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

He looked at me in fear, the butcher of Miami, Kenny Clark is a madman.


My smile etched into his memory, he would never forget tonight.


He became the boss, gained power, and yet, he is my puppet, always following my orders.


With Amir in the car, Kelly, Ella, and I got into the Chevy at the back.


Hearing my command, Kelly hit the gas, and the two cars headed towards Satori.


The two girls said nothing, didn't ask why I didn't kill He.


Amir in the front car didn't ask either. They knew I had my ways!


Johnny's task, killing the king won't solve the problem.


Change the boss in Chinatown's organization, the ice business would still continue.


Unless I can eliminate the Triad, which is impossible.


The real solution is to replace the leader with someone I can control.


Wars between gangs aren't just about killing.


The car drove on Highway 175, the night enveloping the city.


The scenery outside passed by, vanishing behind me.


Chapter 53: Can You Give Me a Massage?