With the weapon in hand, Luke was determined, so he continued to take off the man's tactical vest and holster.
These small things are inconspicuous, but when it comes to real sports, the difference in convenience between having them and not having them is obvious.
His movements are soft, but fast.
Then, under the cover of the people in front of him and the body of the car, no one raised his head to look at the body of the car on the farthest side. Even the driver in the driver's seat stretched his neck to look ahead.
In a minute, Luke completely plundered the equipment, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth: Now, it's hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey!
Stay from the car bed, walk over to look at the driver in front of you.
The man subconsciously turned his head and said, "George, you..."
Luke swung his arms round, like a big ear scraper, and punched him in the face, knocking him back into the driver's seat.
Without stopping, he moved sideways and walked to the side of the second car.
This driver was more involved than the previous one. He had already opened the car door, stood on the pedal and looked into the circle.
The next moment, his neck was strangled by a hand, and he was lifted up, followed by a heavy blow on the back of the head, and he was also stuffed into the driver's seat.
Ahead were two other cars and seven people surrounding them.
Luke leaned over unhurriedly, and the Beretta 92fs in his hand had been raised. If any of these people turned around and found him, then he would have to bloodbath these people.
But this time he couldn't kill everyone in one go, he wanted to keep some people as witnesses.
The more witnesses there are, the harder it is to cover up the case.
Of course, he'd only keep the underlings in charge, like innkeeper Gus.
The real high status is the group of people who are waiting for the prey to be delivered in this playground. They will not act as eyeliners in the hotel to catch people.
These people should be richer, have a higher status in society, and have more connections. He will not let any of these guys survive.
The relationship that the dead can mobilize is completely different from that of the living.
As for the revenge of these guys' relatives? Could it be that if he let these people go, wouldn't they take revenge on him
Approaching the back of the crowd, Luke put the gun back into the holster under his arm, and grabbed the heads of the two with both hands.
With a muffled bang, the two of them fell limply, leaving only the last five.
Luke's movements suddenly sped up, he exploded with all his strength, his feet moved finely but quickly, and his two fists stabbed out like lightning.
Although the effect of the anesthetic still remained in his body, making his power response only half of the usual level, it was still very easy to sneak up on these defenseless people who were almost standing still.
Bang bang bang bang!
The five people were all knocked down to the ground in an instant.
Luke glanced quickly at these people, and quickly determined their identities.
Those who wore guns and paraphernalia were obviously superior to others, so he directly punched each of them hard on the back of the head, causing their seven orifices to bleed and died on the spot.
The reason why he didn't use a gun to kill this group of people was to not disturb the gamers on the other side of the lake.
Not twisting the necks of these people is so that when the case is investigated, he will not be questioned as torture and murder of defenseless criminals.
After investigating like this, he said that he was afraid that the other party would fight back in groups, and the fists were just a little heavier, and no one could find his fault.
No one can hold back their fists when facing more than a dozen kidnappers with guns.
He collected the weapons from these people, and left a universal model m1911. By the way, he also got the quick-draw holster on the owner's leg and put it on himself, and put all the common magazines of the two pistols. Into the tactical vest.
A scabbard was tied to the other leg, and a very good dogleg knife was stuck in it.
Looking at the guy whose hands were nailed to the pier, looked at him with horrified eyes.
There was a cold smile on Luke's face: "As a bait, you are qualified. So, you can die.
As he said that, he went up with a big foot and kicked the guy facing his head 270 degrees.
After doing all this, Luke checked the four cars, and found no mobile phone except for the walkie-talkie.
These people are all connected by walkie-talkie, which is troublesome.
Drive away
He is completely unfamiliar with the terrain here, and it will be even more troublesome if the opponent sets up some traps on the road and destroys the car.
Now the battle is so easy because he is alone, he can fight, run and jump into the lake, and he can advance and retreat freely.
Driving and running, and taking Selena, who is still weak from the anesthetic, is simply a living target.
A cold light flashed in his eyes: Then kill all these guys!
He had already wasted 300 points tonight, and almost died, he couldn't swallow this breath.
Well, well, in fact, it is not a waste to buy ability points, but he feels that these guys have wasted his points.
With a night vision goggle around his neck, he got into the thickest off-road pickup truck, started the car, and drove around the lakeshore to the opposite side.
There were one or two gunshots over there just now, and it was obvious that Bob's family was not doing well.
Luke was driving, but a car came from the opposite side.
Seeing Luke's car approaching, the car slowed down, and the man on the side of the car beckoned, "Hey, how are you doing?"
Luke held the steering wheel with his left hand, and took out the m1911 from the quick-draw holster with his right hand.
Let off the gas pedal, step on the brakes, hand over the steering wheel to your right hand, hand over the gun to your left hand, and lift your left hand from the open window.
Snapped!
He was almost side-to-side with the driver of the oncoming vehicle, without even needing to double-click.
After a shot blasted the driver's head, the two cars just moved forward a little bit, and the muzzle of the gun in Luke's hand was only slightly raised in the surprised eyes of the man on the truck.
Snapped!
Headshot again.
He let go of the lightly applied brake, stepped on the accelerator again, and picked up the speed of the car.
Behind him, there was only one off-road vehicle that had stopped in place 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 very much agreed with when killing someone, there must be calmness.
Killing is a job that requires concentration, and you can't be half-hearted.
Well, the original version of the words is calm in every major event.
But for Luke now, killing the group of transformational players on the opposite side is a big deal.
Driving closer to the lake, Luke met the first group of people addicted to games.
Two cars, four gamers in front of that teenage Bobby.
At this moment, Bobby has several arrows pierced into his body, but none of them are in vital parts.
He screamed and struggled to escape.
This group of gamers is vicious, and they shoot in places that don't kill quickly, such as arms and stomachs.