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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"Should I send a message to Miao?"
"Tell Miao to wake up faster."
Just at this moment—
"Hmm."
Hungry Monkey suddenly furrowed his brows and looked at Ke Gou and his companion, "Why didn't you two raise your hands? Don't want to work with me, Hungry Monkey? Look down on me? Think I'm dirty?"
"No, no..."
Ke Gou was almost in tears, his body going limp, and he carefully chose his words, "Monkey, your reputation has always been great in Fengtian City, I wouldn't look down on you, it's just... I think the risk might be a bit high?"
"If something goes wrong, wouldn't we all be finished?"
"Risk?"
Hungry Monkey tilted his head and glanced at Vixen, who was already prepared in the corner, then suddenly had an epiphany, nodded, and grinned, "You're thinking quite thoroughly, rest assured, there's not a thing to worry about, all have gone through inspection reports, it's absolutely safe."