Jason's Traits

The slaughter continued...

As Jason slowly made his way toward the roadside motel, following the mark.

Half an hour ago, the police and fire department that had been contacted arrived from the town at the highway service area. Seeing the bloody road strewn with wreckage, the legs of the two newly enlisted officers trembled slightly.

"Drop your weapon! Get down on the ground with your hands behind your back!"

The police's routine warning only succeeded in attracting Jason's attention.

Many of the officers living in the area had long since heard of the "Crystal Lake Killer—Jason." Coupled with the horrific scene before them, the moment Jason failed to surrender, every officer pulled the trigger of their handgun without hesitation.

When the bullets fired from the standard police pistols struck Jason's body, they were no different from rubber bullets. The warheads crumpled as if they had hit a metal plate, then scattered onto the ground.

"What...?"

The astonished expression of the officer standing in the front row froze completely. He, along with the roofs of the three police cars nearby, was sent flying.

Five were killed instantly, and the remaining police officers were completely terrified.

The guard captain ordered a retreat, and everyone quickly drove away from the scene. The firefighters left as well. To prevent Jason from catching up, one of them stood atop the fire engine and aimed a high-pressure hose at Jason.

In theory, the force of a high-pressure hose was naturally inferior to handgun bullets.

Yet when Jason faced the rushing stream of water, he stretched out his arm and blocked it with all his strength.

"Run!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the firefighters and half the police officers successfully escaped.

Jason did not pursue the departing vehicles. Instead, he shifted his gaze to a room in