The remaining two thugs were so frightened that they hid behind cover and did not dare to make their heads.

Ignoring the two men, he wandered out without stopping.

In a corner, he jerked out the two pistols he had emptied.

The two thugs, who rushed to the vicinity and were hunched over in suspicion, each hit their heads hard, and threw themselves to the ground in a dog-like manner, unable to get up again.

Luke stepped forward, took the guns from the hands of the two, and one of them made up for a heavy kick in the back of the head, and turned around to raise the gun.

Smack!

A guy who was probing his brain farther away was shot in the head, and one of the people next to him immediately hid behind the car next to him.

Luke ignored the man and moved sideways again, finding the three men who had rushed over from the other side.

The three were the latest to come and didn't quite understand the situation.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The three who were too close were knocked down in an instant, and both of them struggled so weakly that they could move, only one of them was hit in the arm, where they wailed bitterly.

Luke coldly pulled the trigger.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Luke indifferently let go, letting the empty gun in his left hand fall, and quietly returned to the back of the man who had been spared for the time being.

The guy was already so frightened that he hid in a corner and made a phone call there.

Luke listened to a few words and sneered.

Syllable!

The idiot who was still thinking about calling for help during the battle was directly hit in the head, the phone in his hand slipped into the muddy water, and a series of urgent questions came from the microphone.

Luke crouched down, took the pistol from the man's hand, sneered at the phone that was still making a sound, and stepped on it, smashing it to pieces.

Returning to the board room not far away, hidden among the old machinery, he took a deep breath and activated his sense of smell.

He bypassed the front where the two remaining thugs were, locked the position of the three men inside at the back of the side of the house, and slowly raised his pistol.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

There were three screams from inside, but they quickly subsided.

The two remaining thugs in front of the house were frightened by the sudden gunfire and screams from behind, and they each got up and ran wildly.

Luke approached the window, looked at it, and jumped in.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Shoot each of the three slumped guys in the head, and then stand in front of the gate and raise his gun.

Smack! Smack!

The two thugs who fled separately fell down without saying a word, and there was no movement.

Luke closed his eyes and ears and stood quietly in the doorway for a moment before retreating to his office and searching for it quickly.

He put the stacks of banknotes in the drawer into his backpack, then poured most of the half bottle of vodka on the side onto the paper papers in a filing cabinet, snapped the lighter he had just touched, and threw it on.

The blazing flames spread rapidly, quickly turning the room into a large ball of fire.

Luke went out, took the AK and a magazine from a thug outside the door, and quietly retreated into the darkness.

Moments later, two gunshots rang out at the gate, and two terrified gatekeepers who were hiding in the darkness were killed.

Luke then slowly walked to the two large sheds not far from the board house.

There were two thugs here, but they both rushed over to deliver their heads, and now there are no guards here.

Occasionally, a few men escaped, and Luke moved through the shadows on the side, not killing them.

He didn't even need to distinguish the smell of these people carefully to know what they were doing just now.

Disheveled, terrified, and without any weapons, these were not gang thugs, but men who had come to the camp to have fun.

These people may not be good people, but casual killing is clearly not appropriate.

The main thing is that in these two large sheds, there are men like sixty or seventy who come to have fun.

If they were all killed, plus the dead gang thugs, the death toll would be in the hundreds, and it was not clear that the French government would treat this as an empty cloth attack.

Therefore, Luke just bypassed the men and walked to the big shed on the side.

The moment he entered the door, the M1911 in his hand opened fire again, snapping a triple shot, and three holes appeared in the wooden plank at the door.

Then a thick smell of blood came, and a man fell to the ground, and not far away was a pistol.

This is the only thug who is still guarding here.

Of course, he was not faithful to his duty, but he was afraid and wanted to hide here and escape.

It's a pity, damn it, you won't be alive tonight.

The sudden gunfire startled a large group of girls in the room, and they began to scream desperately.

Luke didn't say a word, pulled out his fake phone, and quickly typed a large paragraph on it.

The girls screamed for a moment, looking at the man who seemed to be nothing more than a dark shadow shrouded in clothing.

He stood there silently, without making a sound, and they couldn't help but stop talking.

At this moment, many girls have already thought of one thing: the guards here are bad people, and they are part of the traffickers who have captured them here. The one who killed the bad guys, that ...... Good guys, perhaps?

Even if they weren't good people, now that the guards were dead, they might be able to escape.

Luke finished typing at this time, activated the play button, and an electronic male voice like a site broadcast sounded in the big studio: "Now, whoever has more money and power in the family, come out and call, call your family, and let them mobilize all their forces to expose the things here." ”

No one in the room said a word, and no one moved.

The electronic voice continued: "You have to be fast. If the bandits who have arrived for reinforcements are controlled again, they won't give you a chance to tell you about it, so you're running out of time. ”

As the voice played, he used the key he had found from the guards to open the girls' doors: "Don't try to run away alone. Everyone's forces can be concentrated and the Paris police can rush to the rescue. However, once the person who escapes alone, it is an individual case that does not need to be taken seriously. You're already missing, and no one will know about your disappearance. ”

With that, he had opened all the doors and turned away: "Good luck, girls! ”

Moments later, he disappeared in the doorway.

The girls in the room looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly several girls rushed out and ran to the door of the cage, and several open doorways were thrown down a mobile phone, which Luke had searched from the thugs.

Walking out of the shed, listening to the girls inside anxiously snatching their phones and making frantic calls, Luke was not nervous at all.

The guards here were all killed by him, and it would take at least twenty or thirty minutes for reinforcements from this trafficker gang to come.

Besides, he came to Paris just for experience points! Another batch is better.

Amanda, the lucky girl, is also here, and she hasn't been sent to the big shed on the side yet, which is a great luck.

As for the girls in the big shed next door......

Luke sighed silently.