I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

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"..."

Chen Miao looked at Zhou Shen, who was kneeling in front of him, but didn't speak. He simply accepted the E-rank item "Cursed Doll" and those 60 "AI Pills" the other party handed over, stuffing them into his pocket, pausing for a moment before finally saying,

"Hmm, I understand."

"You go back first, I'll send you a message later."

"Sure."

Zhou Shen didn't say much more, but heavily kowtowed once again before standing up and walking back to his private car, pressing the accelerator and driving away. It could be said that Zhou Shen had already put himself in an extremely vulnerable position; even before their collaboration had been agreed upon, he had handed over his own Achilles' heel to Chen Miao.

The USB drive containing the records of the bribes Zhou Shen had taken over the years.

Should this little device be leaked, Zhou Shen definitely wouldn't be able to recover.

Even if Chen Miao didn't agree to the deal, with this thing in hand, Zhou Shen would henceforth have to do whatever Chen Miao told him to.

After Zhou Shen had left,

Chen Miao plugged the USB into the interface on his watch, and soon a dozen videos were projected into the air. He began to open each one and, to his surprise, found that the content was not of Zhou Shen taking bribes.

Instead, the videos starred Zhou Shen as the lead male, and four or five different women as the lead females, in over a dozen action-packed films.

"Hmm?"

Chen Miao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, momentarily puzzled if Zhou Shen had given him the wrong USB drive. This stuff was sensitive too, but it couldn't be considered an Achilles' heel. Prostitution was already legalized, and though as a deputy director of the Enforcement Bureau living so indiscreetly was unsavory and would sound bad if it got out, it wouldn't have much impact on him personally.

At most, it would damage his reputation.

But quite quickly...

He noticed that the female stars seemed somewhat familiar, as though he'd seen them in newspapers.

He had a good memory.

After pondering for a moment, he took out a stack of newspapers from the Nothingness Space and began comparing them with the photos on the headlines.

If he was seeing correctly, the woman in one video should be the mistress of the third boss of the Black Hand Gang, one of the largest gangs in Fengtian City.

That woman should be the mistress of the head of the Urban Construction Bureau in the Fengtian City Government.

And the smiling woman in the last few videos should be the young aunt of the major shareholder of Fengtian City's "Autumn Chamber of Commerce."

"..."

"..."

After making comparisons one by one, Chen Miao fell into silence once again. He finally understood what kind of connections Zhou Shen meant when he said he had some – connections in all spheres, white, black, and business, were all here. This could indeed be used as leverage; once exposed, Zhou Shen would not only lose his position, but he might not even be able to save his own life.

He tried hard to recall Zhou Shen's physique and looks from just before.

Not that handsome, either.

A standard middle-aged beer belly, a casual shirt tucked into the trousers, revealing a belt with no logo, and an utterly ordinary face; and judging from those women in the videos, they didn't seem to be forced at all.

And they all seemed acquainted.

As if they were willing to serve Zhou Shen together. But why...?

He didn't understand. Looking at it now, when Zhou Shen initially claimed that this was evidence of his bribery, was it that he was just too embarrassed to say it outright?

...

Chen Miao returned to the graveyard.

He looked at the Hungry Monkey and his people, who had already cleaned up. The Hungry Monkey was also desperately punching a wooden stake planted into the ground as if he was releasing energy; when Chen Miao advised him not to rush things, Hungry Monkey said he was trying to expend more energy so that he could eat more later.

So he didn't say anything more.

The group thus moved out of the graveyard in grand fashion and onto the highway, then called a few taxis and headed toward the city center one after the other.

It was time to buy a car.

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Chen Miao sat in the passenger seat of the taxi, looking out the window, his mind slightly adrift. He thought that it was inconvenient to go out every time, maybe he should buy a truck, a truck that could fit everyone inside.

But buying one would be too expensive, maybe he should just rob one instead. The question was, how to transfer ownership and get the plates to drive it into the city without getting caught.

In Fengtian City, there were many significant powers.

For example, "Chi Family," "Autumn Chamber of Commerce," and also "Black Hand Gang," every power could more or less strut around Fengtian City with impunity, but from beginning to end, there was only one force at the top.

That was the Fengtian City Government.

Small-time troublemakers might be ignored, but if you caused a big enough stir, you couldn't possibly withstand the overwhelming power of the Fengtian City Government. With many years of accumulated influence, crushing him, a level 3 gunman, wouldn't be too difficult.

...

"Yuan Buping, go."

Soon, after getting off in Fengtian City, Chen Miao saw a noodle shop that offered free extras. He and Hungry Monkey had eaten there before. They were interrupted by Zhou Yiming last time and left without paying, and it just so happened that they passed by this time.

"Go pay for two servings of noodles. We had to leave because of some business last time and didn't pay."

"Got it."

Yuan Buping scampered over to the noodle shop and paid the bewildered owner for two bowls.

Afterwards.

Chen Miao led Hungry Monkey and the others into a nicely decorated banquet hall. After contemplating the balance in his account for a moment and deciding it wouldn't cost too much, he strode in: "Come on, let's treat the brothers to a meal."

"You've all worked hard lately."

...

Inside the restaurant's main hall.

Chen Miao's group sat at four or five large round tables, each table laden with countless dishes and some beer, and everyone was engaging in lively conversation.

Yuan Buping shared a table just with Hungry Monkey and Chen Miao.

At that moment, Yuan Buping lifted his glass to his lips, gazing at his brothers at the other tables with a thoughtful look on his face. He didn't know why, but even though everyone was following Miao, he felt something was different from before, as if his status had gotten higher...

And life seemed to be more comfortable as well.

This made him feel a bit off; he was now eager to do something for Miao, to show him that his money was not being wasted. Yuan Buping touched the Thompson Submachine Gun in his coat, beginning to fantasize that if robbers suddenly appeared, he would stand up and protect Miao.

But soon he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

How could robbers come to rob a restaurant?

But the next second—

"Bang!!!"

The glass doors of the restaurant's main hall shattered suddenly and in unison.

Immediately after, a group of men dressed in black with scarves covering their faces rushed in. The leader, a young man, had reddened eyes full of bloodshot veins as he roared.

"The gang is at work!"

"Do not harm any lives, everyone back off, whoever obstructs dies!"

These men each held firearms or large knives, and behind them followed Magician babies. It seemed like a team made up of Supernaturals, only they all seemed quite young.

"Damn it!"

Yuan Buping's eyes sparkled with extreme excitement, ready to stand up and draw his Thomson to start firing. This was a chance for merit landing right in his lap, he had been worried about the lack of opportunities to show his worth these days.

This opportunity had just fallen into his lap.

However.

Just as he was about to stand and draw his gun, Chen Miao put a hand on his shoulder and took a casual glance at the intruders, whispering, "Keep eating."