Bang!
The killer smashed into the ground like a cannonball. He was struggling to get up, but his head was stepped back to the ground again.
The killer could no longer hide, and the fighting spirit burst out from his body.
Boom!
But it was too late. Locke stepped on the killer's head again. The fighting spirit that had just condensed in the killer's body was instantly crushed by Locke's kick.
Bang!
Locke kept stepping on him.
Half a minute later, the killer's face was stained with blood and blurred. Locke pulled the killer up and smashed him against the wall in front of him.
The killer collapsed on the wall like a pool of mud, dying.
The killer's eyes were bloodstained. He stared at Locke without saying a word.
Locke's hand exerted a little force. With a click, the killer's body trembled violently and his vitality disappeared quickly.
"Walter..."
Locke's face darkened slightly, with a murderous look in his eyes.