I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"Well, I'll be damned..."

Chen Miao, who had witnessed the entire scene from start to finish, subconsciously touched his own neck, swallowing slightly. He couldn't even catch when the slash had been made with his bare eyes, and now someone was killed?

If that slash had landed on him, could he have survived?

The answer was, without a doubt, no.

He would definitely die.

This scene made Chen Miao, who had been feeling slightly aloof, feel his heart sink before it had a chance to soar too high. With his current strength, he was nothing but an exposed little lamb in this kind of battle. He didn't need to think about intervening, surviving was skill enough.

If he could keep hiding, collecting Doctor Gou's corpse would be the least he could do.

Fortunately, the burial plots bought by Hungry Monkey would come in handy. He could move in with Doctor Gou, and Doctor Gou could move in with them.

And this scene also made his resolve to enhance his protective abilities even clearer.

As for the so-called protective gear they had seized, it was actually a type of item called "Energy Protective Clothing," with no occupational restrictions, universally usable by all professions. Depending on the item's level, the maximum attack it could withstand varied.

All the protective clothing he had collected was broken, naturally rendered unusable.

When the "Energy Protective Clothing" was about to run out of energy, it could be recharged to regain functionality, but if it exceeded its tolerance range, it would shatter, making it utterly useless.

Even using it to wipe one's ass would be disgusting.

Up to now, he didn't have a single protective item, which greatly decreased his sense of security.

Chen Miao also soon heard surprise-filled voices carrying over from not far away.

"The energy level of this strike has reached almost 1000!"

"My protective clothing doesn't stand a chance, his Combat Power ranking hasn't been updated, he's hiding his real strength, it's much greater than we anticipated."

"We all need to gang up on him to kill him!"

"Stop dilly-dallying, we must take him down today!"

"If he doesn't die, we're all doomed in the future!"

Clearly, these people had only now realized that Doctor Gou's strength was higher than they had imagined.

However, it was too late!

In the night, Doctor Gou moved like a Sword Saint possessed, each flash of white light followed by another person's neck blossoming with a line of blood before falling into a pool of their own. They had almost no chance to fight back, unable to escape the fate of being killed in a single strike, no matter how they dodged or activated their protective gear.

It was over in the blink of an eye.

Here, a good twenty or thirty men armed with various weapons, barely inflicted any injuries on Doctor Gou before they all lay side by side in pools of blood.

...

Chen Miao, who had been watching from behind a hill, had his mouth agape enough to fit a light bulb. Was everyone else as dumbfounded as he was? Are you that incredible to just hide out in a clinic that's about to go under and perform circumcisions?

You're that amazing, and yet the letter you left behind read like a suicide note, filled with the sentiment of a brave man who will not return?

Why didn't you just say, "Some madman sharpening his knife at night, feeling itchy to kill some people for relief"?

You truly have a taste for killing!

Seeing the fight was over, Chen Miao didn't continue to hide behind the hill. Instead, he walked out with the Thompson Submachine Gun in his arms and began shouting from a distance, "Doctor Gou, are you okay?"

He didn't dare to get too close, as Doctor Gou seemed somewhat unfamiliar that night, and he was a bit afraid of being chopped up himself in the heat of the moment.

...

Doctor Gou, standing amidst the pools of blood, was slightly startled upon hearing Chen Miao's voice, and when he looked up and saw Chen Miao's figure, his bloodshot eyes became somewhat moist.

This scene...

It was the same three years ago.

That night, his own parents might have been just like Chen Miao, knowing they couldn't win, knowing they might die, but still they came to save him.

He was just a selfish bastard, a person who only cared about his own honor and disgrace. Why were there so many people who knew they would die but still came to save him?

He hadn't risked his life to come here tonight solely for Chen Miao, but because he didn't want the regrets of three years ago to happen again. He wanted to do something to make up for the guilt of these three years. He didn't want to keep living a dog's life anymore. He was tired.

These three years, he had been tormented every moment.

If, if he hadn't so willfully left his home for the secret realm three years ago, perhaps his parents wouldn't have died. If only he had told his parents where he was going before he left, they wouldn't have been so easily killed by those traitors.

However, by sheer luck, he hadn't died.

"Huff!"

Doctor Gou took a deep breath and looked at Chen Miao, who was gradually approaching, and spoke with an accelerated tone, "The cleaners are coming soon. Long story short, I've killed a bit too many people here, and I won't be returning to Fengtian City in the future."

"I plan to spend the rest of my life in 'Broken Pot City,' where I will carry on the legacy of the Little Sunflower Andrology Clinic left by my parents."

"If you ever come to Broken Pot City, you can come and have a drink with me."

"And, who asked you to come? Don't you know how dangerous it is here?"

"..."

Chen Miao let out a helpless sigh, "I couldn't just stand by and watch you die, could I? Didn't you see how sharp the swords in their hands were?"

"Heh."

Doctor Gou suddenly sneered, "Their swords are sharp, my knife is no less sharp. I can perform circumcisions, and just as well I can take their heads off."

"Besides, tonight Lady Luck is smiling on me."

Having said that—

A panel was shared in front of Chen Miao.

'Skill Name': Life and Death Ambiguity.

'Skill Level': D.

'Skill Restriction': Only available to 'Swordsman' and its promotion series professions, and the player level must be lv.10 or above.

'Skill Effect': When activating this skill, the next strike has a 50% chance to unleash five times the attributes of one's all-out attack, a 40% chance that the knife energy backlash will severely wound oneself, and a 10% chance that the knife energy backlash will be fatal.

Skills without cooldown, unlimited duration, can be activated or cancelled at any time.

'Skill Proficiency': lv.1 (34/100), upgrading to the next level can reduce the chance of negative effects triggering. Swinging a knife under this skill's effect adds one point of proficiency.

'Skill Introduction': "Old rules, fists and guns—in the end, one of us will die here today."

"..."

Chen Miao glanced at the skill panel shared in front of him and looked again at Doctor Gou, who was almost unscathed. For a moment, he felt his scalp tingle. Was this the confidence Doctor Gou had, like being possessed by a Sword Saint, just now?

A total of twenty or thirty people were killed.

In other words, Doctor Gou was dancing on the edge of death a few dozen times just now.

A sequence of dozens of occurrences all landed on the 50% positive effect?

Probably Yama was also staring at Doctor Gou's frantically blinking name in the Life and Death Book in the Underworld, confused and bewildered.

Such a skill indeed didn't need any cooldown, as not many people dared to play with their life on the line like this.

But is there really a possibility of this skill reaching proficiency level lv.2?

And at that moment—

The sound of police sirens, neither hurried nor slow, was coming from behind, just as Doctor Gou had said, the cleaners had arrived.

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