After walking a few steps, the burly figure bent down, pulled out the weapon stuck in the neck of the county policeman on the ground, and walked towards Luca Button'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 horror: "Go to hell, you monster!"
boom!
The burly figure was knocked backwards and fell down.
Luca Barton seemed to be stunned, and then laughed wildly: "Haha, you are dead, you monster. Come again if you have the ability! Hahahaha!"
He was holding the Remington shotgun in the police car, and it was with it that Luca Button finally knocked down the burly figure.
Luke narrowed his eyes and looked at the field, still watching silently.
Two seconds later, the burly figure lying on the ground straightened his upper body again and got up. Luca Button's laughter stopped abruptly: "Impossible! Why don't you die! Monster, go die!"
boom! boom!
Two more shotgun shots rang out, and this time the burly figure only staggered two steps back before standing still and reaching out.
"Ah!" A moment later, with a scream, the burly figure abruptly dragged Luca Button out of the car.
He, who had been impaled on his right shoulder by a tree branch and was unable to move, was finally free at the cost of his left hand being left on the tree branch in the car.
He screamed and rolled twice, turned into a prostrate posture, struggled and crawled on the ground, trying to escape the inevitable fate.
The burly figure remained silent, raising the weapon in his hand high.
Swish!
Luca Button's screams and movements stopped instantly, his body was still in a crawling posture, but his head had already flown out.
Plop!
Luca Barton's headless body fell on the muddy ground.
Click! Rumble!
A flash of lightning illuminated the world again.
In the forest on a rainy night, the burly figure slowly turned his head and looked at Luke who was tens of meters away.
The corner of Luke's mouth curled up, and he exerted force on his feet, and quickly... slipped away.
The burly figure chased after him without hesitation, and a few minutes later, there was a scream.
Luke stood still, looking at the burly figure who was approaching again not far away.
Not far behind the burly figure is the last escaped county policeman, but it has become two parts.
Luke took a deep breath, looked at the burly figure approaching at a constant speed, raised his hand with a smile, and pulled the trigger of Glock.
Clap!
The burly figure trembled all over, paused on the spot, shook his head after a while and continued to move forward, his steps became hasty.
Luke was ashamed: "It seems that rainy days still have an impact on shooting accuracy."
The first time he double-clicked, he originally aimed at the eyes of the burly figure, but it only hit the face.
However, it's okay for this guy to be hit by a car, and he can get up again two seconds later to kill him. Luke didn't think these two shots could kill him.
As soon as the voice fell, the burly figure quickly approached him, and the weapon in his hand was raised again.
Luke pursed his lips, exerted force on his feet, and retreated quickly, and the Glock in his hand fired again.
Clap!
This time the distance between the two was shortened to within twenty meters, and he shot the burly figure twice more.
He could see two balls of dark liquid bursting out of the burly figure's eye sockets, but they only stopped for a moment and continued to rush forward.
"Hey!" He let out a cry of surprise, and stepped back quickly.
Clap! Clap!
Luke shot four more times, still shooting into the opponent's eyes.
The burly figure lowered his head slightly this time. The bullet did not hit his eyes, but his head shook a few times due to the force of the impact, and the weapon in his hand had already slashed towards him.
Luke exerted force on his feet, retreated a few meters away, and frowned slightly: "So resistant to beating?"
Clap clap!
Four bullet holes appeared in the chest of the burly figure.
But the effects of these four shots were even weaker, only making him tremble twice.
Luke was helpless: "This ghost, it won't be invincible!"
After these four shots were fired, he had already hit the burly figure with a total of twelve shots, and this ghost thing was still alive and kicking.
Snapped!
With the last bullet, he casually collapsed under the crotch of the burly figure. As expected, it had no effect.
The burly figure was getting faster and faster, from striding at the beginning to running, and the weapon in his hand swung towards Luke again.
Luke's body suddenly changed direction, he quickly changed the magazine for Glock in his hand, and then fired wildly.
Clap clap clap clap!
The magazine was emptied in one breath, and there were thirteen more bullet holes on the burly figure's body.
From the neck to the chest, from the lower abdomen to the knee joints, and finally to the ankle joints, they were all baptized by bullets.
However, except for the impact force of the shot, which can make the burly figure shake slightly, there are basically no other effects.
Luke speeded up, opened a distance, and took out a long alloy stick from the storage space with his thoughts moving.
It's also the same thing that made a cameo appearance on a barbecue stick at a campsite.
It was originally planned to be processed into a special barrel, but I haven't had time to get it yet, so I'm going to play a long weapon now.
Facing the weapon swung by the burly figure, Luke suddenly turned around and swung his stick, hitting it hard.
clang!
With a harsh metal impact, Luke was shocked back several meters in the air. After landing, his feet clicked continuously on the ground, stopping his retreating body.
Such a strong force! He was amazed.
After his strength is 40, the effect coefficient is 4, which is the effect of 160 strength, which is sixteen times the strength of ordinary people.
Now Luke has never met an opponent with such equal strength.
No, the strength of the opponent is even stronger than him.
Because Luke used a long stick to swing it round, the length and weight of the opponent's weapon was far inferior to that of a long stick, so it was very difficult to use force.
At this time, the burly figure on the opposite side was also shocked by the huge force on the long alloy stick, and his whole figure turned around several times involuntarily, but he still tightly held the weapon in his hand.
After stopping, he tilted his head in doubt, as if he didn't understand what happened just now.
Luke laughed softly: "Hey, big fool, do it again?" The long stick in his hand slammed down with a whimper.
The burly figure subconsciously raised his hand and raised the weapon in his hand.
clang! Boom!
There was another unpleasant sound of metal colliding, followed by a dull knocking sound.
The right hand of the burly figure hangs down.
He used one hand to block Luke's long stick that was slamming from top to bottom with both hands, and immediately suffered a big loss. His right hand was knocked down, and Luke's long stick hit his shoulder without any strength left.
Luke took back his long stick and said in amazement, "Sure enough, I can't die."
His stick smashed the shoulders of the burly figure, and a normal person would have been seriously injured and dying on the spot, but the burly figure was already pulling out his sunken legs from the mud.
The next moment, the burly figure rushed forward, and swung the weapon in his hand again.