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."
"Figure out a way?"
The man in white hiding behind the Rock Giant, even though he had hidden his body as much as possible behind the monstrosity, was still unable to avoid being hit by stray bullets. The energy absorption limit of his protective clothing was rapidly being reached.
As the protective clothing was about to shatter, he had no chance to counterattack. He was well aware that when it shattered, it would be the moment he lost his life.
In fact, dealing with gunmen of a lower level was really simple, especially in a one-against-many situation. All that was needed was to wait for the moment the enemy was reloading and, relying on the existence of protective clothing, rush forward with a vicious smile during that break in firing.
Before the protective clothing shattered, it was certain that the enemy's head could be chopped off.
It was really simple.