At this time, Sheyan was shot three times in the head, but he only staggered a few times. Taking advantage of the gap in the gunfire, he kicked the coffee table next to him. The coffee table immediately stood upright and blocked a few bullets for Sheyan.
At the same time, Sheyan grabbed one of the legs of the coffee table and broke it with a snap. He then threw it out like a javelin. Amidst the ear-piercing tearing sound, it pierced through the sofa at high speed, piercing through the person who was hiding behind and trying to reload his gun.
All resistance came to an end.
The villa returned to its tranquility.
The only sounds left were the cheers and applause of the talk show hosts coming from the TV, the sound of blood dripping from the air, and the sound of Senator Kahn's teeth chattering.
Sheyan, who was covered in blood, strode towards Mr. Kahn and pulled him up from the ground. He said in a serious tone.
He said earnestly, "Dear Senator, I hope you can listen to every word I'm about to say. I'm in a hurry, so I won't say it a second time. More importantly, this concerns whether you can live or not."
Senator Kahn closed his eyes. It was obvious that the thing he wanted to protect was very important. Although he seemed to be in fear, he still had the courage to face death without saying a word.
Sheyan narrowed his eyes, revealing a murderous glint. He was not a bloodthirsty and cruel person. Under normal circumstances, he preferred to solve problems with gentler means. But when he encountered someone who did not cooperate with him, he did not mind using some other means.
However, at this moment, a ferocious dog covered in blood slowly entered the house again. It forced a blonde young woman into the house. The young woman seemed to be taking a bath. Her body was only wrapped in a bath towel, revealing her curves. Her hair was still dripping with water, but her face was frighteningly pale.
Senator Kahn sprang up as if he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline.
He hissed, "What do you want?"
Sheyan looked at Senator Kahn's white hair and wrinkles. His eyes were filled with anxiety and worry. He then looked at the young woman's youthful body. His eyes flashed with disdain and realization. He walked forward and grabbed the blonde young woman's hair. He looked at Senator Kahn and said in a tone that sounded like he was gnashing his teeth, "Senator Kahn.
"If I don't get what I want, you two will die together."
Senator Kahn immediately lost his composure. He rolled and crawled to Sheyan's trouser leg and said in despair,
"I can give you whatever you want, but you must let her go!"
Sheyan squinted his eyes and replied.
"Stop stalling for time! Give me all the information you have on the explosion at the Knox processing plant! I'm only giving you three minutes! If there's even a single piece of information missing, I'll cut off one of her ears. If there's a second of delay, I'll cut off one of her fingers! "
Senator Kahn was stunned for a moment.
"You, you want the Knoxson factory explosion case file? You weren't sent by the Polar Bear? "
Sheyan's heart stirred as he coldly replied.
"Two minutes and fifty seconds left."
As if he had just been granted amnesty, Kahn hurriedly rushed into the study and quickly took out a folder for Sheyan. Sheyan took a closer look and found that the folder indeed had the words "Knox Processing Factory Explosion Case" written clearly on it. It was impossible for Kahn to forge something in such a short time, so Sheyan turned around and left without saying a word.
Although Sheyan had turned around and left, he did not care about the Wolfhound. When Kahn saw that the young woman was still being forced into a corner by the ferocious Wolfhound, he became anxious and roared.
"Why haven't you let go of my daughter?"
When Sheyan heard the word 'daughter', he could not help but stagger. He realized that his previous thoughts were a little too sinister. When he saw the Wolfhound making way for them and the beautiful young woman and the old man hugging each other and crying loudly, he finally confirmed that his previous thoughts were a little too sinister.
At this time, Brother Black suddenly spoke in the party channel.
"Boss, there's a situation. You have to pick up the pace."
Sheyan was startled for a moment.
"I'm on my way out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the security guards of the residential area rushing over from more than thirty meters away. They were all shouting for Sheyan and Sanzi to stop.
Sheyan ignored them and charged straight towards them. He punched a guard who was wielding a stun baton and swept his leg horizontally, hooking the other two guards into rolling gourds. They hugged their ankles and screamed miserably. It seemed like their tibia fractures were unavoidable. Sheyan's face turned pale. Sheyan's face turned pale.
At this time, gunshots could be heard from outside. Brother Black had obviously started sniping the enemies. What followed was the unique whistling sound of a pulse gun! The roof of a police car was blown more than ten meters into the sky by the huge explosion. It was burning fiercely! But there were still two police cars that rushed over with flat tires. They drifted horizontally in front of Sheyan and Sanzi.
Sheyan did not give Sanzi any instructions at all. They had been stopped many times in the real world, so the two brothers had already developed a tacit understanding. Sheyan took big strides forward, displaying the spirit of a courageous victor in a narrow path. Lowering his shoulder, he knocked away two policemen who were aiming their guns.
But at the same time, Sheyan was kicked in the chest, and then a thick fist hit his face, sending him flying like a sandbag! The one who attacked him was also wearing a police uniform, but his face was as stiff as a plastic model's.
"The government actually made a Terminator? It looks like a T-400 model? "Sheyan was a little surprised by the American government's ability to copy the Terminator.
At this time, the police terminator expressionlessly took a step forward and punched Sheyan again, sending him tumbling to the ground! But his arm was also caught by Sheyan who was sent flying. Sheyan twisted his arm in the opposite direction. Sparks of electricity suddenly flashed from his joints. Sheyan took advantage of the opportunity and kicked the Terminator's knee, causing him to almost bend over. Instantly, the Terminator lost the ability to move and could only fall to the ground. It writhed and twitched in vain, trying to continue attacking Sheyan according to its preset program.
At this time, Sanzi had already gotten a motorcycle from somewhere. He drifted in front of Sheyan, and Sheyan jumped on it. With the roar of the engine, the two quickly got rid of the police. As for Mogensha, who was known for his Agility, there was no need to worry about him escaping.
*****
When Sheyan and Sanzi returned to the temporary rendezvous point, it was already past 11 o 'clock at night.
This was the most chaotic place in the slums of Los Angeles. Of course, the security here was also the worst. But as long as you had the money, you could still enjoy a good life here.
After Sheyan greeted Reef and Sanzi, he went straight back to his room and soaked in the bathtub with his head raised. Under normal circumstances, people would find the water temperature between 40 degrees to 48 degrees very comfortable, and it could help to expel fatigue to the maximum extent.
But Sheyan set the water temperature at 53 degrees.
This temperature would not cause harm to the human body, but it would cause pain. At the same time, it would open up the capillaries on the surface of the body as much as possible.
As Sheyan's muscles wriggled, the twisted and broken bullet heads were squeezed out one by one. Under the tyrannical healing ability of a contestant, the wounds first contracted and squeezed out traces of black blood, then slowly turned bright red. Finally, the muscle tissue grew back together.
After draining the water that had turned pink, Sheyan lay back in the bathtub and filled it with clean water. He slowly pressed his fingers on his back and shoulders. The indescribable feeling appeared again.
When Sheyan was electrocuted by the agent's stun gun earlier, for some reason, it also triggered the 'Stairway of the Sun' and the mass of negative energy lurking in his body. As tens of thousands of volts of electricity spread through his body, Sheyan felt an indescribable sense of ecstasy.
There was not much abnormality during the battle, but on the way back, Sheyan felt waves of electric shock in his body, as if the 'Stairway of the Sun' was waving its branches on its own. At the same time, the mass of negative energy disappeared.
The shock was no small matter. It must be noted that the 'Stairway of the Sun' was actually a very ferocious creature. It was only because its consciousness had been completely erased that it was willing to become an organ of Sheyan. If it regained its consciousness again, Sheyan would really die a tragic death.
But soon, Sheyan found that the movement of the 'Stairway of the Sun' seemed to be just an instinct. It seemed that the tens of thousands of volts of electricity had become a catalyst for bridging the negative energy and the 'Stairway of the Sun'. But whether this change was good or bad, it was really hard to tell at the moment.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, Sheyan returned to the guest room. Everyone was eating the famous Moscow sausage risotto here. Zi had already taken out the detailed information she got from Senator Kahn. She soon found the list of items in the abandoned warehouse and went through it carefully.
Sheyan picked up the risotto in front of him and took a bite. He immediately felt that the sausage inside was really quite good. After biting into it, he could feel the bacon inside the sausage starting to ooze oil. The sausage was cut off, but the sausage casing stubbornly refused to give in. It was not until the upper and lower rows of teeth met and gently ground the sausage casing that a delicious oily juice sprayed out. It was a delightful aftertaste and filled one with anticipation for the next bite.
Zi said confidently, "I think I've found the key to the trigger that triggered the key.
"I think I've found the key item to trigger the mission. It should be the lathe in the abandoned warehouse. Obviously, this nut was made from this lathe. If I can follow the clues to find the operator of the lathe, then I can uncover the secret behind the SOS microtext." If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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