"Ding Ling clang."
The metal baseball bat fell onto the quiet street.
"those demons" Not far away, several guys who fell to the ground with only minor injuries looked at the steel monster next to the swordsman and gradually turned into no different from the steel monsters hunting humans outside, and then screamed.
Everyone in this world knows this thing that now rules this planet instead of the humans who once were.
Terminator.
"Run quickly" "he" The fear of death stimulated this group of people who had been struck down by pain, and this emotion spread like a plague to the faces of every conscious gangster.
This is much more useful than narcotics.
"Your horizontal slash causes 600 points of damage to the T901 Terminator."
"The current health value of the T901 Terminator is 3001920 points, and the current unit has structural and functional deficiencies."
"T901 Terminator has been destroyed."
Not killed Zhao Qian took a deep breath of the smelly air under his feet, which made him somewhat unresponsive.
There are no keys or anything like that on the ground.
Although the last sentence that had been destroyed was clear enough, it still made his face a little uncertain.
The pool of metallic liquid flowing on the ground seemed to be explaining something.
It flowed away bit by bit along the rusty metal sewer pipe beside the wall.
There was only a black metal-style humanoid lower body left next to Zhao Qian.
If it weren't for some structures such as metal joints that were gradually revealed, it would have been more like a sculpture.
Ergonomic artwork.
"Hidden plot mission: Experimental Destroyer, you have currently destroyed 2 Skynet experimental Terminators, and you still need to destroy 1 more to complete this plot character."
"Milestone: Terminator, you have personally destroyed 4 Terminators with models no lower than T500.
You still need to destroy 6 more to obtain this title."
Nothing can be done.
Zhao Qian looked at these water-like things through the dim light of the wax insect fire, and he gave up, especially when the ticket reminder could not be collected.
Pick up the flying ones on the ground.
Turn around and walk towards the gangsters who were trying to escape covering their wounds on the ground not far away.
Speechless.
He looked at a white man who had fallen to the ground in pain from being punched by him just now, getting up, holding his stomach and trotting unsteadily.
The speed was not fast, but in fact because the guy was the first to be knocked down and was on the outside of the battlefield, he was already a bit far away.
Zhao Qian was holding the unsheathed long sword.
The outsider stood there and watched, as if he had given up.
After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, these two non-human beings should be tired after fighting to the death for so long.
This self-righteous guess prompted more people who were far away from Zhao Qian to speed up their escape.
Survival was the most important thing now.
As for whether the wound would have any sequelae due to this, they didn't care.
"call" There was a gust of wind in the quiet alley, and a corpse stopped those who had planned to escape.
"Peng" The smell of blood intensified a little more, and Zhao Qian looked indifferently at the man not far away who was nailed to the concrete floor of the gathering place by the sword he threw out.
The guy wasn't dead yet, but his throat was filled with blood, and he could only cough and scream.
"Get back here."
The young tyrant who controlled everyone's life and death at this moment looked at a certain person in this group of people who had their own evil intentions, and his words were more like the final sentence.
"He has nothing in his hand."
Tiger, who had just stolen, who had not run far away, said something.
His somewhat smart words made many people who had stopped move slightly.
This attempt to use others' escape to attract Zhao Qian's attention failed to keep the three hands alive in this underground gathering place for a while.
A flying ax heralded the end of this guy's life.
He died.
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Before he could finish his words, he was torn open by the handle of the ax thrown by Zhao Qian.
Some seem too silly.
Looking with satisfaction at the injured men walking towards him, Zhao Qian nodded without saying a word.
"I'll just ask a few questions."
This sentence made the group of people who were originally worried look relieved, but the adult's next words made everyone feel a little hesitant.
"Whoever fails to answer will die."
Simple yet effective rules.
The atmosphere also became depressing at this time, and everyone remained silent for fear that they would say the wrong next thing.
Holding the iron rod that one of them had used, Zhao Qian looked at the black man who was leading the team just now, and his uneasiness was somewhat revealed on his face.
"Tell me, who sent you here."
"Our boss."
The black man, who was slightly taller than Zhao Qian, carefully looked at the face of the man in front of him who was in control of his life.
He called out his name again as if he smelled a hint of danger.
"Leon."
After exhaling, he covered his wound and tried to maintain a somewhat flattering look on his face.
"Second question, who is that guy?"
Zhao Qian asked as he nuzzled his metal bust and lit a cigarette that he had not smoked for a long time.
To be honest, he was not a big smoker.
He mainly wanted to deal with his friends and brothers who were interested in profit.
An expensive item flickered on his lips.
A trace of hesitation appeared on the leader's face, and the next second, the sound of wind brought the iron rod and hit the head of the gangster leader who was once famous in this area.
"Wrong answer."
"Boom" The skull is harder than I thought.
The perpetrator frowned and glanced at the bent iron rod in his hand, but seemed to ignore the fact that a life was ending in his hands and the fear written on the faces of these survivors.
A strange smell slowly spread, and some people were frightened to the point of peeing.
"Milestone: Brutalist, you have currently killed 51 ordinary people, and you still need to kill 49 ordinary people to obtain this title."
"I said, I am a fair person."
After blowing out a smoke ring, Zhao Qian changed his weapon and said, hesitating for a while before his next words.
It made the hearts of everyone present beat.
"Wait, I didn't seem to say it.
I'm really sorry, but it doesn't matter.
Then, the next one, this friend who peed his pants, you know" "I, I said, I will tell you everything I know."
The man who had just been kicked by Zhao Qian and had two ribs broken replied with tears in his eyes and attracted everyone's attention.
"That man is the captain of the Esther family's robbery team.
Boss Li Ang lives at the entrance of Wild Mouse Alley."
He spoke blatantly, shaking his mouth without stopping the car, and didn't care at all about the deathly looks on his companions' faces around him.
Who knows, if you offend or leak information about the Esther family in the gathering place, it will only be a matter of time before you die.
"very good."
Zhao Qian stood there and listened quietly.
The words coming out of this frightened man's mouth seemed to have become this man's personal biography.
"Tap, tap, tap."
In the distance, dense footsteps and orderly footsteps came from the quiet alley.
Many people are rushing here.
"You get main quest two: Desert Stranger
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