Chen Mang didn't say much about it, just took the Soaring Dragon Assault Rifle handed over by Biaozi and pressed it lightly against the goblin merchant's head, gently pulling the trigger.
"Tut-tut-tut..."
The crisp gunshot immediately echoed in the depths of the Doomsday Abyss.
The goblin merchant, draped in a golden cloak, fell into a pool of blood, and the bag behind him, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened. Several items emitting white light appeared, exuding a deadly allure like a veiled beauty.
Just then—
"Cunning human!"
A severely injured goblin, who had been unconscious, suddenly awoke. Though unable to move, he glared at Chen Mang with a vicious expression: "Human, I didn't expect you to be so cunning, setting a trap in the depths of the Doomsday Abyss!"
"I thought traveling at six thousand meters underground was safe enough, but I was deceived!"
"The goblin merchant eventually died at your hands!"
"So be it, so be it!"
