I'm bombarding the Supernatural World with my firearms

"What are you doing!!"

"Rebelling against you!!!"

"Are you seeking death? I am Zhang Wanlin of the Zhang Family, my father is Zhang Boling, who dares to touch me!!!"

"Everyone, calm down. I have money, I'll give you triple the salary, how about that?"

In a fit of hysterical rage, Zhang Wanlin was effortlessly captured by his subordinates. With the resources of the Zhang Family, becoming a top Supernatural should have been easier than eating shit.

Isn't every member of the Zhang Family Main Branch a top expert?

Not to mention the Main Branch.

Even Zhang Wanlin's cousin was a Senior Transcendent over level forty, with the special job title 'Magician,' and that was with limited resources provided by the Zhang Family. Zhang Wanlin was the only exception.

After all, no large family could always rely on money to expect others to work hard for them; one's own strength is indispensable.

Zhang Wanlin had been the only one with no interest in improving his own strength from the very beginning, and for a simple reason: beyond a certain level, one would be forced to enter secret realms periodically.

And as everyone knows, secret realms come with mortality rates.

Even the simplest and safest secret realms couldn't guarantee absolute safety.

Zhang Wanlin happened to be extremely afraid of death, or rather, he was afraid of the feeling of confronting death directly. It's like people knowing that watching a horror movie won't kill them, and thinking about someone under the bed won't actually happen.

But that doesn't prevent the shivers running down people's backs when they imagine such scenarios.

To ensure that he wouldn't be forced into secret realms, Zhang Wanlin always resisted improving his capabilities. After all, he was Mr. Zhang of the Zhang Family—who in the Federation would dare to touch him?

Zhang Wanlin could likely never have dreamed that one day, he would be brought down by his own men.

It didn't take long.

Having never endured torture before, Zhang Wanlin quickly divulged everything about his younger brother, the balance of his own accounts, including the company's accounts and various anonymous deposits in other locations.

They took the account balances and noted down the locations of the anonymous deposits.

The Zhang Family had long considered what to do in case of a catastrophic disaster. Despite not lacking cash flow, the Zhang Family had placed a substantial amount of cash in anonymous black cards, hidden in corners of cities across the Federation.

And this information was shared with the Zhang Family Main Branch.

Thus, irrespective of which member of the Zhang Family Main Branch survived, they could use these treasures to start afresh or live a stable life for the rest of their days, securing an escape route. This secret was also the biggest secret in the hearts of the Main Branch.

In principle, it was something one should never reveal, even at the cost of one's life.

Because divulging it not only doomed the hopes of other Main Branch members but also risked them being led to slaughter. But Zhang Wanlin, having never been tortured before, crumbled the moment a toothpick was jabbed under his fingernail, beyond caring about the consequences.

After doing all this,

those who used to be under Zhang Wanlin exchanged glances, preparing to quickly depart this place of trouble. Then they would find a safe place to divide the spoils, parting ways in Jianghu, each living their peaceful lives.

The only money they didn't take was from the company account.

They couldn't take it either; transferring money out of a company account involves a complex procedure that even Zhang Wanlin couldn't accomplish alone. Besides, the company's money was too hot to handle, being a massive amount that Jingjiu City would surely investigate.

After all...

No city would willingly let such a large sum of money slip away, especially not Jingjiu City.

Only the balance in Zhang Wanlin's accounts and those anonymous deposit black cards were safe to take with relatively low risk.

The big spoils are always left for others; that's how they could eat their own share peacefully.

Before leaving—

A short man glanced at the woman tied up to the side and whispered, "Big brother, what should we do with this one? Kill her? She's seen a lot, and she might spill the beans later."

"..."

The middle-aged man with a weapon in his hand cast a gloomy look at the bound vixen. Truth be told, it was also what he was inwardly contemplating. Leaving a witness would always be dangerous.

If any other member of the Zhang Family were alive and learned about their actions, they would surely hunt them down at all costs.

These minor characters, faced with the vengeance of such a great family—even if reduced to remnants—couldn't withstand it. The chasm was too wide; even if the aircraft carrier had been thoroughly destroyed, the scattered fragments could easily end their lives.

And this woman knew they had the money,

And she had also seen their full faces...

All in all, it was very dangerous.

"That..."

The woman, whose mouth had been covered with duct tape that was now torn and cowering in the corner trembling, spoke with a voice almost dripping with fear, "Big brothers, I swear I didn't see anything, do you believe me?"

"Don't kill me, really, I'm not lying to you. The only thing tight about me is my lips."

"If it comes to it, take me, then I'll be your woman, and surely I won't report you, right?"

"Big brother, be careful..."

The short man, with a look of disgust, whispered, "This woman probably wants to use some method to infect us with that disease that makes mushrooms grow on people's bodies, she's cunning."

"Truly malicious."

"Not even worth discussing."

The man took a deep breath and stood still, pondering for a moment before shaking his head. He stepped forward and reapplied the duct tape over the woman's mouth. Although releasing her introduced many risks,

There was one thing he truly didn't dare to do.

He wasn't sure if Chen Miao needed this woman. If he did, killing her would create strong enmity. Offending such a significant figure could be scarier than offending the Zhang Family.

After all, the Zhang Family was gone.

Now it was time for them to make their escape, leaving only one issue: how to send the coordinates here to Chen Miao.

The group exchanged glances.

None of them had Chen Miao as a friend on social media, and they certainly couldn't announce it on a live broadcast, right? If so, the first ones to arrive wouldn't be Chen Miao, but rather the curious onlookers and the Federation's law enforcement army. Continue your journey with empire

For a moment, they were all stumped by this problem.

They just wanted to hand these two people over to Chen Miao and then skedaddle, but the question was… how to contact Chen Miao was the problem.