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."
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"Hmph."
Zhang Wanlin gave a cold glare to the Patriarch of the Chi Family, but he didn't continue to press the issue. At that moment, he had more important things to attend to and no time to waste on these people. A bunch of country bumpkins daring to speak so boldly in his presence!
At that time, his wristwatch brought the information that his people had already arrived nearby.
"Him!"
Zhang Wanlin raised his finger to point at Chi Qiu, "This person has dirtied my eyes. If this person does not die before nightfall today, then your Chi Family can wait for death. See to it yourselves."
Having said that, he strode towards the distance without giving the group another glance.
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"Quick, quick, quick!"
Soon, at the end of the wasteland, nearly a hundred container trucks arrived in an imposing convoy, each emblazoned with the logo of the Beifeng Pharma Group, and each container truck held a dozen supernatural beings.