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

"WHAT?" Carlos's expression froze. What did I say? Give him a minute to switch to another threatening approach?


"I don't accept such threats." I meant it. No one can threaten me with my family; only dead men can threaten me.


"WHAT? Hahaha!" As if he was hallucinating, Carlos burst into laughter, looking at the bodyguards nearby, "Did you hear that, did you hear what he said? He doesn't accept my threats. Hahahaha!"


The four bodyguards also laughed, as if they had seen an idiot.


"Hahaha, kid, are you kidding me?" Carlos happily drank champagne, "You're humorous, I like you more and more. You've made my day!"


I glanced at my watch, "I'm not joking, you have thirty seconds left."


"Hahaha, interesting, I'm looking forward to how you'll resist me. Many people have courage, but do you know what that means?" Carlos picked up a cigar.


"That means stupidity. In this world, status and voice are always decided by power. Now, are you clear about your position?


Chapter 45: No One Can Threaten Me