a favor?"

"A friend gave me some money to help him remove some negative information, hoping it won't be visible on the entire internet."

"Yes, yes, his name is Lin Feng."

After hanging up the phone, Anna said, "Ten minutes later, you can use your means to check, and your records, whether in the detention center or the court, will disappear."

"Oh, so confident. Who's your uncle?"

"My uncle is Michael Eric, the CIA's deputy director. He can make your information disappear," Anna gasped.

Suddenly, Anna remembered something and couldn't help but say, "You're the one who posted CIA insider information on YouTube, aren't you?"

Lin Feng: "Smart, but being too smart never ends well."

Upon hearing this, Anna slowly got up and sat on the living room floor.

"No, there is no conflict of interest between us."

The CIA itself is rife with scandals, so your exposé has no financial benefit to me.

I just want us to never see each other again.

Lin Feng smirked. "Really? You're actually quite useful to me. I originally thought you were someone's mistress, but I didn't expect your connections to be so strong."

Anna had calmed down by now. She stared directly at Lin Feng with her beautiful eyes, and after a long pause, said, "You want to control me?"

Lin Feng: "Indeed clever."

A mocking smile flashed across Anna's lips: "I'm curious how you'll control me?"

Drugs? Violence?

Or hypnotize me?

I think your plan is going to fall through. With your abilities, what's the point of you controlling me?

Just then, a faint sound of footsteps came from behind.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "It seems your uncle was worried you might be in danger, so he sent someone over."

"Great, congratulations on getting another acupressure package!"

"No, no, no, you can't do this..." Anna's composed expression instantly crumbled.