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I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Chen Miao transmigrated to a supernatural world, where everyone had their own profession, such as "Student", "Fighter", "Thief", and so on. After much contemplation, he activated the "Gunslinger" profession. From then on! While the foreign races brandished their claws to invade, and others tirelessly trained their physical fitness and learned skills. Chen Miao silently ventured into secret realms to collect all sorts of materials, crafting Occupation Exclusive weapons like the "Thompson Submachine Gun," "Falling Blossom Sniper Rifle," "Inferno Gatling," "Matrix Sky-Eye Cannon," and so on. ... One day, people suddenly noticed that a very unfamiliar Supernatural Occupation had appeared on the city's Combat Power rankings. And in the crowd. Chen Miao, bare-chested under a black suit jacket with sunglasses on and a cigar in his mouth, held two Inferno Gatlings in his hands, looking up slightly at a group of scoundrels in front of him with the corners of his mouth turned up. "Don't wait for me to stuff the gun barrel in your mouth before you admit you were wrong."

Medieval rabbit · Sci-fi
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478 Chs

Chapter 111: Seven out of ten men in Gaobei City are bald.

And what was eerie was that, looking out through the windows of the bus, it was clear that it wasn't raining outside at all.

Yet the man was drenched, obviously having just experienced a downpour.

The arrival of this middle-aged man with a goatee made the entire atmosphere even more unsettling.

Chen Miao didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man. Instead, he took the opportunity before the bus started moving to head straight for the exit. There were two steps by the door for the convenience of passengers, which usually just took a step to get off the bus.

But today, for some reason,

Chen Miao took dozens of steps but was still circling around these two steps, as if he had run into an invisible wall.

After trying for a long time and having confirmed he could not exit the bus and at the moment the doors were slowly closing, he suddenly laughed, gave up on the idea of leaving the bus, and did not return to his original seat.