Chapter Ninety-Six Every Time You Kill Someone, You Must Be Calm

When the weapon was in hand, Luke settled down in his heart before continuing to take off the man's tactical vest and holster.

These little things are inconspicuous, but when it comes to real sports, the difference in convenience with and without them is obvious.

His movements were gentle, but quick.

With the cover of the person in front of him and the body of the car, no one looked up at the car body of the farthest car for a while, and even the driver in the driver's seat craned his neck to look ahead.

In one minute, Luke completed the looting of the equipment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: Now, who is the hunter and who is the prey, it's hard to say!

Stay off the body of the car and walk over to look beside the driver in front of you.

The man turned his head subconsciously and said, "George, you..."

Luke's arms were rounded, like a big ear scratching, and he punched him in the face with a backhand, hitting him directly back in the driver's seat.

Without stopping at all, he moved laterally and came to the second car.

This driver is more engaged than the previous one, has opened the door, stood on the pedal and looked in the circle.

The next moment, his neck was strangled by a hand, and the whole person was lifted up, followed by a heavy blow on the back of the head, and he was also tucked into the driver's seat and sat.

In front were two other cars and seven people surrounding them.

Luke leaned over unhurriedly, and the Beretta 92FS in his hand had already been raised. If any of these people turned around and found him, then he could only bloodbath this group of people.

But this time he couldn't kill all the people in one go, he wanted to leave some people as witnesses.

The more witnesses there are, the harder it is to cover up the case.

Of course, he'd only leave behind the little scoundrels who were in charge of the fight, like the innkeeper Gass.

The ones with real high status are the group of people who are waiting for the prey to be delivered in this playground. They will not be the eyeliner in the hotel to catch people.

These people should be richer, have a higher social status, and have more connections. He will not let one of these guys survive.

The relationship that the dead can mobilize is completely different from the living.

As for the revenge of the relatives of these guys? Could it be that if he let these people go, they wouldn't take revenge on him?

Approaching the back of the crowd, Luke put the gun in his hand back into the holster under his arm, and grabbed the heads of the two with both hands.

With a muffled bang, the two fell softly, leaving only the last five.

Luke's movements suddenly accelerated, bursting out with all his strength, his feet moved finely but quickly, and two fists stabbed out like lightning.

Although the effect of the anesthetic still lingers in his body, and his strength response is only half of the usual level, it is still very simple to sneak up on these almost motionless and defenseless people.

Bang bang bang bang!

All five were knocked to the ground in an instant.

Luke glanced quickly at these people, and quickly determined the identities of these people.

The clothes, firearms and equipment were obviously superior to others. He directly punched the back of the head, causing the seven orifices of these people to bleed and die on the spot.

The reason why he didn't use a gun to kill this group of people was to not disturb the gamers over the lake.

Instead of twisting the necks of these people, it is so that when the case is investigated, he will not be questioned as a criminal who is tortured and killed.

After investigating this way, he said that he was afraid that the other party would fight back and his fist would be a little heavier, and no one could fault him.

No one could hold back their fists in the face of more than a dozen kidnappers with guns.

He took the weapons from these people, and left a common model M1911. By the way, he also got the quick-draw holster on the owner's leg and put it on himself, and then put all the common magazines of the two pistols. Into the tactical vest.

The other leg is tied with a scabbard, which holds a very good dog-leg knife.

Looking at the guy whose hands were nailed to the pier,

Looking at him with frightened eyes.

A cold smile appeared on Luke's face: "As a bait, you are qualified. So, you can die.

As he said that, he stepped up with a big foot and kicked the guy's head facing him to 270 degrees, as if looking up at the night sky.

After doing all this, Luke checked on the four cars and found no mobile phone except for the walkie-talkie.

These people are all connected by walkie-talkies, which is troublesome.

Driving away?

He was completely unfamiliar with the terrain here, and if the other side made some traps on the road to destroy the car, it would be even more troublesome to get around and sweep it.

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.

When driving and running, you have to bring Selena, who is still weak from the anesthesia, which is a living target.

A cold light flashed in his eyes: then kill all these guys!

He has already wasted 300 points tonight, and he almost died. He can't swallow this breath.

Well, well, actually buying the ability points is not a waste, but he felt that these guys wasted their points.

With a night vision goggle around his neck, he got into the thickest off-road pickup, started the car, and drove around the lake shore to the opposite side.

There were one or two gunshots faintly heard over there just now, and it was obvious that the Bob family's experience was not very good.

Luke was driving, but a car also came across.

Seeing Luke's car coming, the car slowed down, and the man on the car beckoned, "Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Luke held the steering wheel with his left hand, and took out the M1911 from the quick-draw holster with his right hand.

Release the gas pedal and step on the brakes, the steering wheel is handed over to the right hand, the gun is handed to the left hand, and the left hand is lifted from the open window.

Snapped!

He was almost face to face with the driver of the opposite vehicle, and he didn't even need to double-click.

After a shot blasted the driver's head, the two cars just moved forward a little further. In the surprised eyes of the man on the car, the muzzle in Luke's hand was only slightly raised.

Snapped!

Headshot again.

He released the lightly applied brakes under his feet, stepped on the accelerator again, and picked up the speed of the car.

Behind him, there was only an off-road vehicle that had been parked in place and had no movement.

Putting the gun back in the holster made Luke feel calm.

In a previous life, there was a saying in China that he very much agreed that every time you kill someone, you must be calm.

Murdering is a job that requires concentration and cannot be half-hearted.

Well, the original version is that there is stillness in every major event.

But for the current Luke, killing the group of change players on the opposite side is a big deal.

Driving near the lake, Luke met the first group of people who were addicted to games.

In front of two cars and four gamers is the teenage Bobby.

At this moment, Bobby has several arrows stuck on his body, but none of them are in the vital part.

He screamed and struggled to escape.

This group of gamers is vicious and shoots in places that don't kill quickly, like the arms and abdomen.