I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

Just then—

"Whimper, whimper, squeak, squeak…"

Tied up to one side, Vixen struggled violently and mumbled as if trying to say something.

Seeing this, the man slightly furrowed his brows, waved his hand to signal his men to tear off the tape from Vixen's mouth: "What crap do you have to spout now?!"

"Huff!"

After spitting out the stockings from her mouth, Vixen greedily took a deep breath and then said hurriedly, "I have a way to contact Chen Miao and the others, I have Hungry Monkey as a friend, I can tell him the exact coordinates."

"Oh?"

The man looked at Vixen skeptically, found her wristwatch on Zhang Wanlin, and after using Vixen's retina to unlock it, scrolled through the contact list and, to his surprise, indeed found Hungry Monkey listed as a friend.

He tentatively sent a '1' over.

There was no red exclamation mark.

"You really do have a friend's spot, huh?"

The man took a cool breath, somewhat relieved, glad he hadn't killed this woman just now, or it might have been difficult to handle. Having a friend's spot, their relationship must be out of the ordinary.

And the other side quickly replied with a "?"

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"Haven't you started yet? My brothers and I have been looking forward to this for a long time."

The man didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but that wasn't important. After pondering for a moment, he finally organized his words.

"We are nameless heroes. We've rescued your woman, and this bad guy Zhang Wanlin has been tied up by us. The coordinates are...xxx...xxx. Please hurry over, we're pulling out."

Having said that.

He tossed the wristwatch aside and turned to leave with his men, calling them to prepare to depart.

Zhang Wanlin, meanwhile, was tied up and laying to one side, watching the man's back as it gradually receded and couldn't help but shout hoarsely, "Hey, for all the years I've taken care of you lot, can't you give me a smoke before you go?"

"..."

The man stopped in his tracks, stood still in silence for a moment, then turned and walked over to Zhang Wanlin, bent down, lit a cigarette, and placed it in Zhang Wanlin's mouth, speaking calmly, "At least when it comes to paying on time and not deducting wages, you are a good boss."

"Farewell."

This time the man didn't linger, he left with his men without looking back, getting into the off-road vehicle outside the warehouse, and in the blink of an eye, they were gone from the road outside the warehouse. What happened next had nothing to do with them.

They had to quickly travel to the Federal territories to withdraw all the bearer black cards, then after splitting the loot, they would disperse and enjoy life for the rest of their days. They had suffered enough; now it was time for pure enjoyment.

...

"Fuckin' hell…"

Tied up, Zhang Wanlin lay on the dusty floor of the warehouse, carefully holding the precious cigarette in his mouth, and turned his head to look at the terrified woman beside him, he couldn't help grinning.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Don't worry, we now have two outcomes."

"The first, Chen Miao never shows up. This place is an utterly abandoned warehouse. Not a soul would pass by in a month, and no one would hear you even if you scream your lungs out."

"Moreover, we are already very far from Jingjiu City, and outside lies a desert covered with dense yellow sand all year round, obscuring us even from the satellites; it's absolutely secluded here. We're likely to slowly dehydrate to death."

"The second outcome is that Chen Miao arrives."

"In that case, I'd probably be dead, but luckily Chen Miao doesn't have a habit of torturing people, so I should die a relatively painless death. As for you, it's hard to say. If you're lucky, you could become the main wife of a second-in-command; if not, then you'll have to leave it up to fate."

"Trash!!"

Vixen was well aware her fate wouldn't be much better than Zhang Wanlin's. In that moment, she couldn't help but curse frantically, "You had such a good family background, yet all you did was eat, drink, and be merry, doing nothing, living the life of a profligate son."

"Do you know how many people are risking their lives just to climb a little higher?"

"If I had your luck, I definitely wouldn't allow myself to become trash!!"

"Heh."

Perhaps knowing that death was certain had softened Zhang Wanlin's state of mind somewhat, as he greedily and reluctantly sucked on the nearly spent cigarette in his mouth, "To me, as long as the Zhang Family doesn't fall, whether or not I have power doesn't matter. So many people in the Zhang Family were strong, and they still died."

"And they died before me."

"But I am different. At least I've had my fill of fun in this lifetime. The things I've enjoyed, you couldn't even begin to imagine."

"Your wealth has completely limited your imagination."

"Moreover, I've known something for a long time now, and that is, this world won't last another 10 years. Have you not noticed that in previous years, due to the advent of the Supernatural, the population has drastically decreased and the Federal Government has been using all means to encourage people to have more children?"

"Even the streets are plastered with slogans about preserving human civilization and the like, because at that time, we really reached an extremely dangerous moment. When the Supernatural first arrived, too many people died. If we didn't increase birth rates, human civilization was at serious risk of a gap."

"But have you noticed that, I don't know since when, the Federal Government hasn't brought up this matter again."

"Do you think it's because we have enough newborns?"

"No."

"It's because the Federal Government suddenly realized, it seems we won't make it until this batch of newborns reaches adulthood. Time won't allow it; at most not more than ten years, maybe even three, and at the shortest, just one year before this world is destroyed. By then, everything will be meaningless."

"The Federal Government is in a panic, but what can panic do? They don't even know what they're facing, only that they vaguely sense a tremendous catastrophe is coming."

Just then—

Suddenly, the sound of leather shoes tapping on the ground came from outside the warehouse, each step crisp and deliberate, one after another.

Soon, Zhang Wanlin, lying on the ground, saw Chen Miao, leaning on a cane, standing over him looking down.

"Long time no see."

Fear uncontrollably surfaced in Zhang Wanlin's pupils, and he forced out a smile uglier than crying, "You came much faster than I imagined. I really regret it. If I had killed you on the spot at all costs the first time I met you, maybe none of this would have happened, right?"

"What do you think, Chen Miao."

"Oh."

Chen Miao nodded indifferently, "I thought you were going to say you regretted not listening to me at the beginning, to kill everyone from Fengtian City right away. If you had been fast enough, there wouldn't have been these issues either."

"All regrets."

Although Zhang Wanlin was extremely fearful, he managed a forced smile to retain a shred of dignity before his death, "But what's done is done, right? If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't have gone to you in the first place."