The remaining two thugs hid behind cover and didn't dare stick their heads out.
Ignoring the two of them, he continued to swim away without stopping.
In a corner, he tossed out the two empty pistols in his hands.
Two thugs who had rushed to the vicinity and were advancing with their backs bent in suspicion were hit hard in the head. They fell to the ground with their faces on the ground, unable to get up again.
Luke walked forward and took their guns. He kicked one of them in the back of the head before he turned around and raised his gun. Pa!
Pa!
Another guy who had been peeking his head out was shot in the head. The other guy was so scared that he immediately hid behind a car.
Ignoring the man, Luke moved to the side again and found three people who were coming from the other side.
They were the last to arrive, and didn't know what was going on.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The three people who were too close were instantly shot down. Two of them struggled weakly, and the last one was hit in the arm. He was wailing miserably.
Luke coldly pulled the trigger.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Luke indifferently let go of the empty gun in his left hand and quietly returned to the person he had let go of for the time being.
The guy was so scared that he was hiding in a corner and making a phone call.
Luke listened with a sneer on his face.
Pa!
The idiot who had been trying to call for help in the middle of a fight was shot in the head. The phone in his hand fell into the muddy water, and a series of urgent questions came from the other end.
Luke crouched down and grabbed the man's gun. He sneered at the phone that was still making noises, before he stomped on it and crushed it to pieces.
He returned to the makeshift house and hid among the old machinery. Taking a deep breath, he activated Sharp Nose.
He circled around the two remaining thugs and locked onto the three people inside the house. He slowly raised his gun. Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Three screams came from inside, but they soon died down.
The two remaining thugs in front of the house were scared out of their wits by the sudden gunshots and screams. They got up and ran for their lives.
Luke approached the window and looked around before he jumped in.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
He shot the three thugs in the head before he stood in front of the door and raised his gun. Pa!
Pa pa! Pa pa!
The two thugs who had tried to escape in different directions fell to the ground without a sound and stopped moving.
Closing his eyes and listening carefully, Luke stood at the door for a moment before he returned to his office and quickly searched.
He first put all the stacks of cash in the drawer into his backpack, then poured half a bottle of vodka onto a file cabinet, lit the lighter he had just found, and threw it on top of the file cabinet.
The raging flames quickly spread and soon turned the room into a huge fireball.
Luke left the room and casually took an AK and a clip from one of the thugs outside before he quietly retreated into the darkness.
A moment later, two gunshots rang out from outside the door. The two terrified guards hiding in the dark were also killed.
Luke then slowly walked to the two sheds not far away from the makeshift house.
There were two thugs here before, but they had rushed over just now to deliver their heads. Now, there were no more guards here.
Occasionally, a few men ran out, but Luke moved forward in the shadows and didn't kill them.
He didn't even need to identify their scents to know what they had been doing just now.
Their clothes were untidy, they looked terrified, and they didn't have any weapons. They weren't thugs, but men who had come to this camp for fun.
They might not be good people, but it wasn't appropriate for them to kill randomly.
The main thing was that in these two large sheds, there were sixty to seventy of these men who came to seek pleasure.
If they were all killed, including the thugs who had died, there would be more than a hundred dead, and the French government might treat this as a terrorist attack.
So, Luke simply walked around them and went to the shed on the side.
The moment he entered, he fired again with his 1911. After three shots, three holes appeared in the wooden board at the entrance.
Then, he smelled blood, and a man fell to the ground with a pistol not far away.
He was the only thug still standing guard here.
Of course, he wasn't doing his job out of loyalty, but because he was scared and wanted to hide here to escape.
Unfortunately, those who deserved to die wouldn't survive the night.
The sudden gunshot startled a bunch of girls in the room, and they all started screaming.
Luke didn't say anything. He took out his fake phone and quickly typed a long paragraph.
The girls screamed for a moment as they looked at the man who was covered in clothes and seemed to be nothing more than a shadow.
He just stood there quietly and didn't make a sound. They couldn't help but shut their mouths.
At that moment, many of the girls already thought of one thing: the guards here were bad guys, and one of the human traffickers who had brought them here. Maybe the person who killed the bad guys was a good guy?
Even if he wasn't, since the guard was dead, it was still possible for them to escape.
Luke finished typing and pressed the play button. An electronic male voice rang out in the shed. "Now, if you're from a rich or powerful family, come out and call your family. Tell them to do everything they can to expose what happened here."
None of the girls in the room said anything, nor did they move.
The electronic voice continued, "You have to be quick. If reinforcements arrive again, they won't give you a chance to talk about what happened here. So, you don't have much time left. "
As the voice played, he opened the doors of the girls' cells with the keys he had found on the guard. "Don't even think about running away on your own. If we all work together, the Paris police can come and save you. However, if anyone escapes alone, it's an individual case that doesn't need to be taken seriously. You're already missing. Nobody will know if you disappear again. "
At this point, he had already opened all the doors and turned to leave. "Good luck, girls!"
A moment later, he disappeared from the door.
The girls in the room looked at each other in bewilderment for a moment. Suddenly, several girls dashed out of the cell and ran to the door of the cell. Several of the cell doors were open, and Luke dropped a phone that he had looted from the thugs in the cell.
Luke wasn't nervous at all when he walked out of the shed and listened to the girls snatching the phones and making calls frantically.
He had killed all the guards here, and it would take at least twenty to thirty minutes for reinforcements to arrive.
Besides, hadn't he come to Paris for experience and credit points? Another batch would be even better.
Amanda, the lucky girl, was also here. She was lucky that she hadn't been sent to the shed on the side yet.
As for the girls in the shed next door …
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