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

Walking into the cabin, I looked around and found three hundred thousand US dollars in cash and fifty kilograms of high-purity cocaine under the liquor cabinet.


These guys are using the yacht to traffic drugs.


According to my guess, these people are related to Claude's death. I am facing a vast drug empire and unknown enemies.


Picking up the cash bag, I slung it over my back.


At the bottom of the yacht, there was a jet ski. I pierced the diesel barrels in the storeroom and poured the diesel on the drugs and the deck.


I pulled out a cigarette again, got on the jet ski, lit it, and tossed my lighter onto the deck. Boom, flames leapt up, spreading all around.


I started the jet ski, the engine roared, and sprays of water appeared behind me.


Firelight wrapped in black smoke flew in the sky, the sound of explosions coming from behind.


Returning to the apartment, Amir was sitting on the sofa watching TV.


Chapter 45: No One Can Threaten Me (3)