Chapter 1190

Chapter 1190 Soon, the flames behind them blazed in. The heat of the fire hit them on the back. The trees sputtered and burned. The trees around them were on fire. The two were surrounded by flames. Their cheeks were burning hot. They could not move forward or backward. Sherman felt desperate. Luke glanced around with his sharp eyes, and suddenly, his eyes sparkled. He cried, joy and excitement in his voice, his voice pitched, "Go sweep away those leaves." Sherman didn't ask any questions. She did as he said. She quickly swept away the dead yellow leaves. In front of her was a hole. It was narrow, and she couldn't see the bottom of it. "Jump!" A hint of command was in Luke's tone, "Jump in the cave!" Sherman walked over. Her shoes had already caught fire. She gritted her teeth and held on. She put her hands on Luke's back and pushed him down into the cave. Then, she closed her eyes and jumped into the cave, too. Sherman fell heavily to the ground. Severe pain spread throughout her whole body. She passed out. Luke took off his jacket and covered it over Sherman's body. The cave was about five or six meters high. They cowered in the corner. They were safe for now. Luke leaned against the wall of the cave. He was silent. Sherman was right that Luke was in deep remorse. The way Zora died was too horrific. He could never forget that. As time went on, it became a nightmare. And it drove Luke into the depth of sufferings. On the open ground… Luke looked at the man standing in front of him. Kingsley's face was dark and covered with thick ashes. Luke sat there still, as he could not stand. Standing upright, Kingsley clenched his fists with a clacking sound. He had always been mild and nonchalant. He only ever got enraged when he was young. After the age of thirty, he had never gotten furious. Kingsley strode forward, raised his fist, and swung it right into Luke's face. Luke fell to the ground. Immediately, the corner of Luke's mouth was split. Blood flowed and slid through the corner of his lip. Kingsley had learnt taekwondo before. His strength and punch were firece. "You damn bastard! You should go to hell!" He lifted his foot and stomped on Luke's chest. Kingsley exploded with rage. Lee, who was standing on the side, was stunned. He had never seen Kingsley so furious. At that moment, Kingsley seemed like when he was twenty years old, brutal and vicious. "I'll send you to hell today!" In no time, Kingsley raised his fist again and struck Luke with another punch. Luke was unable to dodge it at all. Gloom and rage were in Kingsley's eyes. It was terrifying. Luke's body crumpled on the ground. Kingsley's punches were fast, fierce, and accurate. Lee didn't dare to stop him. He shuddered, trembled, and stood there still. He didn't dare say a word. Luke didn't fight back. He couldn't fight back. He took Kingsley's punches. Blood was tricking down the corners of his mouth.