With this kind of injury, Bobby could still struggle to escape, but they were cruising in the distance, like jackals in the African wasteland, waiting for their prey to shed the last drop of blood while fleeing in terror, and then pounced on and bit them viciously.
However, jackals are only for survival and food, but these people are purely enjoying and killing. They are countless times inferior to jackals.
Luke turned the steering wheel and approached a car from the side.
Holding a bow and arrow, the man in the other car shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, if you want to participate, you need to ask for our permission first, George... well, where is George?"
At this moment, Luke just drove the car to the level of the slow-moving car, and raised his right hand.
Snapped!
The driver who looked at him with a face full of surprise shot his head on the spot.
As soon as he stepped on the brakes, bent over and lowered his head, the man on the truck was also exposed to his shooting range.
Snapped!
Headshot again.
Two shots were fired, and the walkie-talkies of the two people in the opposite car rang: "Hey, which one of you is shooting? Didn't you agree that you can't use guns for hunting?"
Luke hehe, stepping on the accelerator, the off-road pickup quickly leaned towards the other car.
Snapped! Snapped!
Luke's off-road vehicle quickly drove up to Bobby who was still struggling to escape, opened the door and got out of the car, and grabbed the little guy: "Hey, look clearly, it's me."
Bobby saw Luke's face clearly, and was stunned for a moment: "You, are you also with them?"
Luke: ⊙_⊙! Your brain circuit is really strange.
With a dark face, he shouted: "Are you blind? I just killed the four of them and saved you."
Bobby was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the two cars not far away, and sure enough there was no movement.
With a dark face, Luke quickly checked Bobby's injuries, helped him up, and put him on the back seat of a truck: "Lie down obediently. I'll take you after I get rid of these gangsters who are murdering for fun. Go to a doctor. If anyone comes, try not to make a sound, just pretend to be dead in the car."
As he spoke, he wanted to close the car door.
Bobby suddenly said: "Please, save my parents, and my sister."
Luke waved his hand: "Of course I can save me, otherwise why should I save you." He closed the door and ignored the little boy who wanted to continue nagging.
Where does he have time to chat here, Selena is still squatting in the tree hole by herself.
Hurry up and get rid of these guys before he can go back to pick up Selena, he really doesn't feel relieved to put her there.
He drove forward again, and heard a sound from another direction not far away, turned the steering wheel and turned over.
Looking at it from a distance, Luke sneered in his heart.
That shopkeeper, Gass, is here, leaning against a middle-aged woman with a smirk on his face.
This woman is of course Bob's wife, and Bobby's mother, Ethel.
She was full of despair and fear, and she begged and cried, but her hands were held by several people, controlling her body movement.
Luke stopped the car far away, he didn't want his car to disturb the group of scum who were enjoying themselves.
He quickly approached the group of people from the woods, and when he finally appeared next to the group of men, no one cared.
Their attention was all on the struggling and painful Isaiah, and they didn't pay attention to their surroundings.
This is their playground and nothing can go wrong.
Among the group of people, Luke was a little familiar with the voices of several other people except Ghaith, as if they were the ones who went to the hotel to carry them.
Thinking about the content of these people's chats before, Luke probably understood that these people should be the ones responsible for the real entertainers.
Finding the target, carrying it, guarding the vehicle, and even collecting the corpse may be done by these people.
Judging by the appearance, clothing and behavior of these people, it is obvious that they are not rich, but they look like wage earners.
There are quite a few of them, three cars and seven people.
But they are not as dangerous as the people in the two cars that chased and killed Bobby just now.
The two cars were still separated, and the people on the carts were still holding bows and crossbows. Most of the people in this group had taken off more than half of their hoods, clothes and pants, and their hands were empty.
Luke's two fists didn't use a boxing stance, and directly hit the backs of these guys' eye-catching heads one by one with the gesture of smashing gophers.
When men are doing certain things, their attention will be very concentrated, so their reactions to the outside world will be very slow.
That's what these guys are.
Within two seconds, they were falling to the ground with smirks on their faces.
Luke stepped forward and stomped the feet of these people twice to ensure that the soles of the feet were powder fractured, and then he kicked the unconscious shopkeeper Gase away.
The kick was filled with hatred, and the owner's lumbar spine made a crisp clicking sound.
Aisel was still crying, and Luke grabbed the shirt that someone had taken off and put it on her: "Okay, Aisel, I'm Luke."
Before he stopped, Aisel was pulled up by him and pushed into a nearby car: "Aisaier, I have no time to waste with you. You are here by yourself, put on your clothes, look for weapons, and hide in the Don't make a sound in the car, I will save your husband and daughter."
Saying that he left.
Ethel's situation is really bad, but her body has no serious trauma and is much better than her son Bobby.
Luke didn't have the patience to say more to her, just a few reminders.
However, along the way, Luke also packed up twenty-five people and eleven cars.
There won't be too many people and cars left, but he hasn't noticed the game host with a high tone.
When he turned the car around to the place where the incident started, he found that Bob was covered in various wounds, dead in the woods a few hundred meters away, with a look of despair on his face.
Obviously, he was the first to be killed.
But... what about other gamers
Luke listened and stopped, but he didn't hear anything.
He cleaned up twenty-five people on the opposite side and side of the lake in one go, but the host among the remaining people didn't have any vigilance, which is very abnormal.
Luke frowned, and quickly drove along a small road with faint traces of vehicles passing by.
In less than two minutes, he came to a small clearing in the forest, the pupils of his eyes shrunk: What's going on
Four cars were parked here, but the clearing was a mess, with ten apparently gamers throwing themselves around.
Luke stopped and got out of the car, raised the gun in his hand, and quickly leaned over.
Walking through the arena, he was sure that all ten people were dead, and the deaths were horrible.
Some people had their stomachs cut open, some had their heads sunken like sunken fruits, and some were like jujitsu players, their bodies bent into strange arcs.
But the game host was standing with his back against a tree. When he got closer, he realized that his chest was pierced by a broken branch of the tree, and he was hung on the tree trunk like this.
At the same time, Luke smelled a strange stench in his nose.