The appearance of the Delta Special Counter-Terrorism Unit made Fong Sen Yan realise one thing, that there were likely to be a large number of x-factors lurking in this world, x-factors that the original plot of the film did not present, which might be helpful, but likewise might cause a variety of limitations. It is equally possible to presume that if one were to presume the strength of the Terminator based solely on the film's plot, it would likely lead to very fatal consequences! Because based on the plot of the film, it's not without an element of luck that the heroine survives in the end:

If Sarah Connor happened to be home at the time of the Terminator's initial attack.

If even one of the thousands of bullets fired by the Terminator had been accurate.

If there hadn't been a dog barking outside the hotel where the hero and heroine were having sex.

If the Terminator hadn't been stubborn enough to run them over with a tanker truck.

If the Terminator, with his lower body blown off, could crawl a little faster.

If .........

For Fang Senyan, he asked himself that he definitely didn't have such good luck as the protagonist of the film, and it was also impossible for so many coincidences to happen in the midst of his adventurous experiences, so he had to be a little more careful and cautious. And his purpose of checking the phone book at this moment was not just to look for that genuine Sarah Connor, but likewise to memorise the addresses of those two unlucky women on the phone book as well.

His purpose was actually very simple: these two women's addresses were also places where the Terminator was bound to go. If he was able to scout and arrange for these two places in advance, and take advantage of the location at the first time to try to make exploratory contact with the world's biggest antagonist, the T-800, as long as he was able to grasp the data of its abilities, then he would undoubtedly gain a huge head start.

After formally determining the future course of action, Fang Senyan began to prepare for the purchase of weapons. In the United States although you can legally hold a gun, there are also corresponding weapons shops, but there to buy guns not only cumbersome procedures, you need to go through the police department to investigate your bad record before you can get it, and buy to the "castrated" civilian guns, many aspects of the performance will be degraded, the manufacturer will make the rifling shallower, to reduce the range of the bullet, or to change the automatic continuous-fire to single-fire. Or change the auto burst to single shot, etc. ....... To be honest, using the stuff sold here to protect yourself is almost like taking a joke with your life.

Of course Fang Senyan was not prepared to go shopping in this kind of shop, he was aiming at the local black market of firearms, where as long as one was willing to pay enough money, then one could definitely get good goods. What's more, Fang Senyan doesn't think that these guys selling black guns will have the idea of calling the police after encountering an unexpected situation ..... This would save countless troubles, so what he lacked now was a guide, a groundbreaker who could smoothly take him into the black market.

So Fang Senyan got into a taxi, threw out twenty dollars to the driver said to go to the biggest nightclub in the area, the driver with a kind of understanding of the male sex smile stepped on the accelerator, ten minutes later, he stood in this nightclub called "Carnival" in the middle of the ballroom.

This ballroom is estimated to be thousands of square meters large, ear-splitting music deafening, the air is filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat, in the ballroom in the middle of the open-air platform, a ** woman almost naked, relying on a steel pipe to make a variety of sexually suggestive movements, next to the men surrounded by the head of Fong Senyan there is a slowly rotating ball of light, which is supposed to be made of glass, will be a variety of colorful light projected in all directions, the light of a variety of colours. light in all directions.

Fang Senyan was sitting casually on a corner sofa, holding a can of beer in his left hand half raised in front of him, slightly squinting his eyes, looking very much like a woman hunter looking for a single woman. It seemed like this kind of place usually had pimps/marijuana brokers, these people were well-informed and money-minded, like pervasive maggots, which was exactly the most ideal guide in Fang Senyan's mind.

Soon, there was a person who sat next to Fang Senyan uninvited, but it was a woman. This woman had a head of fluffy blonde curly hair, wearing a white navel dress on top, a green rose tattooed on her bare waist, a tight black leather skirt on her lower body, revealing two long and slender legs, she held a lady's cigarette and looked at Fang Senyan with squinted eyes, she said:

"First time here? Never seen you before. "

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Where did Fang Senyan have the mood to pick up and hunt for women at this time? Directly waved his hand, drank the beer inside the can dry then poured it over and put it on the table, then lit a cigarette. This set in Fang Senyan's world is a subtle expression of rejection, this woman although can not read this series of body language, but feel the other side of the indifference, cold snort stood up and walked away to the side.

She walked so dry is a bit out of Fang Senyan's expectations, Fang Senyan inhaled a cigarette, instead of mood from the rear to appreciate the woman twisted waist and hip curve. In such an environment, he was like a fish out of water, soon saw more than 20 metres away from the bar, there are a group of men and women in the phone card spread some white powder and then go up to smoke. With a slight movement in his heart, he stood up and went over there.

Although these men and women were smoking drugs, two of them were still quite alert, as soon as they saw Fang Senyan approaching they stood up and blocked over with their hands clasped in front of their chests. Very hostilely, they said:

"Hey, you're going the wrong way, the washroom is over there."

Fang Senyan grunted and pulled out a handful of dollars and said:

"Buddy, I just happened to be out of gear, even out some goods for me. "

These k-powder addicts are not the middle seller, prepared enough drugs to come here to have a party just about to get high, how could they resell to Fang Senyan? The group of people who were spoiled by the party waved their hands impatiently and said

"Out, out"

Fang Senyan had already noticed that there were several people hiding in the darkness around him ------- accurately said that he pulled out the the stack of dollars. The corner of his mouth revealed a cold smile, returned to his own that corner to sit down, soon there is a face full of cross flesh guy came over, coldly said:

"My friend, this is Old Harry's place, I don't care if you're a cop or a nail, just be fucking quiet. "

The meaning of "cops" was clear to everyone, while "nails" was short for the rest of the black forces who had been sent here to step on the spot. It seems that this "Carnival" nightclub is also a piece of fat meat, several big gangs also want to bite a big bite.

Fang Senyan took a deep breath of cigar, sprayed out a large cloud of light blue smoke before faintly said:

"What bars and nails? I just fucking flew over from Detroit, I heard that this place is very good before I specially came to take a look, is this how Carnival Nightclub treats its guests? "

That guy's face was gloomy, looked deeply at Fang Senyan, then went to the side and picked up a walkie-talkie which seemed to be asking for instructions, finally probably got the instructions from above, and looked at Fang Senyan again very unwillingly before he walked away. Only after this guy left did a thin little man with a cocktail head wearing a skeleton suit come up to accost him:

"I heard you want to buy goods? "

Fansenyan said indifferently:

"Is there any crack?"

Cocaine hydrochloride mixed with baking soda and water and heated to remove chlorine ions to get "crack", so called because when smoking often hear the popping and splitting sound. This drug is fast-acting, highly addictive, and expensive, and the profits are logically huge, of course. ....... The sentence after being caught is also strangely heavy.

After listening to the head of the cockles face changed, like his small role only dare to sell a little bit of methamphetamine, ice degree and so on. Crack this thing he did not dare to get his hands on, listening to Fong Sen Yan so said in his heart suddenly some beat a drum. But just as he was about to leave, Fang Senyan threw a hundred dollars on the table:

"I committed a crime in Detroit and was hunted down, now I'm in a hurry to find some guys to defend myself, if you can take me to purchase some good goods, then this one hundred dollars is yours, of course after the deal is done, I will also give you a 10% commission."

Cockney stared greedily at the hundred dollars and swallowed his saliva:

"According to the rules, you have to show your bottom before I can take you there. "

Fang Senyan impatient one hand grabbed him over and pressed him on the sofa, from his bosom he pulled out a large stack of thick green dollars out and shook it, the cocklehead took a look at the thickness of several tens of thousands of dollars, and immediately let go of his heart and nodded his head. He did not know that Fang Senyan at this time on the body of the cash is more than two thousand dollars, the stack of money is only the top of a few is true, the following are with a playing card to get the blindfold, but here the lights are dim, shooting people dazzled, the cockle head was cheated is also in the reason.

Under the leadership of Cockney, Fang Senyan came to the first floor and then turned a corner downward, and then back and forth around a lot of the way down several flights of stairs, and finally came to what should be the second basement floor of the place. It was obvious that this place was heavily guarded, along the way they passed two or three corner corridors, and among the corners there were two to three big men standing by the wall, with their hands clasped in front of their chests surveying them with unsuspecting eyes.

Finally, after a simple but professional search to make sure they were not carrying any guns or knives, they came to a basement that could be called a gun display museum. There was a wide range of weapons here, but most of them were scattered pistols, and there were only a few semi-automatic and automatic weapons, while there were only two shotguns that Fang Senyan wanted the most.

In the film's plot, the Terminator's flesh and blood was only a layer of cover, its main function was twofold, one was to make it easier to blend in with the crowd. The second is that it can make it capable of time travel ----- pure metal products can not pass through the time machine.

So if you are fighting with the Terminator, ordinary pistol sub-machine gun bullets seem to be able to hit the blood streaming shocking visual effects, in fact, the Terminator's metal skeleton is completely helpless, there is no substantial damage effect. On the contrary, the close-range power of the amazing shotgun can instantly burst out a huge impact, so that the Terminator to produce action on the stagnation.