Chapter 117: Having a Lifespan-Linked Flower is an Ability.

Chen Miao didn't pay attention to the noise behind him, he just silently placed his finger on the trigger of the Thomson he was holding in his arms. He then walked off the Hell Bus, timing it perfectly, and aimed at the somewhat bewildered silhouette of the middle-aged woman in the fog.

He didn't hesitate for a moment.

He pulled the trigger.

The next second—

Tens of thousands of bullets, like tigers bursting out of the forest and fireworks lighting up by the thousands, charged into the fog carrying with them a blinding light, enveloping the middle-aged woman within.

There was no scream; the woman didn't even have time to react before she turned into a pile of minced flesh on the ground, with a large number of bullets mixed with small pieces of flesh.

In the last second before the bus door closed, Chen Miao re-holstered his gun and returned to his seat on the Hell Bus.

The bus began to slowly start up again.

And on the field, the middle-aged woman took no more breaths.