The appearance of the Delta Special Anti-Terrorist Unit made Fang Senyan realize one thing, there are likely to be a large number of X-factors hidden in this world, which are not presented in the original plot of the movie, which may help him, but may also cause a variety of restrictions.
It can also be presumed that if the strength of the Terminator is inferred based on the plot of the movie alone, it is likely to lead to very fatal consequences, because according to the plot of the movie, the heroine is not without luck in surviving 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 could be on time, If there is no dog barking outside the hotel where the hero and heroine have sex to warn, If the Terminators weren't so stubborn as to kill them with a tanker, If the Terminator with the lower half of its body blown off can crawl a little faster, If For Fang Senyan, he thought to himself that he definitely didn't have such good luck as the protagonist of the movie, and it was impossible for so many coincidences to happen in the adventure experience, so he had to be careful and cautious.
And the purpose of checking the phone book at this time was not only to find the genuine Sarah Connor, but also to remember the addresses of the two unlucky women on the phone book.
His purpose is actually very simple: the address of these two women is also the place where the Terminator must go.
If you can make a probe arrangement in these two places in advance, occupy the location at the first time, and try to make tentative contact with the T-800, the biggest villain in the world, as long as you can grasp its various ability data, then you will undoubtedly have a great advantage.
After formalizing the future course of action, Fang Senyan began to prepare for the purchase of weapons.
Although you can legally own guns in the United States, there are corresponding weapon stores, but the purchase of guns there is not only complicated, you need to go through the police to investigate your bad record before you can get it, and the purchase is a "castrated" civilian firearms, in many aspects of performance will be reduced, manufacturers will make the rifling shallower, reduce the range of bullets, or change the automatic burst to single shot, etc., to be honest, using the things sold here to protect yourself is almost a joke with life.
Of course, Fang Senyan was not going to go to this kind of store to shop, he was aiming at the local black market for firearms, as long as he was willing to pay enough money here, then he would definitely be able to get good goods.
What's more, Fang Senyan didn't think that these guys who sold black guns would have the idea of calling the police after encountering an emergency, which would save countless troubles, so what he lacked now was a guide, a local snake who could smoothly lead him into the black market.
So Fang Senyan got into a taxi, threw out twenty dollars and told the driver that he was going to the biggest nightclub in the area, the driver stepped on the accelerator with a knowing male prostitution smile, and ten minutes later, he was standing in the dance hall of this nightclub called "Carnival".
The ballroom was estimated to be thousands of square meters in size, the harsh music was deafening, the air was filled with the smell of alcohol and sweat, and on the open-air platform in the middle of the ballroom, a woman was almost naked, leaning on a steel pipe to make all kinds of sexually suggestive movements, surrounded by men, and above Fang Senyan's head there was a slowly rotating ball of light, which was supposed to be made of glass, projecting all kinds of colorful light in all directions.
Fang Senyan sat on the sofa in a corner very casually, holding a can of beer in his left hand and half-holding it in front of him, squinting his eyes slightly, looking very much like a beauty hunter looking for a single woman.
Places like this are usually pimped brokers selling marijuana, who are well-informed and money-seeing, like pervasive maggots, who are the ideal guides in Fang Sen's heart.
Soon, a person sat next to Fang Senyan uninvited, but it was a woman.
This woman has fluffy blond curly hair, a white crop top on her upper body, a cyan rose tattooed on her bare waist, and a tight black leather skirt on her lower body, revealing two slender legs, she is holding a lady's cigarette, and squints at Fang Senyan Dao: "I've never seen you before the first time I came."
Fang Senyan was in the mood to talk to Hunter Yan at this time, so he waved his hand directly, drank the beer in the can, turned it upside down and put it on the table, and then lit a cigarette.
This set is a subtle refusal in Fang Senyan's world, although this woman can't understand this series of body language, she feels the other party's indifference, snorts coldly and stands up and walks to the side.
It was a bit unexpected for her to walk so simply, Fang Senyan took a puff of cigarette, but was in the mood to admire the woman's twisting waist and hip curves from behind.
In such an environment, he was like a fish in water, and soon saw a group of men and women on the bar more than 20 meters away, putting some white powder on the phone card stand and sucking it violently.
His heart moved slightly, and he stood up and leaned over there.
Although these men and women were taking drugs, two of them were still quite alert, and as soon as they saw Fang Senyan approaching, they stood up, clasped their hands in front of their chests and blocked them.
Very hostile Dao: "Hey, you're going the wrong way, the bathroom is over there."
Fang Senyan snorted, took out a handful of dollars and said: "Dude, I just happened to be out of gear, give me some goods."
These k-powder addicts are not intermediate sellers, they have prepared enough drugs to have a party here, and they are getting ready to have a good time, how can they be resold to Fang Senyan The group of people who were discouraged waved their hands impatiently "Out, out, get out" Fang Senyan had already noticed at this time that there were several people around him who were hiding in the darkness staring at him------- to be precise, the stack of dollars he had taken out.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he returned to his corner and sat down, and soon a guy with a meaty face came over and said coldly: "Friend, this is Old Harry's place, I don't care if you're a strip or a nail, give me a point."
The meaning of the strip is probably clear to everyone, and the nail is the abbreviation for the rest of the people sent by the underworld to step on the point.
It seems that this "carnival" nightclub is also a piece of fat, and several major gangsters also want to take a big bite.
Fang Senyan took a deep breath of his cigar and exhaled a large cloud of light blue smoke before he said lightly: "What the I just flew here from Detroit, I heard that this place is very good, so I came to see it, that's how the carnival nightclub treats its customers" The guy's face was gloomy, he glanced at Fang Senyan deeply, then went to the side and picked up a walkie-talkie as if he was asking for something, and finally probably got the instructions from above, so he looked at Fang Senyan again unwillingly before walking away.
After the guy left, a thin little man with a cockscomb and a skull costume came up to talk: "I heard you want to buy goods" Fang Senyan said lightly: "Is there a crack or not?"
Cocaine hydrochloride is mixed with baking soda and water and heated to remove chloride ions, and it is called "crack" because of the crackling sound that is often heard during puffing.
This kind of drug has a quick effect, strong addiction, and the price is also very expensive, and the profits are naturally huge, and of course, the sentencing after being caught is also extremely heavy.
After hearing this, the cockscomb's face changed, as if a small character like him only dared to sell some Magu, ice poison, ecstasy pills and the like.
He didn't dare to touch this thing, and when he heard Fang Senyan say this, he suddenly retreated in his heart.
But just as he was about to leave, Fang Senyan threw a hundred dollars on the table: "I committed something in Detroit and was hunted down, and now I'm in a hurry to find some guys to defend myself, if you can take me to buy some good goods, then this hundred dollars is yours, and of course you will be given a 10 commission after the deal."
The cockscomb stared greedily at the hundred dollars, swallowed his saliva and said: "According to the rules, you have to show the bottom before I can take you there."
Fang Senyan impatiently pulled him over and pressed him on the sofa, took out a large stack of thick green dollars from his arms and shook it.
He didn't know that Fang Senyan's cash at this time was only more than two thousand US dollars, and only a few of the top ones in the stack were real, and the bottom ones were all tricks made with a playing card, but the lights here were dim, dazzling, and it was reasonable for the cockscomb head to be deceived.
Under the leadership of the cockscomb head, Fang Senyan came to the second floor and then turned a corner and went down, and repeatedly detoured several flights of stairs, and finally came to the place where it should be the second floor underground.
It was evident that the place was clearly heavily guarded, and along the way passed through two or three winding corridors, and in the corners, two or three big men stood by the wall, their hands clasped to their chests, and they looked at them with malicious eyes.
Finally, after a simple but professional search, they found that they were not carrying guns or knives, and found themselves in the basement of what can be described as a firearms museum.
There are a variety of weapons here, but most of them are scattered pistols, there are only a few semi-automatic weapons and automatic weapons, and Fang Senyan only wants two shotguns.
In the plot of the movie, the flesh and blood of the Terminator is just a cover, and its main role is twofold, one is to make it easier to be confused in the crowd.
The second is that it can be used for time travel----- pure metal products cannot pass through the time machine.
Therefore, if you are fighting with the Terminator, the ordinary pistol submachine gun bullet seems to be able to produce a bloody and shocking visual effect, but in fact, it is completely helpless against the metal skeleton of the Terminator, and there is no substantial damage at all.
However, the shotgun is incredibly powerful at close range, which can explode with a huge impact in an instant, causing the Terminator to stagnate.
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