After taking a few steps, the burly figure bent down, pulled out the weapon stuck in the neck of the county police officer on the ground, and walked towards Luca Patton's car again.
He swung the weapon in his hand and smashed the glass of the driver's seat, revealing Luca Barton's face full of despair and fear: "Go to hell, you monster!"
Bang!
The burly figure was knocked back and fell.
Luca Barton seemed stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Haha, die, you monster. Come again if you have the guts! Hahahaha!"
In his hand was a Remington shotgun that was placed in the police car. It was with it that Luca Patton finally knocked down the burly figure.
Luke narrowed his eyes, looked at the field, and continued to watch silently.
Two seconds later, the burly figure lying on the ground straightened his upper body again and climbed up. Luca Barton's laughter stopped abruptly: "Impossible! Why don't you just die! Monster, go die!"
Bang! Bang!
Two more shotgun blasts rang out, and this time the burly figure merely staggered back two steps, then stood firm and stepped forward, reaching out his hand.
"Ah!" A moment later, with a shrill scream, a burly figure dragged Luca Patton out of the car.
He was originally unable to move because a branch pierced his right shoulder, but now he is finally free, but the price is that his right hand was left on the branch in the car.
He screamed and rolled over twice, then fell to the ground, struggling to crawl on the ground, trying to escape the inevitable fate.
The burly figure remained silent, holding the weapon high in his hand.
Swish!
Luca Patton's shouting and movements stopped instantly. His body was still crawling, but his head had already flown out.
Plop!
Luca Patton's headless body fell to the muddy ground.
Snap! Boom!
A flash of lightning illuminated the world again.
In the woods on a rainy night, a burly figure slowly turned his head and looked at Luke who was dozens of meters away.
Luke raised the corner of his mouth, exerted force on his feet, and quickly... slipped away.
The burly figure chased after him without hesitation, and a few minutes later, a scream was heard.
Luke stood still and looked at the burly figure who was walking towards him again not far away.
Not far behind the burly figure was the last escaping county policeman, but he had been split into two.
Luke took a deep breath, looked at the burly figure approaching at a steady speed, raised his hand with a smile, and pulled the trigger of the Glock.
Bang!
The burly figure trembled all over, paused for a moment, shook his head after a moment and continued to move forward, his steps becoming more hurried.
Luke blushed: "It seems that rainy days still have an impact on shooting accuracy."
His first double attack was aimed at the burly figure's eyes, but it only hit the face.
However, this guy was not hurt at all after being hit by a car. He was able to get up and kill people again two seconds later. Luke didn't think that these two shots could kill him.
As soon as he finished speaking, a burly figure quickly approached him and raised the weapon in his hand again.
Luke curled his lips, exerted force on his feet, and quickly retreated, firing the Glock in his hand again.
Bang!
This time the distance between them was shortened to less than 20 meters, and he fired two more shots at the burly figure's eyes.
He could see two balls of dark liquid bursting out of the burly figure's eye sockets, but it only caused the liquid to pause for a moment before continuing to speed up and rush over.
"Huh!" He exclaimed in surprise and stepped back quickly.
Snap! Snap!
Luke fired four more shots, still aiming at the other man's eyes.
This time, the burly figure lowered his head slightly. The bullet did not hit his eyes, but the impact caused his head to shake slightly. The weapon in his hand had already swung over.
Luke exerted force on his feet, retreated a few meters, and frowned slightly: "So you can take a beating?"
Bang bang bang!
Four bullet holes appeared on the burly figure's chest.
But the effect of these four shots was even weaker, and only made his body tremble twice.
Luke was helpless: "This damn thing, it can't be that it can't be killed!"
After firing these four shots, he had hit the burly figure in various vital parts with a total of twelve shots, and the ghost thing was still alive and kicking.
Bang!
He fired the last bullet casually into the crotch of the burly figure, but as expected, it had no effect.
The burly figure's speed increased, from walking with big strides at the beginning to running, and the weapon in his hand swung towards Luke again.
Luke suddenly changed direction, quickly replaced the magazine in his Glock, and then opened fire wildly.
Bang bang bang bang!
He emptied the magazine in one breath, and thirteen more bullet holes appeared on the burly figure's body.
From the neck to the chest, from the lower abdomen to the knees, and finally to the ankles, they were all blasted by bullets.
But apart from the impact of being shot which causes the burly figure to sway slightly, there are basically no other effects.
Luke quickened his pace, put some distance between himself and the others, and with a thought, he took out a long alloy stick from the storage space.
This is also the thing that has served as a barbecue stick at the campsite.
I was planning to process it into a special gun barrel, but I haven't had the time to do it yet, so now I'll just use it as a long weapon.
Facing the weapon swung by the burly figure, Luke suddenly turned around and swung his stick, hitting him hard.
clang!
There was a sharp metallic collision sound, and Luke was knocked back several meters in the air. After landing, he tapped his feet on the ground repeatedly to stop his body from moving backwards.
What a powerful force! He was amazed.
When his strength reaches 40, the actual effect coefficient is 4, which is the actual effect of 160 strength, which is sixteen times the strength of an ordinary person.
Luke has never met an opponent of equal strength.
No, the opponent's strength is even stronger than his.
Because Luke was swinging a long stick, the opponent's weapon was much shorter and heavier than the stick, so he had a hard time exerting force.
At this time, the burly figure opposite was also repelled by the huge force of the alloy stick, and his whole body turned several times involuntarily, but he still held the weapon tightly in his hand.
After stopping, he tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand what had just happened.
Luke chuckled: "Hey, big guy, come on?" As he said that, the long stick in his hand chopped down with a hum.
The burly figure subconsciously raised his hand and raised his weapon.
Ding! Bang!
There was another unpleasant sound of metal colliding, followed by a dull knocking sound.
The burly figure's right hand dropped.
He used one hand to block Luke's long stick that was smashing down from top to bottom, and he suffered a great loss immediately. Not only was his right hand knocked down, but Luke's long stick also hit his shoulder with the remaining force.
Luke took back his long stick and said in amazement: "I can't die after all."
His stick smashed the burly figure's shoulder. A normal person would have been seriously injured and dying on the spot, but the burly figure had already pulled his legs out of the mud.
The next moment, a burly figure pounced forward and swung the weapon in his hand again.