Chapter 1 Time Flies in Silence

Time flew by in silence, just a few minutes, and the entire corridor was already covered in raging flames and acrid smoke. Although the flames were still some distance from the private room where Fang Senyan was hiding, the heat was already rampant, surging towards him, and the fire devoured everything around it.

But at this moment, Fang Senyan, who seemed to be weakly leaning against the wall, suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, where there was a large patch of dry, purplish-black blood scabs. A fishy and salty taste immediately spread from the tip of his tongue to the entire surface.

That was the taste of blood!

His originally scattered gaze suddenly turned sharp, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, an expression that should not have appeared on the face of someone forced into a desperate situation. Instead, it was somewhat similar to the gratified smile of a hunter who, after all kinds of hardships, finally sees his prey fall into a trap!

"Your marksmanship is really accurate."

Fang Senyan suddenly raised his voice. Although he was seriously injured, he relied on his strong recovery ability, and after resting at this time, he seemed full of energy. His enunciation was also very clear, and even in the noise of the fire, every word and sentence penetrated out very clearly.

"But I also made a phone call at the beginning."

Quest was truly angered and amused when he heard this. Making a phone call in this Terminator world? Who could he call? Summon that guy who wears his underwear on the outside to uphold justice? And this guy's words were incoherent and rambling. Was he delirious from knowing he was going to die? But then he heard Fang Senyan continue:

"Remember when you first used a grenade to escape? I have twelve points of strength, and it would take at most ten seconds to tear down a door panel to use as a shield, but I delayed for five minutes at that time. The call was made on the upper floor at that time."

At this time, the flames were spreading extremely quickly, and had already burned to the entrance of the private room where Fang Senyan was staying. The foul-smelling smoke was everywhere, truly a fire burning his eyebrows. But at this time, Fang Senyan was still acting as if nothing had happened, and even explained the time of his phone call clearly, as if he was afraid that Quest wouldn't believe him.

Quest didn't reply, but sneered. He felt that he had completely seen through Fang Senyan's intentions—he was deliberately talking nonsense now, trying to distract him, and then suddenly rush out to fight to the death—after all, the current situation was extremely dangerous. If the other party didn't rush out, he would inevitably be burned to death, and rushing out would give him a chance of survival.

At the thought of this, the merciless man smiled contemptuously, holding the M500 revolver and focusing his attention on aiming at the smoky entrance of the passage, with a loaded shotgun placed beside him. With Quest's elusive marksmanship, once Fang Senyan suddenly rushed out, he would be met with a frontal blow. Even if he could侥幸(jiǎoxìng - by luck) rush to Quest's side, this close-range weapon, the shotgun, would be waiting for him. Under such a double attack, even if Fang Senyan didn't die, he would definitely be half-crippled!

But Fang Senyan didn't show any intention of rushing out at all.

With blood all over his face, he leaned against the wall, with a three-point cynical, three-point worldly expression on his face, and smiled as he said a sentence. This sentence was like the forceful pull of a fisherman raising his net, instantly weaving the previously scattered threads into a dragnet!

"My call was to the Los Angeles Police Department."

Quest was originally focused on aiming at the only exit, preventing Fang Senyan from escaping, but when he heard the words "Los Angeles Police Department", his mind was shaken, his muscles tensed, and even a strong urge to urinate surged in his bladder!

At the same time, the M500 he was holding actually misfired with a "bang"! Such a low-level mistake would only happen to a new recruit who had just joined the army, which shows how great an impact Fang Senyan's words had on Quest!

"I saw a very exciting live television broadcast on the street before. A contractee who robbed the city seemed quite powerful, but was shot dead by the Delta Force special anti-terrorism unit with three shots. And the television report didn't mention the whereabouts of the stolen money—even a county-level television station would show off the seized xxxxx gambling money when cracking down on gambling. Would Los Angeles' city television station miss this point? So it's obvious that they didn't find it! If they had found the stolen money, the government would of course take it out and publicize it everywhere as a credit to the police to appease the people!"

"At that time, I was thinking that there might not be only one person robbing the city. Logically speaking, it would be the best choice for one person to rob in the open and another to cover in the dark. Hmph, that unlucky guy is fast enough, but not smart enough. He's taking all the risks, but the person in the dark is getting all the benefits."

At this time, although Fang Senyan was in the fire, with the fire only five or six meters away from him, he was talking eloquently, calmly, as if he were cooling off under the shade of a tree in the summer, with a comfortable breeze blowing on his face. On the contrary, Quest outside was flustered, sweat pouring down his forehead, and he was biting his teeth anxiously like an ant on a hot pot.

"When I first entered this world, I only had ten dollars in startup capital. I tried every means, even using some gray methods, to earn a few thousand dollars. But you can spend tens of thousands of dollars here without changing your expression to pay the bill and compete with me for things! Do you think I'm an easy target? If you're not a contractee, then I don't mind turning this provocation into a robbery—if you are a contractee, the source of the funds is likely to be illegitimate!"

"Of course, your wealth doesn't rule out the possibility that you won the lottery. However, why did the woman who sold the guns call you a cop? She recognized that the thing you were holding in your hand was the police's standard firearm! Your wealth can still be described as luck, but it can't be a coincidence that you picked up several police guns on the street, right? Hmph, a contractee carrying a large sum of money and using police guns to commit crimes—so,

I can be sure that you are also one of the criminals who robbed the city! I actually only hoped that you wouldn't compete with me for that shotgun at first, and that you would back down when you knew it was difficult, but you dared to open fire with an arrest warrant on your back! You can't blame me for being ruthless!"

"And the reason why you dare to kill people肆无忌惮(sìwújìdàn - unscrupulously) in this place is because you have accurately seen the weakness that even if something happens to the gangsters here, they will never call the police." Fang Senyan looked at the flames and tumbling white smoke close at hand, but instead laughed loudly:

"But you never expected that I would fulfill the responsibility of a good citizen, call the police in time, and tell them that there is a heinous criminal here who is robbing and killing people with police guns!"

After Fang Senyan said this, he stood up. He pulled open his pants and urinated on the curtains next to him, then tore off the wet piece of curtain and covered his mouth and nose. Then he lowered his body and rushed straight out of the fire-enclosed exit!

For ordinary people, this sea of fire can be said to be a chasm, but for Fang Senyan, who is now a contractee, it is only a matter of having some焦痕(jiāohén - scorch marks) and slight burns on his body. With a loud "bang", Fang Senyan forcibly knocked open the two burning doors, flames splashing everywhere. He took advantage of the momentum to roll and hide in the corner of the wall next to him.

This was both to put out the flames on his body and to avoid possible attacks. But when Fang Senyan looked up, he saw that the stairway was empty. Quest, who should have been waiting there to catch a rabbit, was indeed gone.

"It's a little too late to think about leaving now."

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Fang Senyan's lips. If he didn't have enough confidence, how could he have brazenly announced the news that he had already called the police? Assaulting and killing the police has always been the most恶劣(èliè - heinous) case, and will inevitably be included in the first alert sequence. Once there is definite news, the police will inevitably dispatch all their forces.

It has been nearly twenty minutes since he called the police, and he must have thought that the outside was already surrounded by police. And when Fang Senyan called the police, he also sold out Quest's physical characteristics, so it was almost an impossible task for Quest to escape quietly under the police's key search.

Therefore, Quest was forced into a dilemma at this time. He didn't have Fang Senyan's "tenacity" talent to reduce damage. Once he encountered a dense volley of police guns, he would also be seriously injured or even die!

So if he wants to escape, he must kill some of the police to break through the encirclement, but he had already killed several police officers before. If he continues to kill, it will be extremely easy to break through the threshold and trigger related events, attracting that group of terrible Delta Force special anti-terrorism units, and he will also die!

At this time, dense gunshots had already sounded outside, and it seemed that Quest had already exchanged fire with the police. But after a while, the gunshots died down, and it seemed that both sides had fallen into a stalemate. At this time, Fang Senyan was not in a hurry to go out, but first checked and bandaged the wounds on his body to recover his strength.

After some inspection, Fang Senyan realized that the contractee's recovery ability was really amazing. At this time, the wound on his forehead looked terrifying, but it had actually stopped bleeding. He was just a little dizzy, probably because the concussion had not fully recovered. The penetrating wound on his arm had not damaged the bones, and blood scabs had formed on the wound surface. As for those slight burns, they were not worth mentioning. Of course, if he entered a near-death state after serious injury, then this recovery power would also be greatly weakened.

After all of this was done properly, the gunshots outside had stopped, but it was noisy and chaotic. After thinking about it, Fang Senyan didn't wash off the blood on his face, and ran out跌跌撞撞(diēdiēzhuàngzhuàng - staggering) as he was, shouting in panic, "Help." When he saw the police searching with guns outside, he pretended to stagger and fell to the ground, panting heavily, performing the image of a timid citizen who had survived a disaster vividly.

Eh, Little Fang retreated from the enemy with three sentences, hehe, how many people guessed it? Don't forget to vote after reading!