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

"Fack!" Carlos looked at me as I raised my hand, the gun muzzle aimed at Number 4's profile.


No flash, no gunpowder, only blood and death.


Number 4's head was struck by the shockwave, head tilting, body falling onto the deck.


I casually aimed at the blind Number 1, who was still shouting.


I walked up coldly, placing the gun barrel on the top of his head.


Number 1 screamed in terror. "No, no, no, don't kill me, I'm begging you."


The gunshot rang out, that was my answer, the top of his head was blown out, blood splattering onto my face.


My clean cheek was covered in droplets of blood.


I looked at Carlos, said nothing, raised the pistol, tilted my arm, without looking at the unconscious Number 2 lying on the ground.


Blood gushed out, the deck covered in stains of blood.


"GOD!" Carlos was scared, how could this be?


Chapter 45: No One Can Threaten Me (2)