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

During those seven days, Lin Feng had Jaina and Mira bring him two guns and five hundred rounds of ammunition.

A TEC-9 submachine gun, small in size and with rapid firepower. The submachine gun that Jaina got is in very good condition and comes with an extended magazine of 50 rounds.

It would be absolutely destructive in a confined space, which is why this gun was banned.

The other weapon was the classic AR-15 semi-automatic rifle, the very same gun that shot Chuanzi in the ear; it's still a best-selling model in the US.

Both guns were ghost guns without serial numbers circulating on the black market, making them impossible to trace.

To avoid strict security checks, the two women handed the items to Lin Feng in several separate transactions, using the relatively spacious areas of the medical room.

The final assembly was completed in the storage room at the very back of the infirmary.

The whole process is like ants moving house.

Lin Feng returned to the exercise square, sat on a bench at the edge, and squinted to enjoy the rare afternoon sunshine.

The atmosphere in the square was rather eerie, yet it also exuded a kind of distorted harmony.

In a corner of the stadium, five Japanese soldiers were kneeling on the concrete ground, their faces and arms covered with bruises and scars that had not yet faded.

There were also two South Koreans supervising nearby.

Lin Feng never expected that those two timid cowards who had even had their hot dogs stolen from them would turn out to be like this.

Once these two Koreans gained power, they became even more ruthless than him, giving these five Japanese soldiers a real hard time, with their "routine education" never ceasing.

However, Lin Feng liked it very much.

In another corner of the square, a dozen or so black prisoners stood in a row.

Sing a simple, upbeat Chinese song together:

"Sunshine, rainbow, little white horse, tee-tee-tee... I'm ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne..."

Although the pronunciation was strange and the tone was completely off, it was still barely audible.

Even in prison, one cannot stop learning.

Lin Feng tailored it to his liking, calling it cultural exchange and cultivating one's character.

Believe it or not, even the prison guards enjoy watching the spectacle.

Lin Feng looked at the prison before him, a blend of dark humor, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The scene is so harmonious and beautiful.

At this moment, three international students, Wu Haozhe, Zhou Li, and Xiang Lin, walked over quickly.

After these few days of training in prison, they've lost much of their student-like air.

His eyes held a newfound composure, and of course, his reverence for Lin Feng had deepened as well.

Wu Haozhe bowed respectfully and reported in a low voice: "Boss, the court's verdict came down this morning."

The three of us were all found guilty of disturbing public order, but the offenses were relatively minor, so each of us was fined $10,000.

The lawyer said, "Once the money is paid, we can leave this afternoon after completing the formalities."

Zhou Li then said earnestly, "Boss, we'll go out and pay your bail."

Xiang Lin nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with eagerness.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng immediately opened his eyes.

"Fuck you."

I can go out anytime I want.

I'm staying here because I have other things to take care of.

He paused, then his tone suddenly turned stern, carrying a hint of warning: "Listen carefully, it's my business, you're not allowed to interfere."

Anyone who dares to be clever and secretly pay bail behind my back...

I'll kill whoever I want, understand?

The three of them shuddered, and cold sweat almost broke out on their backs.

They had indeed planned to contact their families immediately after they got out to pay Lin Feng's bail.

After all, Lin Feng took good care of them in prison.

They were genuinely grateful to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was unwilling, and they dared not.

"Understood, boss." The three quickly replied, not daring to have any other thoughts.

Wu Haozhe hesitated for a moment, then added, "Boss, we transferred five thousand US dollars to your prison card."

It's not much money, it's just a small token of our appreciation.

Lin Feng's expression softened slightly, and he waved his hand, "Alright, that's kind of you."

"Get the hell out of here, go study hard, and don't you dare come back to a place like this again."

"Yes, boss."

"Thank you, boss."

"Take care, boss."

The three of them looked back every few steps, a complex sense of reluctance welling up in their hearts.

Here, following Lin Feng, they became much more assertive and could swagger around.

Li Honggang also paid bail a couple of days ago and left this place of trouble.

Now, the only ones still following Lin Feng are Matthew, Paul, and Steven, these few white underlings.

Lin Feng was basking in the sun when Matthew jogged over, squatted down beside him, and said in a low voice with a somewhat serious expression, "Boss, there's definite news coming in from outside."

Carlos, the "Butcher" of the Blood Gang, has issued a threatening statement, saying that anyone who can provide the exact date and time of your release from prison will be richly rewarded.

It is said that he sent people to take turns keeping watch over the detention center.

He even went so far as to say, "The day the boss walks out of the prison gates will be the day you go to hell."

Matthew swallowed hard and continued, "The brothers are all very worried."

Carlos is a real outlaw, with more than one life on his hands, and is known for his cruelty in the local underworld.

Boss, should we ask Dr. Elizabeth Sarah for advice?

Or, through her connections, arrange for you to leave secretly through other channels? This was the safest solution he could think of.

Lin Feng's face remained expressionless upon hearing this.

"They like to wait? Then let them wait."

He stretched and said casually, "Since you dare to make such threats, you've got guts."

Matthew, pass on a message.

"Make sure he washes his neck clean, prepares the coffin, and then I'll personally send him on his way."

Matthew, Paul, and Steven were stunned, their mouths agape as they stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.

Faced with a gang leader's public death threat, they not only showed no fear, but also declared war on him.

But out of blind worship for Lin Feng, Matthew nodded vigorously and chose to believe him.

"Okay, boss."

I will definitely pass on these words verbatim.

Now, Lin Feng is practically the uncrowned king in this detention center.

When prison guards see him, they usually choose to ignore him unless they cause too much of a commotion.

The prisoners saw him like mice seeing a cat.

As for the threat from Carlos, the butcher of the Blood Gang, Lin Feng didn't take it to heart at all.

Time slips away quietly.

"Butcher" Carlos's henchmen had been staking out outside for half a month, enduring wind and sun, but they hadn't even caught a glimpse of Lin Feng, and they were getting increasingly anxious.

Meanwhile, Wu Haozhe and his two companions, along with Li Honggang, who were released earlier, spread rumors and exaggerated about Lin Feng's exploits in prison.

For a time, Lin Feng's name became very well-known in Las Vegas and even in the wider Chinese student community. Many people even wanted to come to the prison to see Lin Feng in person.

A topic that's always discussed during leisure time.

Late at night, in the prison infirmary.

That night, Lin Feng stayed overnight in the infirmary.

Sarah arranged for him to be under special medical care.

Looking at Sarah beside him, who was fast asleep due to exhaustion, with her blonde hair flowing and her face serene.

The next second, Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the spot.

Inside the space, the black lotus began to rotate again after cooling for a month.

The familiar vortex reappeared.

Lin Feng appeared beside the black lotus. Without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward and plunged straight into the swirling vortex.

.......

When he reappeared, Lin Feng was back in the secluded courtyard he rented in Yongguan County.

Outside the window, the moonlight was as bright as silver, its clear radiance filling the courtyard.

The night insects chirped softly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees. The air in this world is truly wonderful.

Time stood still; it was still the night he left.

Lin Feng felt a slight sense of unease.

My mind gradually calmed down.

For the past month, Lin Feng has been partying every night.

He had a stunningly beautiful woman named Sarah, and two other sex partners; he felt like he was being completely drained.

I walked to the bedside, lay down fully clothed, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, as the eastern sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn, Lin Feng felt refreshed and full of energy.

The abundant spiritual energy and high-quality sleep in the other world allowed him to quickly recover to his peak condition.

As soon as I stepped into the front yard of the martial arts school, I sensed that the atmosphere was unusual.

The usual morning shouts and shouts of practice were absent this time.

The disciples gathered in twos and threes, whispering among themselves, their faces filled with surprise and tension.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the owner of the hall, Jiang Hulong, stride out from the inner hall with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

He walked straight to the center of the courtyard, his gaze sweeping over the gathered disciples, and slowly spoke:

Last night, the Tian family martial arts school was brutally wiped out.

The abbot, along with his 45 disciples, apprentices, and servants, all perished.

The scene was... utterly horrific!

He paused, then continued:

"The city lord was furious and ordered an expedition against Fuhu Mountain."