Super Detective in the Fictional World

This injury allowed Bobby to still struggle to escape, while they roamed the distance, like a jackal in the African wilderness, waiting for the prey to escape in horror, draining the last drop of blood, and then pounding it hard to bite.

The jackals, however, are merely for survival and food, but they are purely for enjoyment and killing, and they are infinitely inferior to the jackals.

Luke had a dozen steering wheels and approached a car from the side.

The guy in the other bucket held the bow and arrow and shouted with dissatisfaction: "Hey, you need to ask our permission to participate first, George... Well, where's George? ”

Luke just drove right up to this slow moving car and lifted his right hand.

Pfft!

He looked at his driver with surprise.

As soon as he stepped on the brake, he bent over and bowed his head, the man on the bucket was also exposed to his range.

Pfft!

Blast your head again.

Two gunshots went off, and the walkie-talkie in the opposite car rang: "Hey, which one of you shot? Didn't we say hunting wasn't allowed with guns? ”

Luke, step on the throttle, and the off-road pickup leans quickly against the other car.

Bang, bang!

Luke's Land Cruiser quickly drove to Bobby, who was still struggling to escape, and opened the door and got off, grabbing the little guy: "Hey, look carefully, it's me. ”

Bobby looked at Luke's face and stuck around and said, "You, you're one of them? ”

Luke: Hey, hey! You have a very clear brain circuit.

"Are you blind?" he whispered with a dark face. I just fucking killed four of them and saved you. ”

Bobby was stunned, looking at the two cars not far away, and he didn't move.

Luke looked black-faced and quickly examined Bobby's injuries, lifted him up and got to the back seat of a truck: “Lie down. I'll take you to a doctor after I kill these killers for fun. Someone come and try to keep your mouth shut and just pretend to die in the car. ”

He wanted to close the door.

Bobby suddenly said, "Please, save my parents and my sister. ”

Luke waved: “Of course you can save me, otherwise why would I save you?” He shut the door and ignored the little boy who wanted to keep nagging.

There's no way he's gonna be able to hang around here, and Selena's still squatting alone in a tree hole.

Get rid of these guys so he can go back and pick up Selena. He's not comfortable putting her there.

As he drove forward again, he heard a noise coming from another direction, a dozen steering wheels and turned around.

At a distance, Luke laughed in his heart.

The owner, Gus, was right here, leaning on a middle-aged woman with a grin on her face.

This woman, of course, is Bob's wife, Bobby's mother, Ethel.

Her face was filled with despair and fear, and her mouth shouted with prayers and tears, but her hands were pulled by several people, controlling her movement.

Luke stopped the car far away, and he didn't want his car to shock this bunch of entertaining scum.

He approached this group of people quickly from the woods, and when he finally showed up next to these men, nobody even cared.

Their attention is all on the struggling Ethel, where to look around.

This is their playground, and there can't be a problem.

In addition to Gus, Luke was familiar with the voices of several other people, who seemed to be moving them to the hotel.

Thinking about what these people talked about earlier, Luke probably understood that these people were supposed to be the ones responsible for hitting the real entertainers.

Targeting, moving, guarding transportation, and even eventually collecting corpses could all be done by these people.

Looking at the looks and behavior of these people, obviously they are not rich people, saying that they are working children is very similar.

They have a lot of people, three cars and seven people.

But they're not as dangerous as the two cars that just chased Bobby.

The two cars were still separated, and the people on the bucket still had bows and crossbows. Most of these people took off their overalls and pants, empty-handed and had only one animal waiting to be released.

Neither of Luke's fists used a boxing gesture to strike these guys in the back of the head with a blow to the ground mouse.

When men do something, they concentrate, so they react slowly to the outside world.

These guys are just like that.

Within two seconds, they fell to the ground with a grin on their faces.

Luke stamped both of these men's feet forward, guaranteeing a powdered fracture in the palm of his foot, which kicked open the coma owner Gus.

This leg is hateful and makes the lumbar spine of the owner sound crisp.

Ethel was still crying, and Luke grabbed someone on the side and covered her with a shirt off: "Okay, Ethel, it's Luke. ”

Before Ethel stopped, he pulled me up and stuck me in a car: "Ethel, I don't have time to waste with you. You're here yourself, get dressed, find weapons, hide in the car, and don't say a word. I'll get your husband and daughter. ”

Then he left.

Ethel was in a terrible situation, but her body was not seriously traumatized, much better than her son Bobby's.

Luke didn't have the patience to say anything more to her. Just a word of warning.

But all the way here, Luke packed 25 people, 11 cars.

Not too many people and cars left, but that tall game host, he hasn't noticed.

Until he pulled the car around where it started and found Bob covered in wounds, falling into the woods a few hundred meters away, his face full of despair.

Apparently, he was the first to be killed.

But... where are the other game players?

Luke's side ears stopped and he didn't hear anything.

It was unusual for him to clean up 25 people across the lake and on the side, but the host of the rest was not alert.

Luke frowned and quickly followed a path with hidden signs of a vehicle driving by.

Less than two minutes later, he came to a small clearing in the woods and his eyes narrowed: What's going on?

Four cars parked here, but there was chaos in the open space, and 10 obviously gamers jumped all over the place.

Luke stopped and got out of the car, lifted the gun in his hand and quickly leaned over.

He walked on the scene again, making sure that all 10 of them were dead and that they were unbearable.

Some people have their bellies cut open, some have their heads dented like falling fruits, and others, like jujitsu players, have their bodies bent into strange curves.

Instead, the game host stood against a tree and approached it and found that his chest had been penetrated by a broken branch on the tree and hung on the trunk.

Meanwhile, Luke smelled a strange smell in his nose.