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."
"Gunshots?"
Upon hearing the sound, the representative sent by the Autumn Chamber of Commerce furrowed his brows slightly, taking a moment to process the situation. Gunshots during a major event? The Gunman Profession?
It had been a long time since anyone had chosen the Gunman Profession as a newbie.
But... why were the gunshots so frequent?
It sounded like hundreds of guns were firing at the same time. Could it be that some force had sent hundreds of gunmen here?
...
"Hm?"
Even Chen Miao was momentarily stunned, standing still, listening to the distant gunshots. He hadn't even started firing yet; how could someone else have already begun? And the gunshots sounded quite dense.
At that moment—
He received a message from Zhou Shen.
"Miao, there are hundreds of gunmen in this major event, organized by the Black Hand Gang. They're systematically taking out others. Be careful."
"How do you know?"
Chen Miao was somewhat puzzled.