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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"Why don't you go talk to Miao face to face about your plan, just look him in the eyes, and see if you get nervous."
"My back is already sweating, okay."
"But no big deal, as long as I do this vote perfectly, Hungry Monkey won't care about these things."
"As for..."
Ke Gou looked towards the couple at the end of the team with some confusion and shook his head, "But this couple is a bit off, I wonder what positions they hold among the Tomb Guardians?"
Vixen, who had just walked to the back of the team, overheard this.
She turned around with a fully made-up face, forcing a smile towards Ke Gou, "If nothing unexpected happens, you'll see me tonight, and then you'll know what position I hold."
The man beside her, however, just seemed like a walking corpse, with deep marks on his arms and legs, looking as though they had been left by being tied up with hemp rope for a long time.
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Night fell quickly.