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."
"What did you realize?"
As Chen Miao pulled back the curtain and stepped into the operating room, he immediately saw Doctor Gou lying on the operating table, wrapped up like a mummy. Although Doctor Gou's voice sounded extremely weak and exhausted, his spirit seemed pretty good.
He should survive.
Just that the injury...
"..."
Chen Miao's face remained expressionless as he paused for a moment before asking, "Who did this?"
After all, Doctor Gou was somewhat his mentor, a member of his "Tomb Guardian" group. It was inconceivable for some desperate thugs to leave him half-dead like this. How could Chen Miao not seek revenge for Doctor Gou?
"That's not important."
Lying in the hospital bed, Doctor Gou looked a bit manic, staring straight at Chen Miao with a strange emotion in his voice. "Chen Miao, do you know? When those desperadoes were torturing me."
"They pierced the back of my hand with an awl!"
"They jabbed needles under my fingernails!"