Luke crouched down and dodged the attack, before he smashed the man's ankle with his rod.
There was a crack, and the tall man's movements suddenly became awkward.
Luke turned around again and smashed the other end of the rod into the other man's knee, which also made a crisp crack.
Luke gathered strength and slashed down again, hitting the right wrist of the tall man who had just turned around.
A black shadow flew out in a circle. It was the tall man's weapon.
The tall man still didn't say anything. He continued to move, trying to charge at Luke, but with his legs injured, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Luke shook his head helplessly. "It seems that you're not smart."
As he spoke, he reached behind his waist and took out several rope darts.
After the burly figure stood up again, he raised his hand and threw a series of rope darts at him. The alloy steel rope wrapped the burly figure tightly from head to toe.
Luke then activated the mechanism of the rope darts, which automatically fell off after the steel ropes were knotted.
He went over and put away the dart head. Holding the alloy rod, he flipped the guy who had fallen face up.
Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the burly figure in front of them.
He was wearing a shabby yellowish-green overcoat, which was mottled and old, as if it had been soaked in water.
On his face was a weird hockey mask.
There were small triangular red marks on the forehead and cheeks of the mask. The mask was covered in neat vertical and horizontal holes, and a belt covered the bald head.
Luke checked the system.
System: You have defeated Jason Voorhees and have received a list of his abilities.
Jason Voorhees' abilities: Super Strength (unlearnable), Super Senses (unlearnable), High-Speed Regeneration (unlearnable), Resurrection (unlearnable).
Luke was stunned.
This was the first time! The system had given him an explanation that he couldn't learn them.
None of this Jason Voorhees' abilities were gray (unlearnable), but black (unlearnable).
Luke was surprised by the result, but he wasn't too surprised.
This Jason Voorhees didn't look like a human at all.
A guy with no heartbeat or breathing, and his whole body reeking of the stench of rotting corpses, it was more appropriate to call him a zombie.
If he learned this guy's ability, it was hard to say whether Luke would end up stinking or bald.
Luke walked forward and picked up Jason's weapon that had fallen on the ground.
It was a machete with a handle that was more than sixty centimeters long. It was rusty but very thick.
What surprised Luke was that this seemingly old machete didn't even have a dent in it after clashing with his alloy rod several times.
Weighing the hilt with his fingers, he estimated the weight of the knife to be around 1.5 kilograms, which was one or two times heavier than an ordinary machete.
He threw the knife away and used the alloy stick to poke at the bottom of Jason's strange hockey mask.
The mask was knocked far away by the stick and fell into the forest.
Luke lowered his head and subconsciously frowned.
This Jason Voorhees's prestige is really scary!
His face was distorted and bloated, looking like a pale corpse that had been soaked in water.
No wonder the guy reeked of corpses.
Thinking for a moment, he took out a climbing rope from his inventory, tied the guy up, and dragged him to the pickup truck not far away. He hung him on the trailer hook at the back of the truck.
Then he got in the car, started it up, and drove to Eden Lake Campground.
At the campground, he entered Stephen's cabin, found the landline, and called Dustin.
After a while, Luke hung up and chuckled as he looked at Jason, who was still struggling outside the window. "Let's see if the FBI's 17th Division can take over."
Saying that, he searched the motel's tool room for a moment, and pulled out a bundle of steel cables that were as thick as a thumb.
Chuckling, Luke tied up the struggling Jason like a dumpling with the steel cables, before he removed the alloy wires from Jason's body.
The alloy wires were his special products. Not only were they expensive, they were also exclusive to him, and couldn't be sold casually.
He also installed surveillance cameras in front of the cabin to keep an eye on Jason.
After he was done, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, Jason. Now, you're truly a dumpling. It's a pity that you don't have any colored hair. "
After that, he set off again and went around the lake to the other side. After climbing over a small hill, Luke saw the small villa in the woods.
It was the villa where Lucas, Patton, and the naughty kids had gathered earlier.
It was behind a hill on the other side of the lake from Stephen's hotel, and could only be reached via a small path.
The distance between the villa and the hotel was about one kilometer.
Luke stepped into the villa, which was still open. It was still the same tragic and chaotic scene inside.
He didn't approach the corpses, and simply observed a head on the ground with the help of the light.
Narrowing his eyes, he examined the head for a moment before he took out his fake phone and found a picture of a man in prison clothes. He compared it with the face of the head on the porch, before he heaved a sigh of relief. "It really is you."
The middle-aged man who had been tied up and interrogated by the naughty kids, and who had been beheaded by Jason Voorhees, was actually Wade Davis, the real estate magnate from Texas.
Mark Owen, a Texas ranger, had been killed while escorting this magnate, and Wade Davis had disappeared without a trace.
Lucas Barton, the second-class deputy law enforcement officer, was the biggest suspect in the police murder case.
As it turned out, Wade Davis had been hiding here.
No wonder Lucabaddon had rushed over when he heard Luke's name. No wonder Lucabaddon had wanted to strike first and gain the upper hand. He had wanted to get rid of Luke at the hotel.
It was probably because this level 2 deputy sheriff had a guilty conscience and thought that Luke had tracked down Wade Davis, so he had hurried over to check on the situation and kill Luke in passing.
The cause of everything was the murder of the police officer.
After confirming Wade Davis's identity, Luke's suspicions were finally resolved.
Suddenly, a weak voice rang out. "Help … help me."
Luke turned his head and saw that it was one of the naughty kids who had been shot earlier.
There was a long and twisted trail of blood behind him. He had clearly struggled to get close to the door, before he couldn't move anymore.
At that moment, there was a pleading look in his eyes as he looked at Luke.
Luke crouched down, took out a syringe, and gave the guy a shot.
It was a painkiller.
He then asked, "How did you find this place?"
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