Chapter 1 F**k!

"F**k!" Fang Senyan abruptly changed from a leisurely observer to an ambushed victim, and without the slightest psychological preparation, the psychological gap was naturally enormous. The muscles on his face twitched, and he couldn't help but utter an American curse in the local style. Then, without hesitation, he grabbed the canvas bag next to him and shouted for the car to stop. The driver looked at him strangely and slammed on the brakes, but Fang Senyan didn't even wait for the car to stop before opening the door and rushing out. He directly threw a stack of flying dollars back into the driver's mouth, silencing his doubts.

"The model of the robot that first hunted Sarah Connor was the T-800. Logically speaking, this guy's strength should be the final boss of the Terminator I world." Fang Senyan's brain was already spinning rapidly.

"This time it's a T-750 model, which means that the Terminator attacking this time must be inferior to the T-800 in terms of strength, and according to the Nightmare Imprint's prompt, this T-750 can only exert 80% of its strength."

At this time, Fang Senyan couldn't bother to observe the surrounding environment and began to run desperately towards the nearest two-story villa. At the same time, he conveniently took out the M-500 pistol and inserted it into his waist, then took out the powerful shotgun and stuffed bullets into his pocket. In a fierce battle, even half a second of delay could be a matter of life and death. It was never wrong to make these preparations in the midst of chaos.

Although he carried two powerful firearms, he couldn't achieve Quist's shooting accuracy and could only use them as a supplement to close combat. Therefore, he had to retreat into a residence, choosing a battlefield that was favorable to him and avoiding the Terminator from completely suppressing him once it possessed long-range firepower.

After arriving at the villa door, Fang Senyan lowered his shoulder and pushed hard against the door. With a muffled "crack" sound, cracks appeared all over the door, and then the entire door, along with the hinges, flew inward. Amidst the flying wood chips, Fang Senyan strode in with a shotgun and a grim expression. A black man dressed as a hippie was walking out of the room with a baseball bat, looking aggressive. He had just uttered an American curse in anger when the dark muzzle of the gun proved extremely convincing. The next second, he promptly squatted down next to the wall with his hands on his head.

Fang Senyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, grabbed the guy by the neck, and threw him out of the window, which could be considered saving his life. At this moment, Fang Senyan saw several extremely abrupt, dazzling blue currents appearing in the yard next door. They were as thick as buckets, swirling and twisting in the air like pythons or snakes, looking both terrifying and bizarre. A "squeaking" sound came out, and a gale even swept around it, tearing up the turf from the ground.

"This... should be the Terminator's time-space tunnel!" Fang Senyan's pupils shrank. His first reaction was to pull out the M500 pistol, aim, and then pull the trigger!

With a "bang," a light blue smoke rose. Fang Senyan felt that his marksmanship was as inaccurate as ever, but that was not the point. As the distance between the bullet and the electric current decreased, the bullet's flying speed became slower and slower, as if the flow of time there had been forcibly adjusted to slow down. Even more bizarre was that when the bullet touched a branch of the splashing blue current, it slowly dissolved and evaporated like ice cream, eventually disappearing completely!

"This should be the law of time and space. Inanimate objects cannot be transmitted and will be directly devoured! So even the Terminator must be covered with a layer of artificial flesh on the surface."

At this time, several thick blue currents had merged together, gradually forming a blue light curtain in the air, emitting a dazzling glare that was difficult to look at directly. Fang Senyan saw a pair of sunglasses on the cabinet next to him, so he unceremoniously put them on and immediately saw a hand with thick knuckles struggling to reach out from the gate of time and space, trying to climb out.

Fang Senyan knew that this was an excellent opportunity for a sneak attack, but he was helpless because he didn't have a suitable attack tool. At this time, he couldn't help but miss the owner of the house. If he reappeared in front of him, then Fang Senyan would definitely throw him over as a human bomb to test the waters.

Gradually, the Terminator's head appeared outside the time-space vortex. He had a very ordinary face, but the lines were rough and simple, without any expression at all, giving people the feeling of a plastic model's face standing on the street. On the left side of his neck and shoulder blades, a deep hole the size of a ping-pong ball could be clearly seen. The edge of the hole was irregular, flashing with metallic light, and the flesh on the surface was black, scorched, and emitting a faint blue smoke. You could even vaguely see the twisted and deformed steel skeleton inside and the ejected electric light. This should be the reason why it only retained 80% of its combat power.

When the Terminator's upper body had protruded from the time-space vortex, a dazzling light flashed again. Even though Fang Senyan was wearing sunglasses, he could only close his eyes and turn his head away. When he turned his head back, the T-750 model Terminator was standing proudly in place, staring over with a pair of cold and indifferent eyes. It was a look that disregarded life and all things, filled only with destruction, crazy destruction, even if it meant dragging itself along!

Fang Senyan didn't speak, but silently raised the shotgun in his hand, aiming the dark muzzle at it.

Any language was ineffective at this time. At this moment, facing this cold, terrifying, and powerful steel monster, Fang Senyan deeply felt an indescribable coldness. The Terminator began to lean forward slightly, bending over and running quickly in a somewhat stiff but fast manner. Fang Senyan's fingertip also felt a slight resistance. He didn't hesitate to add more force and pulled the trigger!

With a loud "boom," smoke billowed. In this instant, the bullets in the shotgun's chamber

had been fired. The plastic cartridge shattered instantly, and two or three hundred steel balls scattered in the air into a shower of steel, remotely covering an area. The air was torn apart in an instant, emitting a sharp whistle. The Terminator, who was charging, staggered. His chest seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand, heavily tearing open the surface flesh and revealing the silver-white steel skeleton inside!

Fang Senyan expressionlessly stepped forward, holding the trigger tightly. The huge recoil of the shotgun was completely ignored under his strength suppression. The Terminator staggered and twitched in the face of the whistling rain of steel bullets, but still stubbornly approached. What was terrifying was that the steel balls from the shotgun hit the Terminator's metal skeleton, making a clanging sound, but only created white marks on it, completely unable to cause any damage. Only the surrounding ground and walls had a large amount of splashing blood and flesh, which looked particularly terrifying and bizarre.

The shotgun's magazine only held six bullets. After Fang Senyan emptied the magazine in one breath, he didn't have time to reload. He dropped the shotgun and grabbed the baseball bat next to him. Who knew that after the Terminator T-750 was released from the pressure, its enormous force and weight of over two hundred kilograms directly caused the wooden floor below to collapse, and it suddenly rushed forward with an extremely powerful kick!

Fang Senyan didn't expect the Terminator T-750's explosive power to be so terrifyingly fast, closing a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant! What was even more terrifying was that after being attacked by the shotgun at close range, the Terminator T-750 didn't seem to have suffered any damage. It silently rushed to Fang Senyan's front and swept its right hand horizontally with a whoosh! Faced with such speed, Fang Senyan only had time to tilt his head slightly before being hit squarely!

With a loud "bang," Fang Senyan was actually sent flying off the ground. His whole body rotated two or three times in the air, smashing through the partition door next to him with a crash and flying five or six meters away! He rolled non-stop along the way, not knowing how many things he knocked over. He shook his dizzy head and didn't feel any pain yet, but half of his face was completely numb. He moved his mouth slightly and felt several teeth fall out weakly. Then, the place that was hit changed from numbness to heat, and finally a violent pain radiated in all directions!

"You have been attacked by Terminator T-750, losing 55 (80-25) health points."

"You have entered a shock state. Your attack speed and movement speed are reduced by 25%. This effect lasts for 30 seconds."

If an ordinary person had suffered this fierce blow, then it was believed that he would have been beaten to death with a broken neck. But even though Fang Senyan's health was almost four times stronger than that of an ordinary person and he had a talent ability to protect him, he was still beaten so miserably!

"F**k!"

Fang Senyan rolled over and got up from the ground, his cheeks already swollen high. He panted heavily, looked at the Terminator T-750 approaching step by step, coughed hard, spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and two broken teeth, but was extremely shocked and surprised in his heart. Before coming here, he had a very high estimate of the strength of the real boss Terminator, but he never expected that this T-750, whose strength could only exert 80%, would be so terrifying. He was at a complete disadvantage in front of it, almost without any ability to fight back!

The Terminator was a creature without any emotions. It was a precise machine that would not give the enemy any chance to make mistakes. It would not be happy for a successful hit, nor would it be decadent for its own failure. After a successful hit, this Terminator T-750 continued to walk towards Fang Senyan indifferently and stepped down.

When this foot stepped down, Fang Senyan even heard the terrifying bursting sound of the air being squeezed in his ears!