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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."

Medieval rabbit · Ficção Científica
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478 Chs

Chapter 57: The Show Ends, It's Always Boring Without an Audience.

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The dazzling light almost illuminated the entire night sky of Fengtian City.

The Deputy Directors of the Events Bureau and the Western Third Law Enforcement Bureau, who were still issuing commands, along with their subordinates, all instinctively turned their heads in unison to look towards the rampaging siege boss roaring in the distance.

Immediately after.

They beheld a scene they could scarcely forget for a lifetime.

The piercing and rapid gunfire, which had been tardy in its arrival, suddenly exploded beside their ears!

The whole world seemed to be heavily struck, as countless noises and flashes of light abruptly appeared.

A metal storm, composed of innumerable bullets connecting in plain sight, instantaneously engulfed the siege boss, while tens of thousands of red dots, like locusts, recklessly scoured the entire wasteland.

And the source of all this was the man standing on the hilltop, wearing a woolen coat.