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."
After finishing all of this, Chen Miao finally relaxed a bit and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a smile, "Get on the bus first, I've arranged for someone to handle it, and there should be good news very soon."
With the abilities of Zhou Shen, Yuan Buping, and the others, it was very easy to kill two people in Fengtian City.
Not difficult at all.
Moreover, it didn't sound like they were Supernatural Players, just an ordinary person who had lost their sense of morality.
"It's also fortunate that you are from Fengtian City. It would be difficult if it were any other city."
"I'm definitely from Fengtian City."
The middle-aged man in front of him had clearly lost a lot of memories and wasn't very rational, but the remnants of his memory still made him say, "Isn't this bus departing from Fengtian City? I plan to ride this bus to go to hell and be reborn. If I weren't from Fengtian, how could I be waiting for this bus?"
"Ah?"