I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

The Sankui Wasteland was already a complete mess, with a cacophony of voices as countless people of all sorts gathered, chattering nonstop. These weren't the "good babies" you'd find in a school, not to say that each of them had blood on their hands.

But there wasn't a single good one among them.

Count them all, and even if they were lined up and shot, you might have overjudged the number, but you definitely wouldn't have been wrong.

...

Chen Miao, who was sitting in a taxi, finished reading the messages Hungry Monkey had sent him and nodded thoughtfully, turning his head to look out into the darkness outside the window.

It might be time to buy a car for himself.

Otherwise, always taking taxis was a bit too inconvenient.

If he had a car of his own, perhaps he wouldn't have gotten involved in this Hell Bus incident.

Before long—

The taxi slowly pulled up to a stop on the outskirts of the Sankui Wasteland. The driver, no matter what, refused to drive a few steps further; any sane person who saw a large group of ruffians gathered outside wouldn't want to go any closer.

Chen Miao had no choice but to get out of the taxi.

He straightened his clothes and, with a calm expression, leaned on his cane and made his way step by step towards the crowd.

It wasn't long before someone noticed Chen Miao, and the noise of the crowd quickly died down until there was complete silence. Everyone turned to look at the seemingly kind young man, actually searching for a trace of desperado madness or wildness on him.

Unfortunately, there was none.

To them, Chen Miao seemed like an extremely benign man, who, despite masterminding tonight's insane operation, appeared wholly unflustered, as if the night's action was but an insignificant ripple.

As all eyes were on him, Chen Miao thought he might feel nervous, yet strangely found that despite being the focus of so many people for the first time in such a setting, he didn't feel the slightest bit of anxiety.

This strong self-confidence stemmed from his Strength.

It was like a man who stands at one meter ninety amongst a crowd of one meter seventy men, feeling an overwhelming surge of confidence.

It was the assurance that came from Strength.

Chen Miao chuckled to himself, casually walking up to a small hill in the center of the crowd. With both hands on his cane, he surveyed the throng; tens of thousands of people filled the entire Sankui Wasteland, nearly the whole collection of society's misfits from the North City District of Fengtian City was here.

If all these people were rounded up tonight, the North City District of Fengtian City would be peaceful for quite a few days.

At this moment, Hungry Monkey and the others also quietly walked up behind Chen Miao, not speaking and also surveying the crowd. They breathed a sigh of relief without a word, Miao was back, and with him, their backbone.

...

"..."

The previously noisy scene had become extremely quiet; everyone stood silently in their place looking up at the man who had thrown Fengtian City into chaos tonight. Chen Miao also stood still, quietly observing the crowd.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Chen Miao was also calculating in his mind. Since Hungry Monkey and the others had issued a reward, the reward must be fulfilled. But paying out more than ten million...

To be honest, even if he wanted to give it, he couldn't afford it; his account only had a little over six million credits.

After a long while.

Chen Miao looked towards the group of people and suddenly smiled, "Thank you all for your hard work tonight. Let me introduce myself, 'Tomb Guardian' Chen Miao."

"Those who've fulfilled the 'Tomb Guardian's' reward tonight, step forward."

"What I promised you all will certainly be honoured."

As his words ended.

Several people in the crowd exchanged glances, hesitated for a moment, but a few still stepped forward. Among them were some who had directly captured the six-fingered man and others who provided concrete intelligence.

The total reward to be paid was eleven million.

"Hmm."

Chen Miao decisively waved his hand, signaling Hungry Monkey to pay these people, spending over 10 million in front of everyone as though it wasn't 11 million but rather 1 million.

He didn't have enough money, so he temporarily borrowed 5 million from Zhou Shen.

Only then did Chen Miao continue calmly, "There is another clause in the bounty, failure to report will result in death without discussion."

"Did you guys kill those people, Hungry Monkey?"

"Really kill them?"

Hungry Monkey was slightly stunned, a bit slow to react. Indeed, they had later found several people who had failed to report, but by that time the six-fingered man was already dead, so they neglected the matter, since the situation had been resolved anyway.

After all, adding that clause was only to exert some pressure.

So as to facilitate their search for the person more quickly.

"Of course."

Chen Miao nodded and spoke softly, "A word spoken must be fulfilled, whether it's by you or by me. Anything announced in the name of 'Tomb Guardian' must be carried out."

As his words fell—

A dozen people in the crowd suddenly changed color and, without any hesitation, turned and ran swiftly towards the edge of Sankui Wasteland. They had come to watch the drama only to find out that they were the characters in it after waiting for so long.

If not now, then when?

However... within seven steps, Cao Zhi was the fastest.

Beyond seven steps, Chen Miao was faster.

"Tat tat tat!!!"

With the piercing sound of gunfire erupting suddenly over Sankui Wasteland, the thugs located there only saw countless bullets whizzing over their heads like locusts, enveloping the dozen men trying to escape.

The gunfire soon stopped.

The fate of those dozen men, of course, goes without saying.

Everyone's expression shifted between shades of uncertainty, the shock in their eyes impossible to disguise. Even those who had seen this scene during a live broadcast of a major event couldn't grasp the helpless sense of powerlessness until they witnessed it firsthand.

This was a form of power completely beyond resistance.

How could such strength exist in a gunman? Chen Miao completely overturned their definition of the profession.

After the bounty issue was swiftly dealt with,

Chen Miao then started to sort out the next matter.

Due to the urgency of tonight, he had enforced interrogation on quite a few people, easily in the hundreds. If these people weren't dealt with properly, they would all become enemies in the future.

He didn't like having enemies.

This meant that his future life would be fraught with all kinds of unexpected conflicts. So, settling things with these enemies was one of Chen Miao's main tasks tonight.

"Take everyone who was interrogated tonight to a remote open area. I will talk to them myself," Chen Miao turned and instructed Hungry Monkey, then walked alone to the remote open area to wait.

...

Soon enough.

15 minutes later, hundreds of people, with complex expressions, followed Hungry Monkey to this open area and looked at the man with his back to them. Really, they had experienced the worst luck tonight.

They could have been sleeping soundly at home, but all of a sudden, they were dragged out and had their fingernails pulled.

The problem was that the matter wasn't related to them at all.

This undeserved disaster brought not only physical pain but also a deep sense of anger. Weren't your actions a bit too domineering?