Chapter 1 Hearing the Answer

After hearing Fang Senyan's answer, the others were shocked. It was one thing to confront other powerful teams, but if the Space was backing them, then the problem became huge.

Fang Senyan said calmly,

"However, this isn't necessarily a bad thing. The Space shouldn't be able to directly intervene in our battles, like Asimov's Laws of Robotics. If the Stockholm team really has the Space's backing, then I think our Noah Space won't sit idly by. Just like the US Congress allocates a completely different budget to special forces than to regular troops every year, teams like us with greater potential and combat power should also receive more opportunities and care."

After hearing Fang Senyan's words, everyone felt it made sense. The tram pulled up, and Fang Senyan stood up. Although he was still being tormented by the persistent injuries, he stood up straight, his eyes shining with a strange, excited light.

How could such a powerful enemy not inspire Fang Senyan and make his heart surge?

Fang Senyan walked slowly off the tram, his figure still looking a little unsteady, but he raised his head slightly and saw the imposing Cyberdyne Computer Systems building standing there. At this time, Fang Senyan couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions. The last time he saw this building, it was an existence that was impossible to look at directly. But now, although it still had extremely strong pressure, he had already begun to plan how to slowly squeeze more benefits from it.

The streets of Los Angeles were still full of crowds, noise, and many gaudy but outdated shop windows. Many black people wearing headscarves were walking down the street with stereos, dancing to the rhythm....

Most importantly, the black brothers couldn't help but whistle and flirt with a girl who looked very much like Sheva Alomar, while Zi couldn't help but approach a shop window, although her expression remained that of a cold beauty. But the desire in her eyes was about to burst out.

Fang Senyan moved a little closer and heard Zi muttering to herself:

"A vintage Prada bag, a 1978 model! Wow, a Chloe limited edition. Is that a Hermes multi-purpose bag...?"

And Reef also seemed to be unable to resist walking into a Zippo lighter store, his eyes shining.

Faced with this situation, Fang Senyan glanced at Sanzi, who was still intently looking at him, and said helplessly:

"Why do I feel like the two of us are more like children from wealthy families?"

Sanzi couldn't help but say to Reef:

"Brother Reef, even if you get something you like here, you may not be able to take it back to the Nightmare Space. Even if it can be taken back to the Nightmare Space, it definitely can't be taken into the real world."

Reef's answer made Sanzi kneel directly:

"It's good to be ignorant. It's good to have things like this that are out of print for even one more second."

Fang Senyan and Sanzi were both speechless. This shows that the difference between a rich second generation and ordinary people lies in the pursuit of spiritual enjoyment.

After Fang Senyan roared sternly for the third time, the crowd finally reluctantly left the commercial street and went directly to Buster's Ribs, a hundred meters away from Cyberdyne Computer Systems.

Fortunately, Fang Senyan recognized Mr. Vincent's car at a glance outside the ribs restaurant. After all, it was not yet the era when SUVs were popular and sales could account for more than 60% of the annual total, so Vincent's off-road Jeep stood out in the crowded parking lot. Of course, it looked much older under the sun and wind and the owner's neglect.

Fang Senyan looked around, and unfortunately did not find that guy among the many diners. Because he had a criminal record of being arrested here, and Jin Mine *laorenjia* (respectful term for the elderly) was usually asleep, so Sanzi, with his amazing charm, naturally went to explore the relevant information.

Unsurprisingly, Zi expressed strong dissatisfaction with the cracked leather stools, the greasy floor, and the oil stains on the table that could be scraped off. So when Fang Senyan suggested ordering a cup of coffee, she simply ordered a glass of water to pretend, because she believed that the food and drinks here had probably been taken advantage of by Mr. Cockroach.

"Vincent?? Oh, you're talking about that bearded guy. He hasn't eaten here for a week, and I don't think he'll ever come again."

After Sanzi paid a tip of seventeen dollars, a sexy waitress was happy to talk to him.

"Why? Because when he went to pay the bill, he realized that he had accumulated a considerable debt in our store. And Mr. Vincent doesn't seem to be in good financial shape, so he mortgaged his car here, and then he was never seen again."

"Our boss was complaining again two hours ago that this car is not worth Mr. Vincent's debt at all, because its seats are very hard, it doesn't have good shock absorption, and even more terrifying are the brakes. Wow, a light touch will stop the car directly. This is why even the purchasing agents don't like this car. The sudden braking will instantly turn fragile eggs and butter from wonderful ingredients into garbage, which will lead to a reduction in their bonuses and being scolded."

Speaking of this, the waitress completely lost interest in the car, and then gave Sanzi a wink:

"I'll probably be free around three in the afternoon. Maybe we can go to the bar next door for a drink then?"

"Okay!" Sanzi said excitedly immediately. "Ouch! Oh, I'm sorry, I have something to do this afternoon."

Fang Senyan stood behind Sanzi with an expression of disappointment. He suddenly realized at this time that the motivation that supported Sanzi in the Nightmare World might be that he enjoyed the irresistible charm of his high charisma in front of beautiful plot women!

Next, Sanzi didn't spend much effort to buy Vincent's car from the owner of the ribs restaurant for a thousand dollars, because the car had only been on the market for a week, and more importantly, no one liked to drive it. So the condition of the car was almost the same as when Vincent just sold it. This is what Fang Senyan was looking for.

After circling the car a few times, Fang Senyan began to squint his eyes. He quickly got under the car and found a part that was obviously out of place with the other parts. That part was brand new, and after wiping off the dust, it formed a sharp contrast with the old parts next to it. Obviously, this thing had been repaired not long ago.

Then Fang Senyan searched in the car and finally found a quality whip list from a repair shop called "Lohan Ke Power" in the trunk. This thing already looked like a ball of waste paper, but it said that on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the car was repaired here, spending several hundred dollars to replace a brand new part here, and then whip it for three months.

Obviously, no matter how the owner changes, he will not throw away the whip list that has not yet expired. Therefore, with two hours and fifteen minutes left before leaving the world, Fang Senyan and the others followed the vine and found the Lohan Ke repair shop. Then, from the repair shop's registration information, they found Vincent's address.

Fang Senyan's only expectation now was that this guy hadn't moved, but considering that the rent in Los Angeles is usually paid once a year, the probability of finding someone should be quite high. So they quickly rushed towards Vincent's place. This guy actually lived on the thirteenth floor, which is taboo in the Western world. It seems that he should be an atheist.

However, Fang Senyan and his party immediately felt something was wrong after just getting out of the elevator. They had already been frightened by the explosion, so they all dispersed and were extremely cautious.

The deeper they went inside, the more they felt a chill and a gloomy aura. However, the rats that Sanzi summoned to explore the road seemed to be getting more and more energetic, and their life recovery speed seemed to be accelerating, jumping around.

Fang Senyan even noticed that the wallpaper around the floor in contact with the walls was actually moldy, and it also showed a gloomy sense of rot. For ordinary people, they might just think that this place is a little gloomy, and perhaps the residents often like to get sick, but for contractors, there was already a hidden killing intent.

Fang Senyan's perception was now one of the top few in the team, and his sense was particularly sharp. Gradually, he felt that the source of this strong and vast death intent came from a point on the left! If he remembered correctly, it was exactly Mr. Vincent's room. The closer he got to this place, the more gloomy he felt.

"It should be a contractor," Reef said decisively in the team channel.

Suddenly, Sanzi's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back with a muffled groan. The rats he sent out to explore the road actually exploded and shattered into a bloody mess, and two streaks of blood flowed down his nostrils.

Immediately afterwards, the hard wall actually rippled like waves. The wallpaper quickly peeled off from the wall, forming a huge and bizarre mouth of at least five or six square meters, making a shrill cry and biting towards Sanzi!!

However, Zi snorted coldly, flipped her wrist, and a line of extremely sharp light was reflected from the blade of the crescent-like dagger, stabbing fiercely into the bizarre giant mouth! By the way, she stirred it fiercely, cutting it in half!

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