I looked in surprise at the prompt box in front of me. Only I could see this because I was the only player in Sin City.
[Open the treasure chest.]
[Shooting Mastery acquired]
[You no longer have no skills. Now you possess Shooting Mastery, comparable to a professional shooter, and you have acquired the Hand of Caress, becoming a Flirting Master.]
[Character Update
Kenny: A gang member of the Johnny Clan.
Occupation: Warehouse manager, low-level gang thug.
Age: 22
Height: 183 cm
Weight: 77 kg
Energy: 58
Constitution: 74
Charm: 79
Family Relations: Mother died of drug overdose. In Kenny's heart, he hates drugs and also hates his father. If it weren't for the father getting the mother addicted, Kenny would have had a happy childhood and a completely different life.
There is one sister, one sister, and one brother at home. The sister and sister are from the stepmother, and the brother and Kenny are with the father. It is a restructured family. The father is also a gang member and is currently serving a 15-year sentence in prison, unlikely to get out in this lifetime.
The stepmother chose to divorce and left home after the father went to prison. Kenny and his siblings were all raised by his sister Helen, who Kenny sees as the most perfect existence. ]
This update summarized my information more in detail.
"Let go!"
Sofia's dissatisfied voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked down at the beautiful club owner. At this moment, she was glaring angrily at me, my semen still on the corner of her mouth.
Natasha lay on the sofa, her body trembling slightly, the afterglow of her climax not yet passed as she closed her eyes to enjoy it.
"Lick it one more time." I thrust my hips again, shoving my cock into Sofia's mouth.
The lady boss didn't resist but furiously glared at me, then sucked the meat stick with effort.
This woman, saying one thing and doing another, acted unwilling but licked very seriously.
Being able to get this woman to suck my dick gave me a great sense of accomplishment. Even Johnny probably hadn't done this because Johnny didn't dare to go too far. The Russian Mafia behind Sofia was quite powerful.
Yes, Sofia was very angry. She had never voluntarily given Johnny a blowjob, and the other party didn't dare to force her. At this moment, not only did I force her to give a blowjob, but I also made her swallow semen.
"You bastard!" Sofia said angrily while licking my dick.
Bam! The room door opened, and a bunny girl walked in, "Boss."
The moment she spoke, the bunny girl thought she was seeing things. What is this?
Natasha had just been fucked, and boss Sofia was kneeling on the ground, facing Kenny's thick cock.
My God. The bunny girl sneaked a glance at my big stick. What just happened?
Could it be that Kenny and the boss made love? Just ejaculated, and the boss is giving him a blowjob? Even the boss and Natasha made love with Kenny together? My God.
Is Kenny seeking death?
After entering, Sofia stood up expressionless, "What is it?"
"Several VIPs want to have a drink with you."
"Just say I'm not feeling well and have already left." Sofia tidied up her clothes and walked towards the door.
The bunny girl looked at the boss's back and noticed a wet spot on her dress, the ass part completely soaked.
My God, the bunny girl curiously turned back to look at me, seemingly pondering whether the boss had taken a liking to this kid. How could it be?
The boss, why would she notice this kid?
With this thought, the bunny girl's gaze involuntarily moved downward, staring at my huge stick.
[So big, is it because of this that having sex with Kenny is especially pleasant?]
I stared at the bunny girl's dialogue box, not knowing what to say.
Tonight, my body was seen by several women.
"Remember what I asked you to do." Sofia's voice floated from the door.
"I will handle it." I also stared at the beautiful boss's backside, knowing that what this woman wanted me to do was not simple and would involve conflicts with the Colombians, possibly even costing my life.
Bitch, just wait, I'll have you kneeling and begging before me.
Tonight, Officer Stella threatened me, and Sofia used me. None of these women was good.
"Do you need me to accompany you tonight?" Natasha dressed up and walked behind me, hugging my waist, her face pressed against my back.
"No, I have things to do tonight."
"Alright, if you need me, just call. You know I won't refuse you. Tonight, thank you, Kenny, you're my hero."
Slap, I patted Natasha's butt, "Go to work." After that, I took out a hundred US Dollar bill and put it in her bra.
"You know I don't want your money." Natasha stared at my face, feeling I was insulting her.
"I know, darling, but I hope you can rest early tonight."
Natasha smiled contentedly, stepping in high heels to kiss my lips. "See you tomorrow, Kenny! Do you want to fuck me tomorrow?"
"Yes! You're incredible, and I want to fuck you."
Everyone left, leaving me alone in the private room. I took out a cigarette, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled.
"Alright, I got this, Kenny! Nothing can defeat me, not even God."
Stepping out of Pink, Amir stood by my Dodge.
"You finished the fun so quickly?"
Latin Boy walked up to me, put his arm around my shoulder, "That chick had tits this big, I came pretty quick, twice actually." After speaking, he gestured the size of the breasts.
"They must have had a boob job. Sofia's girls spend a lot on plastic surgery."
"Really? Do they make good money? Damn, I wish I were a woman."
"Idiot, they all borrow money for their surgeries, plus there's interest. They have to work for Sofia for many years. It's fine if they have work visas, but those illegal immigrants have to work for that woman for a lifetime."
"Oh, that's too cruel. These girls are really hot."
"No kidding, if they weren't voluptuous and pretty, Sofia wouldn't be so wealthy. Her girls aren't cheap street hookers; each is packaged as a socialite! She's even stronger than Johnny."
"Alright, should we go find Claude's whereabouts? A hundred thousand US Dollars, with that money, I can apply for immigration and get a green card."
"Idiot!" I said with a cigarette dangling from my mouth as I opened the car door.
"Kenny, don't you want to make a ton of money? That's a hundred thousand US Dollars."
"What makes you think you're gonna be that lucky winner?"
"Okay, so where do we go?"
I started the car, "You wanted to find out about Claude, right?"
"Weren't you not interested?"
"Do you know what he desires the most right now?"
Amir suddenly clapped his hands, "I know, he must be thinking about leaving, heading to Cuba, or the Dominican Republic."
"Idiot, what he wants to do now is fence the goods, thirty kilos of high-purity cocaine is like a ticking time bomb, countless hungry wolves will be eyeing him."
"So how does he sell?"
"Selling to gangs is definitely impossible; only brokers could be the way. And in the entire Miami, the brokers who could swallow this batch are the car smuggler Farrell and the money laundering antique dealer Bilbo!"
"So who do we find?"
"Bilbo has business dealings with many drug lords and even the Mexican Cartel. If I were Claude, I'd go to Farrell; Farrell has his own business and turf, never infringing on others' territories, running a used car market in Dade County away from Miami Metropolitan Area. Farrell has the capability to take this batch."
"But can we get anything from him?"
"Of course not."
"Are you planning on coercing him?"
I flipped Amir the middle finger, "If your IQ matched your libido, you could be a business elite."
"What do you mean?"
"You're an idiot! You think Farrell would be afraid of just the two of us?"
"So what do we do?"
I shrugged, "Follow me."
"God, what are you planning? I'm not gonna accompany you to die."
"You think I'm suicidal?"
Amir nodded in agreement, "Of course, the two of us going to Dade County to find Farrell is nothing short of suicidal."
"So we need to call for reinforcements."
Upon hearing my words, Amir agreed, "We sure need reinforcements, Eddy the little guy, or Bald Johnson? Or call my cousins Ivan Duke and Freddie. Right, they need to bring gear, heavy weapons, Uzis or AK74M!
Duke and Freddie have been in the military, Duke was even a ranger, we could try."
"Are you trying to start a war?" I couldn't fathom Amir's thoughts.
"But Farrell isn't a small fry, we need more manpower."
"God." I sighed.
"Yeah, God, indeed."
"You're just an idiot, why am I partnering with you?"
"Kenny, I know you were a top student at the University of Miami, even though you didn't graduate and joined a gang, you were doing well academically and are smart. But you shouldn't underestimate me!"
"Fack, I didn't stay in school because my family couldn't afford it, couldn't find a job outside, so I joined a gang. And do you think six of us would handle Farrell? People will die because of your stupidity."
"You said we need reinforcements, didn't you?"
"Yes, we do."
"Then who do we call if not them? Ask the boss for help?" Amir had a look of disbelief; besides gang associates and friends, who else would help them, especially against a faction in Dade County.
"We need to find an organization that Farrell fears."
Amir widened his eyes, "Are we looking for Cubans? Right, they are also searching for Claude. Or maybe the top Mexican Cartel, Bay Area Group. But will they help us? The Bay Area is also very close with the Mexican Mafia Syndicate here."
"You're a hopeless idiot." How could we possibly seek assistance from other gangs and drug lords.
"Where do we go for support then? I just can't think of anything, are you bluffing? What organization in Miami is more powerful than the Cubans and Mexican drug lords?"
I stared at Amir's face and said the answer, "MPD!"
"Miami Police Department? Motherfack!"