After a few steps, the tall man bent down and pulled out the weapon from the officer's neck, before he walked back to Lucas's car.
He swung the weapon in his hand and smashed the glass of the driver's seat, revealing Lucabaddon's face full of despair and fear. "Go to hell, you monster!"
Bang!
The tall and sturdy figure was knocked back and fell.
Lucas seemed to be stunned for a moment, before he laughed wildly. "Haha, you're dead, you monster. Come at me again if you can! Hahahaha! "
He was holding the Remington shotgun in the police car. It was with it that Lucas Patton finally knocked down the burly figure.
Luke narrowed his eyes and watched the scene in silence.
Two seconds later, the tall man on the ground straightened his upper body and got up again. Lucas's laughter abruptly stopped. "Impossible! Why don't you die? Monster, go to hell! "
Bang! Bang!
Two more shotgun shots rang out. This time, the tall man only staggered two steps back before he steadied himself and reached out.
"Ah!" A moment later, in a shrill scream, the burly figure dragged Lucabaddon out of the car.
He had been unable to move because of the branch that had pierced his right shoulder. Now, he was finally free, but his left hand was stuck to the branch in the car.
He let out a blood-curdling screech as he rolled on the ground twice, falling into a prone position. He struggled to crawl on the ground, trying to escape his inevitable fate.
The burly figure remained silent as he raised the weapon in his hand high up.
Swoosh!
Lucas's screams and movements instantly stopped. His body was still crawling, but his head had already flown off.
Thump!
Lucabaddon's headless body fell onto the muddy ground.
Crack! Rumble!
Lightning illuminated the world once more.
In the woods on a rainy night, the tall man slowly turned his head and looked at Luke, who was dozens of meters away.
Luke's lips curled up. He exerted strength in his feet and quickly … slipped away.
The tall man chased after him without any hesitation. A few minutes later, there was a scream.
Luke stood still and observed the tall figure who was striding toward him again.
Not far behind the brawny man was the last fleeing officer, who had been cut into two halves.
Taking a deep breath, Luke raised his hand with a smile and pulled the trigger of the Glock as the brawny man approached him at a steady speed.
Pa pa!
The burly figure shuddered and paused for a moment. After a moment, he shook his head and continued to move forward. His footsteps became hurried.
Luke sweated. "It seems that shooting accuracy is affected in the rain."
His first double attack had been aimed at the eyes of the burly figure, but it had only hit the face.
However, the guy was completely fine after being hit by a car, and he was still able to get back up two seconds later to continue his killing spree. Luke didn't think that the two shots would be enough to kill him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the burly figure quickly approached him and raised the weapon in his hand again.
Luke curled his lip and pushed off with his feet. He quickly retreated and fired his Glock again.
Pa pa!
This time, the distance between the two of them was shortened to within 20 meters. He shot the burly figure's eyes twice.
He could see dark liquid bursting out of the burly figure's eye sockets, but it only slowed him down for a moment before he continued charging at him.
"Huh?" He exclaimed in surprise and quickly retreated. Pa!
Pa! Pa!
Luke fired four more times at the man's eyes.
This time, the burly figure lowered his head slightly. The bullets didn't hit his eyes, but his head shook slightly from the impact, and he slashed at Luke with his weapon.
Luke pushed off with his feet and retreated several meters. He frowned. "He's so tough?"
Pa! Pa! Pa!
Pa! Four bullet holes appeared in the burly figure's chest.
But these four bullets were even weaker, and only made his body tremble.
Luke said helplessly, "Don't tell me that this thing can't be killed!"
After the four shots, he had hit the burly figure's vitals twelve times, but the thing was still alive and kicking.
Pa!
Luke casually fired the last bullet at the burly figure's crotch, but as expected, it didn't have any effect.
The burly man moved faster and faster. At first, he had been walking, but now he was running, and he swung his weapon at Luke again.
Luke suddenly changed directions and reloaded his Glock before he opened fire. Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa! Pa!
After emptying the magazine, another thirteen bullet holes appeared on the burly figure's body.
From his neck to his chest, from his abdomen to his knees, and finally to his ankles, they were all hit by the bullets.
But apart from the impact of the bullets that made the burly figure sway slightly, there were basically no other effects.
Luke sped up and put some distance between them. With a thought, he took out an alloy rod from his inventory.
It was also something that had been used as a barbecue stick at the campsite.
He had planned to use it to make a special gun barrel, but he hadn't had the time to do that yet. Now, he could use it as a long weapon.
Facing the weapon that the burly figure swung at him, Luke abruptly twisted his body and swung the rod at it.
Clang!
There was an ear-piercing sound of metal colliding, and Luke was knocked back several meters in the air. After he landed, he tapped his feet on the ground to stop his body from moving backward.
What strength! He marveled inwardly.
After his Strength reached 40, the actual effect was 4, which meant that his Strength was 160, which was sixteen times the strength of a regular person.
Luke had never met an opponent who was on par with him in terms of strength.
No, the other party was even stronger than him.
Because Luke had swung the rod in a circle, the other party's weapon was far shorter and heavier than the rod, and he was at a disadvantage in terms of strength.
At that moment, the burly figure was also jolted by the tremendous force of the alloy rod. He couldn't help but spin a few times, but he still gripped his weapon tightly.
After he stopped, he tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand what had just happened.
Luke chuckled. "Hey, big blockhead. Again?" As he spoke, he swung the rod down with a hum.
The burly figure subconsciously raised the weapon in his hand.
Clang! Bang!
There was another unpleasant sound of metal colliding, followed by a dull thud.
The burly figure's right hand drooped.
He used one hand to block Luke's two-handed strike, and was instantly at a disadvantage. Not only was his right hand drooping, but Luke's strike still hadn't dissipated, and it smashed into his shoulder.
Luke withdrew his rod and clicked his tongue in amazement. "As expected, he won't die."
His rod had collapsed the burly figure's shoulder. A normal person would have been heavily injured and dying on the spot, but the burly figure had already pulled his legs out of the mud.
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