Luke was greatly reassured now that he had a weapon. He continued to take off the man's vest and holster.
The equipment was unattractive, but could be very convenient in battle.
His movements were light but quick.
With the person and the car covering him, nobody else had noticed what happened. Even the car driver was craning his head and looking forward.
A minute later, Luke looted the man of all his equipment. He smiled; the role of hunter and prey had switched.
He jumped off the car and stopped next to the driver.
The driver subconsciously turned around and said, "George, you…"
Luke smashed his fist into the guy's face, flinging him back into his seat.
Without stopping, Luke moved sideways to the second car.
This driver was an even more avid spectator than the first one; he had opened the door and was watching from outside the car.
