Fist-sized thunderballs skimmed across the lake surface. Against the backdrop of dusk, they looked particularly magnificent and brilliant, especially when they hit the lake, causing columns of water to erupt, intermixed with the body parts and fresh blood of the terror crocodiles.
Hiss, the newcomers gasped, their gaze shifting to Tang Zheng. They had originally thought he was already strong, but they didn't expect him to still have a trump card.
"Humph, what's so arrogant about him? Can't David and Leonard also use Thunderstorm rifles?" Danny, feeling disgruntled, made a derogatory remark. However, he didn't expect Leonard to glare fiercely at him. Danny was taken aback, and immediately slapped his forehead in regret. Wasn't this the same as openly saying Leonard wanted them to die?
