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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."

Medieval rabbit · SF
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Chapter 187: "The Man's Corpse in the Monster's Belly?

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Chen Miao suddenly felt a chill down his spine and looked at the driver who was tilting his head toward him with a complex expression. Although the smile on the driver's face seemed well-meaning, it was extremely stiff and looked eerie.

It was as if someone had forcefully dragged the corners of their mouth upwards.

It was deeply unsettling.

Originally, Chen Miao had thought this driver had no spiritual wisdom, just a mechanical ghost programmed to carry out its tasks. Now, it seemed the driver did have its own thoughts; it just hadn't paid him any mind on the previous Hell Bus.

And the way it had turned its head toward him was very strange; there was no movement in its body, it still faced the steering wheel, only its head had stiffly turned ninety degrees to look at him.

"Heh heh."

Chen Miao squeezed out a tense laugh through clenched teeth, flattering, "You also drive very steadily."

"Mm-hm."