Luke had this idea because the man was obviously not too strong, but he was very good at hiding.

At the same time, this person also has a pistol on him, which is still in the holster, but he has been using an extremely high-end professional camera to follow Wade who is fighting in the field.

Luke doesn't have a keen sense of smell, and drones alone may not be able to find this person.

The thought was only a matter of moments.

Luke almost immediately forgot about the unfortunate bastard, unaware that as the man disappeared into the world, the surveillance footage in front of someone in Manhattan disappeared.

He didn't know that someone had already made up his mind to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Even if he knew, Luke would only laugh out loud.

If he lacks something, someone will spend money to buy "monsters", and even take the initiative to attract monsters to kill him, and he really doesn't mind having more of these "well-wishers".

After all, he doesn't have much to do, and the vest is the most.

Taking off his vest, Luke is still the diligent, dedicated, law-abiding little police detective.

Whoever wants to go to war with V, then just wait.

The choice of war is up to the other side, but it is Luke's decision on when and where to go to war.

This kind of treatment of farming monsters at a designated time and place, he really likes it.

But now, Luke, who knew nothing about it, was engrossed in it, and went about his work without saying a word, with the attitude of an old farmer cutting wheat.

The full name of Mud Pool Park is the Mud Pool State Park Preserve, and the vegetation here is more similar to the wilderness.

After all, Staten Island is the least populated of New York's five boroughs.

Its southwest corner is even less populated, and there are no high-rise buildings in this large area, and the bungalows are just small shops serving tourists in the reserve.

At night, there is only a night watchman at a certain entrance far away, and this nightwatchman has already been driven back to the city by Luke on the phone.

If you choose this place on the battlefield, you can completely avoid harming the innocent.

And in the absence of onlookers, naturally no one will call the police, and the battle here will eventually end with the complete disappearance of one side.

The people of normal society will not know that this war is happening, and this is what Luke wants most.

Let the dark things be silent forever in the darkness.

This time, Luke took the outside-in approach to cleanup.

He took out the Lookout before he began to clear out some of the mid-range shooters that were pulling in the rear.

Compared to the lookouts who fall in the big rear, these mid-range shooters are a lot more troublesome.

They were closer to the battlefield, and many of them could observe each other's position.

Of course, no one is stupid enough to expose their body in the open.

These shooters hide themselves in dark corners, waiting for the opportunity to deliver the fatal blow.

Luke's first sighting was the shooter hiding in a large tree.

The shooter, dressed in camouflage, hides in a dense clump of foliage and branches, and any movement is small and slow.

Even if ordinary people stare there for a long time, they may not be able to spot him.

This is a hunter with excellent patience, and he has not fired a shot from the beginning until now.

Unfortunately, there was a hunter tonight who was not as patient as he was.

As he silently waited for his chance to strike, a cloak with a special texture gently slipped off the top of his head.

Its movements were so gentle and natural, like a cold wind that normally blows, avoiding the shooter's frontal vision and enveloping him for the most part.

If the shooter could see himself from a third-person perspective in the game, he would find himself disappearing from the top to the bottom.

Boom!

After an extremely low muffled sound, the shooter's remaining barrel and scope were dragged into the void.

Luke didn't tuck the man into storage until he had completely dragged him under the optical camouflage cloak.

He didn't mean any joy or excitement, he just glanced at the experience points, made sure he didn't kill the wrong person, and touched on to the next target again.

A killer fired two shots from afar, let out a low curse, and quickly shifted around the waist.

The smiling man is still far away, he is not worried about the other party's counterattack, but he is not very at ease with his peers.

Your life is your own, and you must be vigilant.

Thinking so, he squeezed sideways through a gap in the bushes, and barely moved into the bushes, only the muzzle of the gun peeked out of a gap in the bushes, and continued to look for opportunities.

And just as he entered the bushes, the position of the bushes behind him also opened silently, and a faint transparent shadow slipped in.

Boom!

The killer's eyes went dark, he died on the spot, his body was also obscured by the optical camouflage cloak, and then entered the storage space, with the previous killers as his companions.

"There is a killer who has left the battlefield and is evacuating. You've killed his partner before, causing him to be alerted. Selena's reminder came.

"Got it," Luke replied, heading in the direction of the fleeing killer.

With the appearance of the first runaway killer, four or five killers began to evacuate one after another.

It's one thing to be fiercely competitive, but Wade's ferocious counterattack has also made these killers reluctant to retreat.

If you want to get a bounty from dozens of competitors, the chance is very small, but if you are not careful, you will be killed.

And the first group of people who chose to break away, Wangfeng's partners were all killed by Luke.

Without a response from their teammates, their sense of crisis immediately increased.

In the killer industry, sensitivity and suspicion are inevitable.

Killers with partners are more likely to fall into this mood.

Luke watched the field, where Wade was chased by a large number of killers and had begun to flee to another park next door.

He knew this guy wasn't going to die.

The headset occasionally connected to the microphone over there, and as soon as he heard this guy scolding and spitting fragrant mouth, he knew that this guy was far from the point of exhaustion, otherwise he would have lost the strength to beep blindly.

Luke retreated from between the outer and middle circles and stood behind a large tree next to a path.

A few seconds later, a figure emerged from the bushes on the side of the road, ready to step onto the path.

Burst!

A very faint gunshot rang out, and the first killer to run away was shot in the head and immediately fell to the ground.

Luke walked over his corpse, his cloak over it, and the corpse vanished.

He didn't stop, he took advantage of the momentum and tapped his toes, and quickly went up to the middle of a big tree on the side of the road, and the M110 precision rifle appeared in his hand again, and the muzzle of the gun pointed to the range that had already been locked.

It only took two seconds to adjust, and he gently pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang Bang!

The muzzle flame with the silencer almost disappeared, and the sound was reduced considerably.

By the time the killer looked at the location, Luke had already left the tree.

In the distance, on the driver's door of a car, a killer lay limply in the open door, two bullet holes had appeared in his chest, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

He struggled, holding the wound with one hand and trying to pull himself into the car with the other.

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But the effort lasted less than ten seconds before it came to an end.

The rapid hemorrhage left him completely unconscious, and he could only collapse there, quietly waiting for death to come.