The remaining two thugs hid behind the bunker in fright, not daring to show their heads.
Ignoring these two people, he walked out without stopping.
In a corner, he threw out the two empty pistols in his hands.
The two thugs who rushed to the vicinity and bowed forward suspiciously were hit hard on the head each, and fell to the ground like dogs eating shit, unable to get up again.
Luke stepped forward, touched the guns in the hands of the two, and one of them kicked heavily on the back of the head, turned around and raised the gun.
Clap!
A guy who was poking his head farther away was shot in the head, and the person next to him was so scared that he immediately hid behind the car next to him.
Luke ignored the man, moved to the side again, and found the three people rushing over from the other side.
The three of them were the latest to come, and they didn't quite understand the situation.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The three people who got too close were instantly knocked down, and two of them struggled so weakly that only one was hit in the arm, where he wailed terribly.
Luke coldly pulled the trigger.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Luke let go indifferently, let the empty gun in his left hand drop, and quietly returned to the man who had let go just now.
The guy had already hid in a corner in fright, and was on the phone there.
Luke listened to a few words with a sneer on his face.
Snapped!
The idiot who was thinking of calling for help during the battle was directly shot in the head, the phone in his hand slipped into the muddy water, and a series of hurried questions came from the microphone.
Luke squatted down, took the pistol in the man's hand, sneered at the still beeping mobile phone, stepped on it, and smashed it to pieces.
Returning to the prefabricated house not far away again, hidden among the old machinery, he took a deep breath and activated his keen sense of smell.
He bypassed the frontal position where there were still two remaining thugs, locked the position of the three people inside at the side and rear of the house, and slowly raised his pistol.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
There were three screams from inside, but they quickly subsided.
The two remaining thugs in front of the house were frightened mad by the sudden gunshots and screams from behind. They got up and ran away.
Luke approached the window, probed to check, and jumped in.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Give each of the three guys who collapsed on the ground a shot in the head, and then he stands in front of the gate and raises his gun.
Clap! Clap!
The two thugs who fled separately fell down without a sound.
Luke closed his eyes and ears, and stood quietly at the door for a moment before returning to the office and searching quickly.
He first put all the stacks of banknotes in the drawer into his backpack, then poured most of the bottle of vodka on the paper documents in a file cabinet, ignited the lighter he just touched, and threw it on it.
The raging fire spread quickly, and soon turned the room into a big fireball.
Luke went out, took the AK and a magazine from a thug outside the door, and quietly retreated into the darkness.
A moment later, two gunshots were fired at the gate, and the two terrified gatekeepers hiding in the darkness were also killed.
Only then did Luke slowly walk towards the two large sheds not far from the prefabricated house.
There were two thugs here before, but they rushed over to deliver the heads just now, and now there are no guards here.
Occasionally, a few men ran out, and Luke advanced in the shadows, not killing them.
He didn't even need to carefully distinguish the smells from these people to know what they were doing just now.
Disheveled, terrified, and unarmed, these are not gangsters, but men who come to this camp for fun.
These people may not be good people, but killing at will is obviously not appropriate.
The main reason is that in these two large workshops, there are men like No. 60 and 70 who come to have fun.
If they were all killed, plus the dead gangsters, the death toll would be hundreds. Maybe the French government would regard this as an empty cloth attack.
Therefore, Luke just bypassed these people and walked to the big work shed on the side.
The moment he entered the door, the m1911 in his hand fired again, shooting three times in a row, and three holes appeared in the wooden board at the door.
Then there was a strong smell of blood, and a man fell to the ground, not far away was a pistol.
This is the only thug still standing guard here.
Of course, he didn't do his duty faithfully, but was afraid and wanted to hide here to escape.
It's a pity that the damned person won't live tonight.
The sudden gunshot startled a large group of girls in the room, and they began to scream like hell.
Luke didn't say a word, took out his counterfeit mobile phone, and quickly typed a long paragraph on it.
The girls screamed for a moment, looking at the man who seemed to be nothing more than a black shadow covered in clothing.
He just stood there quietly without any sound, and they couldn't help but shut up.
At this moment, many girls have already thought of one thing: the guards here are bad guys, they are part of the human traffickers who brought them here. The person who killed the bad guy, then... maybe the good guy
Even if they are not good people, since the guard is dead, they may escape.
At this time, Luke finished typing and activated the play button, and an electronic male voice that sounded like a site announcement sounded in the shed: "Now, whoever's family is richer and powerful, come out and call your family members , Let them mobilize all forces to expose the things here."
No one made a sound or moved the girl in the room.
The electronic voice continued: "You have to act fast. If the gangsters who came to reinforce you take control again, they won't let you have a chance to tell what happened here, so your time is running out."
While the voice was playing, he opened the doors of the girls' rooms with the keys he found from the guards: "Don't think about running away alone. If everyone gathers their strength, the Paris police can rush to rescue them. But, Once someone escapes alone, it is an individual case that does not need to be taken seriously. You are already missing persons, and no one will know if you disappear again."
Having said that, he has opened all the doors and turned away: "Good luck, girls!"
A moment later, he disappeared through the door.
The girls in the room looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly several girls rushed out quickly and rushed to the door of the cage. At several open doors, a mobile phone was thrown down, which was found by Luke from the thugs.
Walking out of the shed, listening to the girls inside anxiously snatching their mobile phones and making frantic calls, Luke was actually not nervous at all.
All the guards here were killed by him, and it would take at least twenty or thirty minutes for the reinforcements of this human trafficker gang to come.
Besides, he came to Paris, isn't it just for experience points! Another batch is even better.
Amanda, a lucky girl, is also here. She is very lucky that she has not been sent to the big shed next to her.
As for the girls in the big shed next door...
Luke sighed silently.