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."
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He was scared of death.
If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to die too soon.
At least not before Hungry Monkey, otherwise that grave would be a waste. For some reason, he had a grave obsession with it, always wanting to bury someone inside. Perhaps it was because Hungry Monkey spent 80,000 credit points to buy a grave as his house, and the shock of that was too much for him.
It was now noon.
They had snuck around the clinic earlier in the morning and found it sealed off, with seven or eight law enforcement officers inside, apparently searching for some kind of evidence. It was clear that Doctor Gou was now under a warrant, which forced him to abandon his plan to stay at Doctor Gou's clinic.
It seemed he would have to live in a coffin for the time being.
As he was thinking about how to make some money and eating his noodles with big gulps, he looked up at Hungry Monkey in front of him.