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's sudden shout left the other players on the bus completely dumbfounded, frozen in place with faces full of shock, all of them staring in horror at the wide-open bus door.
Accompanying the high-speed travel, a massive amount of cold wind whistled in.
Chilling each person to the core.
In this eerie place, only sitting on the bus could give them a slight sense of security; with the door wide open, who knew what the next second might bring.
Only Chen Miao continued to enthusiastically stick his head out towards the empty street and bellowed.
"The last 119 Hell Bus from Fengtian City to hell, no more after this one!"
"There are still seats available!"
"Come aboard if you're getting on!"
He then licked his lips with lingering excitement, now slightly regretting sending off that mother and child ghost so soon. If only he had acted later, but those two had been so emotional that he accidentally pulled the trigger and sent them on their way...