Looking at the left knee area of the T-750 Terminator, there was a shocking patch of charred black, and one could even see a few twisted and twisted cables that looked like dead snakes. Without a doubt, there was a large area of short circuit, causing most of its functions to be unusable! The most direct explanation would be: The T-750 Terminator had become a cripple. Although it wasn't a cripple, it had lost a large portion of its movement speed!
Sheyan's meticulous planning had finally reaped a bountiful success. This T-750 Terminator was the first Terminator to be teleported here after triggering the district mission. Its strength would naturally be affected by the space-time vortex, and when it appeared, it was only at 70% of its peak strength.
After that, it had to deal with the Los Angeles Police Delta Special Task Force for a long time, its strength would definitely be reduced again. Its inbuilt powerful armor: 'Point to Point Defender' was completely ineffective against Sheyan who was proficient in close combat. Under the combination of various factors, it resulted in the T-750 Terminator being completely suppressed, without any chance to retaliate!
The T-750 Terminator raised its head, using its emotionless red electronic eyes to stare at Sheyan, the backpack was still tightly gripped in its left hand. The two of them had pulled apart a distance of 4 metres, no one could stop the T-750 Terminator from once again wielding his gun! A rain of bullets rained down on the enemy's vitals! No matter how strong Sheyan's innate ability was, he would not be able to withstand such a ferocious barrage of bullets!
In a flash, the T-750 Terminator retrieved two police guns from its backpack, the black muzzles of the guns were aimed at Sheyan's body, the bullets were bouncing around in a terrifying manner. However, the expected gunshots did not ring out, in the spacious and quiet sewer, there was only the monotonous sound of the trigger "click click" echoing.
Sheyan crossed his arms in front of his chest, his muscular body casting a long shadow under the dim lighting, his face exposed a mocking smile as he said:
"These guns have been in my hands for a total of 37 minutes and 11 seconds, do you think I will not do anything, and let you use them against me?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and the gun parts fell to the ground. The way he looked at the T-750 Terminator was like a ferocious beast, filled with greed, craziness, and of course a kind of hysterical ferocity.
"Now, you can't run away, and you can't fight me …. You're dead meat! "
The T-750 Terminator's response was to smash the broken gun in its hand. Sheyan licked the blood flowing out from the wound between his brows, his face revealing a cruel expression. Roaring like a beast, he pounced forward! The M500 pistol on his waist was still exposed in a conspicuous place!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of metal colliding could be heard continuously, and there were also the muffled sounds of flesh and blood being struck. Both parties were entangled in this dark and rancid sewer, as though two beasts at the end of their rope were savagely tearing at each other, roaring in despair.
Although the T-750 Terminator was a long range combatant, it was still a Terminator, a killing machine from the future! Its body was made of cobalt steel alloy, and its powerful battery could still guarantee that it could unleash a storm of blood at any time!
Sheyan's eyes were bruised, 5-6 of his teeth had fallen out, and his mouth was bleeding profusely. Panting heavily, it was as though there was a broken bellows in his lungs. The Terminator's steel fingers had already grasped tightly onto the M500 pistol on Sheyan's waist!
This weapon wasn't something like a police pistol! Even if an elephant encountered this weapon, there was a possibility of being shot to death!
At this moment, Sheyan's body was already exhausted, if he were to be hit by this weapon, he would be in grave danger. Even at this moment, the T-750 Terminator was still calm, callous, and tirelessly searching for a chance to turn the tables!
The T-750 Terminator already possessed a high level of artificial intelligence, previously it was tricked by Sheyan using the travel bag to destroy the police handgun. Naturally, it would not make the same mistake again, it had already used its electronic eyes to scan the M500 pistol, and determined that it could fire normally and was fully loaded. Thus, when the Terminator calculated that it would definitely be able to grab the pistol, it threw caution to the wind and pounced forward.
Sheyan had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, his hands shot out like lightning, grabbing onto the T-750 Terminator's steel head! It looked as if he was holding its face in his hands. The strong and thick muscles on his arms were as taut as iron!
This posture of holding onto its face looked like a caress between lovers, and even carried a hint of tenderness and sweetness. But Sheyan's throat emitted a cruel roar! The muscles on his arms were taut like steel, and he actually exerted all his strength! At this moment, the M500 pistol was already in the hands of the T-750 Terminator, the black muzzle was raised and aimed at Sheyan's heart!
Only to hear a loud "chi la" sound, the T-750 Terminator's head was actually twisted 270 degrees by Sheyan! From the gap of its neck, a glaring blue and white electric current shot out, like fireworks rising and falling. Sheyan was also electrocuted in an instant, his entire body numb from head to toe. At the same time, the M500 pistol that was snatched away also emitted a glaring flash of fire! The target was Sheyan's head!
Under normal circumstances, unless the T-750 Terminator had completely lost its ability to retaliate, it would definitely not allow its weak neck to be attacked like this. But Sheyan had once again used his own M500 pistol, and laid down such a terrifying trap!
Blood dripped down from Sheyan's head, one drop, two drops … … his hands pressed against the ground, panting heavily, his entire body was trembling slightly, and his head emitted a burnt stench. This shot grazed past his left cheekbone, ploughing out a tragic scar on his face. This deep and bloody scar stretched from his cheekbone all the way to the base of his ear. The eerie white bones of his face could be seen. If it had been a direct hit, one could only imagine what would have happened to him!
The T-750 Terminator was still stubbornly surviving, but its movements were obviously out of control, like a drunkard who had drunk too much, even its center of gravity was not stable. One could clearly see, the two red electronic eyes in its eye sockets were flickering violently, as if they were about to be extinguished at any moment.
It tried its best to aim at Sheyan, but its originally stable alloy fingers were trembling like a candle flame that was about to be extinguished!
"Peng!" With another loud bang, the bullet from the M500 shattered a nearby water pipe with terrifying kinetic energy. The remaining force did not diminish, and it heavily hit the wall below, causing dust to fly everywhere, and a deep dent appeared in the wall. However, this bullet did not reach the place the user wanted it to go.
As the saying goes, a difference of a millimeter can lead to a loss of a thousand miles. The T-750 Terminator's muzzle only deviated by 2cm, and the bullet was at least 2m away from its intended target.
In the midst of the thick grey smoke, the bloodied Sheyan looked more like a wild beast. An injured and frenzied wild beast, his panting could be heard clearly, his eyes were filled with a thick blood red color!
He aimed at the T-750 Terminator and once again pounced forward, the clear sound of metal clashing continuously rang out, and the muffled sound of flesh being pounded could be heard! If he was an ordinary contestant, then that contestant would be dead by now. Instead, Sheyan was like a wild beast that refused to fall even though his body was riddled with cuts and bruises. Amidst his murky breaths, he used his bloody teeth to crazily tear apart the flesh of his prey!
Suddenly! An ear-piercing electric current roared in the air, blue and white electric arcs shot out in all directions, crisscrossing in the air, surging back and forth, extending out over 10m!
Sheyan endured the pain, grabbing onto the metal head of the T-750 Terminator. With a loud roar, his muscles tightened and swelled like metal, forcefully pulling out the head. Below the head, the electrical cables were like blood vessels that floated in the air, filled with a cruel and tragic aura!
Sheyan then raised the metal head high up in the air.
Facing the sky,
Using all his strength, he let out a frenzied roar!
Yes, he finally confirmed that he liked this kind of life and death situation, he liked this kind of thrilling and crazy life. This kind of life was fulfilling and satisfying, he could trample all the unfairness of this world under his feet!
When the T-750 Terminator dived into the sewers, there was not a single living person around. The surrounding Los Angeles police officers were even more cautious in their search. It took them 10 minutes to find traces of the T-750 escaping into the sewers. They then searched the maze-like sewers for more than half an hour. To be precise, 47 minutes and 19 seconds later, they finally found the battlefield of the two combatants. But by this time, Sheyan was already far away, as if he had disappeared into thin air.
"Hu … …" Sheyan laid in the bathtub, comfortably exhaling a long breath. The warm water flowed through his body, squeezing out the fatigue and sleepiness in his bones bit by bit. The dirt, sweat and blood on his body slowly dissolved under the hot water of 50 degrees Celsius. Even the clear water in the bathtub had a layer of red.
Sheyan stood up from the bathtub, the water flowing down his defined muscles. He stood naked in front of the mirror, carefully examining himself. Of course he wasn't a narcissist, he was just observing the injuries on his body. The injuries from today's two consecutive life and death battles had already started to heal. Based on this speed of recovery, by the time he wakes up, there wouldn't even be a scar left.
Using a bath towel to bandage his wounds, Sheyan sat on the sofa at the side. Naked, he picked up an item from the coffee table – a key that didn't belong to this world. This key was dropped by the long range combatant T-750 Terminator.
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