Thunder God laughed arrogantly, "Little cowboy Brown, has your last injury healed yet?"
Cowboy Brown instinctively clutched his waist. Although the hidden ailment there had healed, one of his bones had been removed due to the severe injury. The injury that almost took his life was inflicted by none other than the Thunder God before him.
"I've never forgotten the gift you gave me last time!"
Brown said gloomily, grasping his waist.
Click, clack!
Almost instantly, bullets loaded, Cowboy Brown raised his revolver aiming at the Thunder God.
His men behind him also drew their guns, posing a gunfight threat to everyone in the Thunder God squad.
"Hey, are you sure you want to make a move here?"
Thunder God's smile vanished, his face furious as he glared at Brown.
The last time he could injure the opponent was due to an attack, now with the gun aimed at him, Thunder God was not confident he could escape unharmed.
After all, the opponent's spear technique was exceptional.
