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

"Here you go, in the safe under the liquor cabinet in the private room, the code is 537894. It also requires my fingerprint."


I stood next to the liquor cabinet, holding a pistol at the other person's body.


The middle-aged man slowly crawled over and opened the safe.


Inside were cash and a stack of contract documents.


I picked up the contracts and browsed through them; there were many.


Their targets were all young girls from South Korea, China, Japan, and many Latinas.


Their goal was simple: exploit the financial pressures of these girls, whether for consumption or studies, and offer them loans.


Then, with high-interest rates, trap these girls.


Once they became prey, they would be taken out of Miami.


In Seoul, these women would be illegally confined, have their documents confiscated, and even be controlled with drugs.


Of course, drugs ruin the body, and organs aren't valuable.


Chapter 49: Justice Will Not Be Late