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."
Chapter 224: "What's Wrong with Cross-Dressing?
Normally, the definition of wrongdoing should at least contain the violation of the law, amongst which most laws include a prohibition against murder. He has killed many, and according to Puyi, he has certainly not short on evil deeds.
But he never believed he had killed a good person, nor a bad person.
Those he killed were those who deserved to be killed.
If what he was doing was clearly acting as an agent of divine retribution, how could it be called a bad thing?
As Chen Miao pondered and surveyed his surroundings, trying to gather as much information as possible, the village chief had already walked up to the second chair, in front of which sat the man as tall and rugged as a bear.
The chair appeared no more than a child's toy beneath the wide frame of this muscular man.
The hunched-over village chief stood before him, reminiscent of a primitive man facing a dinosaur.
"What bad things have you done?"
The village chief continued to ask that question.
"In my life..."