The rhythm under the lamp

I'm Kenny Clark,
German Descent.
This is Miami, city of paradise, the City of Sin.
Socialites packed in, drug lords running loose.
This is the world of money and power, the realm of guns and death.
This is the playground for opportunities and adventurers, the abyss of despair and helplessness.
I'm just a kid from the chaotic slums.
Until one day, fate underwent a dramatic change.
My VR game turned into reality!
My life has become one game instance after another!
I can get everything!
Passing the game instance, my physical fitness improves and I can gain countless abilities.
Lock picking, piano, hand-to-hand combat, shooting...
Until I'm standing at the top of the human pyramid.
Wealth, power, women, they'll all become my prey.

My Realistic Adult Game

"Is this how you all think too?" Without subordinates, how can I manage the club alone? Blowing out smoke, my gaze swept over the others.


"Sorry, Kenny." Three guys who were somewhat afraid of me stood up; they knew I killed those Costa Ricans.


The other three sat in their seats, staring at my face. "Our boss is Mars."


Hearing the underling say this, Mars smiled with satisfaction and looked at me provocatively once again.


I'm the manager, but I have no subordinates.


Mars was very excited. "Just do your job."


Mars challenges my authority, diminishing my influence.


As a gang, if I can't even manage my team, no one will follow me.


He understands Mars' personality and knows he would clash with me.


I looked at them coldly, understanding that if I took no action, I would be the laughingstock in everyone's eyes.


Bang, the door was pushed open, two figures appeared in the hall.


Chapter 39: Conflict 3