Chapter 1 The Rich Harvest

Looking at the left knee of the Terminator T-750, there was a shocking patch of scorched black. Some cables, like stiff dead snakes, were tangled there. Without a doubt, a large-scale short circuit had occurred, rendering most of its functions unusable! To put it bluntly: the Terminator T-750 had become a cripple. Although not severely crippled, it had lost a significant portion of its mobility!

Fang Senyan's meticulous planning had finally yielded fruitful success. This Terminator T-750 was teleported after triggering a regional mission, and its strength was naturally weakened by the time-space vortex. It appeared with only 70% of its full power.

After maneuvering against the Los Angeles police and Delta Force for a long time, its strength inevitably declined again. Its built-in powerful armor, the point-to-point Defender "artificial skin," was completely ineffective against Fang Senyan, who was skilled in close combat. Combining all these factors, the Terminator T-750 was completely suppressed, with almost no power to fight back!

The Terminator T-750 raised its head, its emotionless red electronic eyes looking at Fang Senyan. It still gripped the duffel bag tightly in its left hand. The distance between them was now nearly four meters, and no one could stop the Terminator T-750 from taking up its gun again! Pouring a rain of bullets into the enemy's vital points! No matter how strong Fang Senyan's talent ability was, he could not withstand such a fierce sweep!

Almost instantly, the Terminator T-750 took out two police pistols from the bag. The dark muzzles locked onto Fang Senyan's body, and the bullets seemed to leap into the magazines at a terrifying speed. But the expected gunfire did not sound. In the empty and silent sewer, only the monotonous and harsh "click" "click" of the trigger echoed.

Fang Senyan folded his arms across his chest, his sturdy body casting a long shadow in the dim light. A mocking smile appeared on his face.

"These guns have been in my hands for exactly thirty-seven minutes and eleven seconds. Did you think I wouldn't do anything and just let you use them against me?"

As he spoke, Fang Senyan stretched out his left hand, and the parts of the police pistol clattered to the ground. He looked at the Terminator T-750 with eyes like a predator eager to pounce, full of greed, madness, and a kind of hysterical ferocity.

"Now, you can't escape, and you can't win…! You're dead!"

The Terminator T-750 responded by throwing the broken gun at him. Fang Senyan licked the blood flowing from the wound on his brow, a brutal expression on his face. He roared like a beast in his throat and pounced! The M500 pistol on his waist was still prominently displayed!

"Bang, bang, bang," the sounds kept coming, including the clear sound of metal collisions and the muffled sound of flesh being hit hard. The two intertwined in this dark and putrid sewer, like two desperate beasts tearing and roaring ferociously.

Although the Terminator T-750 was a ranged combat type, it was still a Terminator, a killing machine from the future! Its hard cobalt steel alloy skeleton and powerful energy battery still ensured that it could stir up a bloody storm at any time!

The corners of Fang Senyan's eyes were bruised, and he had lost five or six teeth. Blood inevitably flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he gasped, as if there was a broken bellows in his lungs. The Terminator's steel fingers were already tightly gripping the handle of the M500 pistol on Fang Senyan's waist!

This weapon was not the same as a police pistol! Even an elephant could be killed with one shot from this fierce weapon!

Fang Senyan was also injured and exhausted at this time. If he was hit head-on by this thing, he would probably be in serious trouble. Even at this time, the Terminator T-750 was still calm, cold, and tirelessly seeking the possibility of a comeback in adversity!

The Terminator T-750 already possessed extremely high artificial intelligence. It had been tricked by Fang Senyan using the duffel bag to damage the police pistol, so it would naturally not make the same mistake again. It had already scanned the M500 pistol with its electronic eyes, determined that it could shoot normally and was fully loaded. Therefore, when the Terminator calculated that it would definitely be able to grab the pistol, it pounced on it at all costs.

But Fang Senyan had also been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. His hands flashed out like lightning and grabbed the Terminator T-750's steel head! It looked as strange as if he was holding its face, and the firm and strong muscles on his arms were tense like iron!

This face-holding posture looked like a caress between lovers, even with a bit of tenderness. But Fang Senyan let out a cruel roar in his throat! The muscles on his arms tensed like iron, and he twisted it with force! At this time, the M500 pistol was already in the Terminator T-750's steel hand, and the dark muzzle was raising to aim at Fang Senyan's heart!

A loud "chi la" sound was heard, and the Terminator T-750's head was twisted 270 degrees by Fang Senyan! A dazzling blue-white electric current spurted out from the gap in its neck, rising and falling like fireworks. Fang Senyan was also shocked away in an instant, his whole body numb. At the same time, the muzzle of the stolen M500 pistol burst out with a dazzling fire! The target was none other than Fang Senyan's head!

Under normal circumstances, unless it had completely lost its ability to fight back, the Terminator T-750 would never have been attacked so directly on its fragile neck, but Fang Senyan once again used his own firearm, the M500, to set such a terrible trap!

Blood dripped from Fang Senyan's head, one drop, two drops… He pressed his hands on the ground, gasping for breath, his whole body trembling slightly, and a burnt smell emanated from his head. This shot grazed his left cheekbone, tearing a terrible scar on his face. This deep groove of flesh and blood tore from the cheekbone to the root of the ear, and the white face bone emerged. If it had hit head-on, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

The Terminator T-750 was still stubbornly alive, but its movements had also obviously lost their regularity, staggering like a drunkard, and even its center of gravity was completely unstable. It could be clearly seen that the two red electronic eyes in its eye sockets were flickering violently, as if they would go out due to overload at any moment.

It tried its best to aim the muzzle at Fang Senyan, but its originally stable alloy fingers trembled like a candle flame about to go out!

"Bang!" Another loud noise, the M500 bullet shattered a water pipe next to it with terrifying kinetic energy, and its remaining momentum heavily hit the wall below, causing dust to fly and leaving a deep dent. But this bullet failed to shoot where the wielder wanted it to go.

As the thick gray smoke filled the air, the blood-covered Fang Senyan looked even more like a beast. A wounded and crazy beast, his breathing was clearly audible, and there seemed to be a thick, unyielding blood color in his eyes!

He pounced on the Terminator T-750 again, and clear sounds of steel collisions rang out one after another, and the muffled sound of flesh being hit hard was constantly heard! If it were an ordinary contractor, then he would have died beyond death, but Fang Senyan was like a wounded beast that would never fall, tearing the prey's flesh madly with bloodied teeth in the midst of his turbid breathing!

Suddenly! A piercing roar of electric current sounded in the air, and blue-white arc-shaped electric light spread out in all directions, intertwined and extended in the air, surging and lingering, extending for more than ten meters!

Fang Senyan endured the pain, grabbed the Terminator T-750's metal head, shouted wildly, his muscles tense and bulging like iron, and tore it off alive! The cables below the head fluttered like blood vessels, full of cruel and tragic meaning!

Then Fang Senyan held the metal head high in the air,

Facing the sky,

And roared madly with all his strength!

Yes, he finally confirmed that he liked this life-and-death thrill, he liked this thrilling and crazy life, this kind of life was fulfilling and satisfying, and he could completely trample all the rules and injustices in the world under his feet!

When the T-750 Terminator drilled into the sewer, there was not a single living person around. And the Los Angeles police, who were beaten and frightened, searched and advanced even more cautiously. It took them ten minutes to find the trace of the T-750 fleeing into the sewer. They searched in the maze-like sewer for a full half an hour - to be precise, after forty-seven minutes and nineteen seconds, they found the battlefield where the two fought, but at this time Fang Senyan had already left, far away and without a trace.

"Hoo..." Fang Senyan lay in the bathtub, exhaling a long breath of contentment. The warm water flowed over his body, squeezing out the fatigue and exhaustion in his bones little by little. The dust, sweat, and blood scabs attached to his body were slowly swayed and dissolved by the 50-degree Celsius hot water, and even the clear water in the bathtub rippled with a layer of light red.

Fang Senyan stood up from the bathtub, the water sliding down his muscular body. He stood naked in front of the mirror, carefully observing himself. Of course, he wasn't a narcissist, but was observing the injuries on his body: The damage he suffered in the two life-and-death battles during the day had obviously begun to heal. Based on this speed, he estimated that even a scar would not be left after a night's sleep.

After wrapping himself up with a bath towel, Fang Senyan sat down on the sofa next to him. He picked up something from the coffee table with his bare upper body - a key that should not belong to this world. This key was dropped by the ranged attack type Terminator T-750.