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."
Chapter 123: If you were in ancient times, you would definitely be that hero!
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After the headless woman got on the bus, she surveyed the bus in a circle. With no head, it was a mystery how she managed any visual perception, but it was clear that the woman standing still had discovered all the seats on the bus were taken.
There were simply no seats left.
There were only 18 seats to begin with, minus one Hungry Monkey and one player, but then plus Chen Miao and that unfortunate green-haired turtle guest, resulting in all 18 seats being occupied with no spares.
Eventually, the headless woman slowly moved towards Old Gao, grasped the back of his chair, seemingly resolving to stand for the journey to her destination.
"..."
Stiff with tension, Old Gao, his face turning slightly pale, stood still for a long while. In the end, he couldn't help himself. With a glance at the headless woman beside him, his nerves collapsed, and he stood up with an ugly expression, his hoarse voice quivered, "Sister, it's still a long way to go, you sit, I can stand."