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."
Chen Miao didn't speak, just looked expressionlessly at the seemingly amiable elder in front of him, pausing for a moment before slowly saying, "The mayor is dead, does it mean you become the new mayor as the deputy mayor?"
"I don't know."
The elder shook his head, "I understand what you're thinking, but it has nothing to do with me. In fact, I've always been the mayor's person. Every time there was a meeting, I would propose ideas that were completely opposed to the mayor's — this was all arranged with the mayor."
"That way, those who opposed the mayor would gather around me."
"Their Strength would be used for me, and thus controlled by the mayor."
"Clear divisions are better than not knowing where some stand; it's much easier to manage. I have no reason, nor any means, to kill a mayor who's securely sheltered three thousand meters underground."
"He indeed committed suicide."