C40 Rayleigh the Pluto of Rogue Town Had Recognized Him
"Bastard! You're asking for it!"
"Guys, get him! Take out the shooter!"
The companions of the two men who had been shot in the head charged, howling towards the hooded man at the entrance.
"It's you who are asking for it."
The hooded man squinted his eyes, stowed his double-barreled gun, and drew two clubs with ball-shaped ends. With a swift motion, he darted through the crowd
