With the weapon in hand, Luke felt relieved and continued to take off the man's tactical vest and holster.
These little things are inconspicuous, but in real mobile warfare, the difference in convenience with and without them is obvious.
His movements were gentle, but fast.
With the people and cars in front of them covering their eyes, no one looked up at the cargo box of the car closest to the side. Even the driver in the driving seat was craning his neck to look ahead.
In a minute, Luke finished looting all the equipment, with a smile on his face: Now, it’s hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey!
He got off the truck bed, walked over and looked at the driver in front of him.
The man turned his head subconsciously and said, "George, you..."
Luke swung his arm and punched him in the face like a slap, knocking him back into the driver's seat.
Without stopping, he moved sideways and walked to the second car.
This driver was more focused than the previous one. He had already opened the car door and was standing on the running board looking inside the circle.
The next moment, his neck was strangled by a hand and he was lifted up. Then he was hit hard on the back of his head and was stuffed into the driver's seat.
In front were two other cars and seven people surrounding them.
Luke approached slowly, Beretta 92fs raised in his hand. If any of these people turned around and noticed him, he would have to massacre them.
But this time he couldn't kill everyone in one go, he wanted to leave some of them as witnesses.
The more witnesses there are, the harder it will be to cover up the case.
Of course, he would only leave behind those minions who were responsible for assisting him, such as the innkeeper Gus.
The ones who are truly in a high position are the ones who are waiting for their prey to be delivered to them in this amusement park. They will not act as spies in the hotel to catch people.
These people should be richer, have a higher social status, and have more connections. He will not let any of these guys survive.
The relationships that a dead person can mobilize are completely different from those that a living person can mobilize.
As for the revenge of these guys' relatives? If he let them go, would they not take revenge on him
Approaching the back of the crowd, Luke put the gun back into the holster under his armpit and grabbed the two men's heads with both hands.
With a dull thud, two people fell down limply, leaving only the last five people.
Luke's movements suddenly accelerated, and he burst out with all his strength. His feet moved quickly and his two fists stabbed out like lightning.
Although the effect of the anesthetic still remained in his body, making his strength reaction only half of the usual level, it was still very easy for him to sneak up on these people who were almost standing still and had no defense.
Bang bang bang bang!
All five men were knocked to the ground in an instant.
Luke quickly scanned these people and quickly determined their identities.
Those who were obviously wearing superior clothes and equipped with superior firearms, he punched them hard on the back of the head, causing them to bleed from all seven orifices and die on the spot.
The reason why he didn't use a gun to kill the group of people was to avoid alerting the game players on the other side of the lake.
He did not twist these people's necks so that when the case was investigated, he would not be suspected of torturing and killing defenseless criminals.
When investigated afterwards, he said that he was afraid that the other party would fight back, so his punch was just a little too heavy, and no one could find fault with him.
No one can control the force of his fists when facing more than a dozen armed kidnappers.
He collected the weapons from these people, leaving behind a universal model m1911, and took the quick-draw holster on the gun's owner's leg and put it on himself, and then put all the universal magazines of the two pistols into his tactical vest.
On the other leg was a scabbard with a very good dog-leg knife inserted in it.
Looking at the guy with his hands pierced by iron nails on the dock, he looked at him with horror.
Luke smiled coldly, "You've passed the test as a bait. So, you can go and die.
As he said this, he stepped forward and kicked the guy in the head, causing him to turn 270 degrees facing him.
After doing all this, Luke checked the four cars and found no mobile phones except for the walkie-talkies.
These people all communicate using walkie-talkies, which is troublesome.
Drive away
He was totally unfamiliar with the terrain here, and it would be even more troublesome if the other party set some traps on the road and damaged his car and surrounded him to kill him.
The battle is so easy now because he is alone and can fight, run, jump into the lake, and move forward and backward freely.
If he drove away, he would have to take Selena, who was still powerless from the anesthetic, with him. She would be a sitting duck.
There was a cold light flashing in his eyes: Then kill all these guys!
He had already wasted 300 points tonight and almost lost his life. He couldn't swallow this.
Well, okay, actually the points used to purchase abilities weren’t a waste, but he felt that these guys were wasting his points.
With a night vision goggles hanging around his neck, he got into the thickest off-road pickup truck, started the car, and drove around the lakeshore to the other side.
We heard one or two gunshots over there just now, and it was obvious that Bob's family was not having a good time.
Luke was driving, and a car came from the opposite direction.
Seeing Luke's car coming, the other car slowed down, and the man on the truck waved, "Hey, how are things going over there?"
Luke held the steering wheel with his left hand and took out the M1911 from the quick-draw holster with his right hand.
He released his foot from the accelerator and stepped on the brake, while at the same time, he handed the steering wheel to his right hand and the gun to his left hand, and raised his left hand out of the open car window.
Bang!
He was almost face to face with the driver of the oncoming car, without even having to double-click.
After a shot blew up the driver's head, the two cars just moved a little closer to each other. In the surprised eyes of the man in the truck bed, Luke just raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand slightly.
Bang!
Another headshot.
He released his foot from the brake, stepped on the accelerator again, and increased the speed of the car.
Behind him, there was only an off-road vehicle that had stopped and was motionless.
Putting the gun back into the holster, Luke felt calm.
In his previous life, there was a saying in China that he agreed with: Whenever someone is about to be killed, one must remain calm.
Killing is a job that requires concentration and you cannot be distracted.
Well, the original version of the saying is to stay calm in times of crisis.
But for Luke now, killing the group of mutant players on the opposite side is a big deal.
Driving closer to the lake, Luke met the first group of people addicted to the game.
Two cars, four gamers and in front of them was the young boy Bobby.
At this moment, Bobby had several arrows stuck in his body, but none of them were in vital parts.
He screamed and struggled to escape.
These gamers are vicious, shooting people in places that won't kill them quickly, like the arms and abdomen.