A Drug Lord Held a Gun to My Head, and I Got Cheat Powers in My Hallucinations

The beautiful drug lord cursed at him:

"Why won't you even look at me?"

"Are you afraid that if you look for one more second, you'll fall in love with me?"

"Pah! A lowly cop like you thinks you're good enough for me?"

Humiliated,

Huang Shang stared fixedly at the pistol.

He took a deep breath, his whole body burning hot.

Then everything went black.

In an instant, he returned to the world he had been in before he transmigrated.

He was pulling a young woman along,

weaving through the crowded traffic,

then leaping into a bottomless sewer.

Just then,

Huang Shang suddenly woke up.

He was lying in the other woman's arms,

as if resting his head on an impossibly expensive latex pillow.

It felt incredibly soft and comfortable.

But she was gripping his hair,

hurting so much his scalp felt like it was about to come off.

At the same time,

it ignited the explosive force he'd kept hidden for so long.

He slipped out of her grasp at incredible speed,

then seized the pistol in one smooth motion.

Next, he moved behind her.

Leaning close to her face, he smiled and said:

"Your perfume smells wonderful!"

"And your little face is quite lovely."

"As smooth as an egg."

"Flawless!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.