In 1997, Los Angeles was not as bustling as it is now, with street lights on the streets at night, but more of it was darker and less traffic-free, and the whole seemed quiet, with only the occasional patrol police car driving by. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Anyang walked down the dark street, stopping in front of a house, the only building he could see that was still lit.

He was just about to approach, his eyes swept inadvertently, but he saw a naked and sturdy body coming from a distance, his movements were very mechanical, or it could be said to be upright, in short, it looked strange.

An Yang was surprised, and hurriedly jumped behind the green belt to hide, only poking out one head to look forward.

“T800！”

This figure has a very rigid face, that is, the guardian of John Connor played by Arnold Swarzenegger in the movie, the two are somewhat similar, but not exactly the same, the same thing is that both are full of muscles all over their bodies, and at the same time, they don't mind the unwisped self.

The T800 glanced around expressionlessly as it walked, occasionally pausing for moments on motorcycles and cars parked on the side of the road to collect and analyze data.

Seeing him turn this way, An Yang instantly lowered his head and avoided his scan with the help of the cover of the flower bed, but fortunately he was not discovered.

It wasn't until T800 pushed open the door and entered that he raised his head, pretending to be unintentional and walking towards the house, stopping three meters away and looking up at the shiny signboard.

"Bar of the Stables - Operating"

Sure enough, it was here.

"The T800 has arrived, is the T1000 already here?"

Anyang was a little dignified.

He knew that the two Terminators came on the same day, but he didn't know the specific time, he originally planned to find the location of T1000's arrival according to the location, number and other information in the play, and then set up a net before it came, but now it seems to be in vain.

But it's also too easy to think of if you came to this world before the Terminator.

There was a cry of pain and a noise in the bar, as if the T800 had clashed with someone inside, and according to the original plot, he would have snatched one person's clothes and motorcycle, as well as the bar owner's sunglasses and Winchester-1887 shotgun.

("Shotgun" is a foul word and will be blocked.) So all write shotguns)

An Yang hesitated, but chose to leave before the T800 came out.

He would have liked to get acquainted with the high-tech robot, but the Terminator was created to kill people, and the T800 had no other mind before it was trained by John Connor. Nothing will be done except to complete tasks and kill.

Anyang didn't want to clash with him.

When the T800 came out, he had changed into a sleek leather jacket and leather pants, showing his ruthlessness and fortitude to the extreme, he glanced around, stepped onto the motorcycle outside the bar, and screwed the key in a circle.

"Boom ......"

The engine let out a low roar.

The door to the bar opened suddenly. The beefy barkeeper rushed out, pointing a lever-shot shot at the sky with a shotgun.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The barkeeper expertly finished pressing the chamber and pointed his gun at the T800 Terminator.

"I can't let you steal someone else's motorcycle, kid, get out of the car before I blast you!"

T800 turned his head and glanced at him, still expressionless, stepped on the motorcycle tripod, parked the car before getting out of the car, and walked in front of him in a hurry.

The barkeeper warned, "Hey. Don't get too far into it, boy! ”

T800 stared at him, and without saying a word, he suddenly struck out and snatched the gun from his hand with a snap.

The bar owner was stunned, and when he saw the T800 constantly approaching him, he kept backing away until he was leaning his back against the door.

Brush!

T800 showed off the operation again, instantly took off the sunglasses on his chest, shook off the temples and put them on the bridge of his nose.

The motorcycle roared away. The bar owner was still at a loss.

An Yang emerged from the shadows, walked up to the boss with a black pistol in his hand, and at the same time took out a small gold bar and stuffed it into the jacket pocket on his chest.

"Hey, man. I also need a motorcycle, and in exchange, I can give you gold. ”

The bar owner had no idea what was going on or what was happening today, but he could feel the weight on his chest, and another gun pointed at him, and he quickly pulled out a bunch of keys.

"The one next to me is mine."

"Thank you."

……

California. Piscadero State Hospital.

It's late at night, and the barbed doors of the hospital are locked, only the guard room is still lit, and an older security guard is drowsy inside.

An Yang parked his motorcycle at the entrance of the hospital, pretending to be a visitor, but did not get out of the car, and looked towards the guard room.

"Hey?"

The doorman instantly sobered up, glanced at Anyang, glanced at the current time, pulled out the pistol on his waist and walked out of the guard's room.

"Visiting hours are Monday through Friday from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m., and it's late at night, yellow-skinned kid."

An Yang had a harmless smile on his face. Pull over the motorcycle, get out of it, and spread out your hands to show that you don't have a weapon.

"Hey, don't be nervous, can you put the gun down, it's going to make me feel bad."

The doorman still didn't let his guard down, and looked behind him, as if to see if he had any accomplices.

"I repeat, it's late at night, and if you're in no hurry, I won't let you in."

"Yes, I'm in a hurry, I'm looking for a woman named Sarah Reese, she's in your hospital, it's urgent."

An Yang said as he walked towards the doorman, the distance between the two was narrowed little by little, and he didn't stop until there was only one meter left.

"Urgent? This needs to be reviewed by the dean, and maybe you can tell me what you want to do with her. ”

The doorman relaxed a little, he could see that Anyang really had no weapons, and there were no accomplices behind him, and the street was quiet, only this young Asian who was not very strong, but he still did not put down his gun, as he repeated twice, it was late at night.

An Yang's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly stepped forward and hit the doorman, slamming him against the wall of the guard's room, covering his mouth and hitting him with one knee.

"Bump!"

The doorman, who was older, bent down in pain at this blow, scolded in a low voice, and raised his pistol with all his might. only to find that his hand was empty, and the pistol had been robbed.

An Yang grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him to turn his back, picked up the handle of the pistol and struck him hard at the back of the head.

With a thud, the doorman fell limply.

An Yang dragged him into the guard room and put him on a chair. Then I pressed a button on the desktop.

"Woo......"

The door opened.

Anyang turned around and rode into the parking lot of the hospital, and then went straight to the top by the elevator, easily destroying the two iron gates, and following the guidance of the plot all the way forward.

It's late at night. The hospital was largely unattended, empty and silent, and he felt like he was in a no-man's land.

There was an office ahead, and a black security guard in a white security suit was lying drowsy in a chair with a slight snoring sound.

The monitor in front of him showed the surveillance video of the hospital, and the major corridors were quiet without any abnormality.

An Yang took out a piece of ether-stained handkerchief, patted the security guard on the shoulder, and covered his mouth vigorously before he could react, the huge force made him unable to move. I had to struggle.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The voice quickly calmed down.

An Yang took out the key from him, and just wanted to open the door, but he heard an inquiry from the back room, and at the same time there was a clear sound of footsteps.

"Paul, did you fall to the ground again while you were asleep?"

An Yang's face froze, a pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he opened the insurance with a click.

"Paul? Answer me, damn it, how heavy you slept so deeply! ”

As the voice got closer, the female security captain in a security uniform stepped out of the back room. Sleepy-eyed, he was stunned at the moment he saw the situation.

A strange man in camouflage stood in the office, a black muzzle pointed at her, and Paul was lying on his desk.

"Who are you...... Don't be impulsive! ”

The female security captain suddenly raised her hand. Retreat to the wall to signal that you are not a threat.

"What do you want to do, this is the hospital, there is nothing you want, please put the gun down."

"Don't talk, turn around!"

An Yang pointed a gun at her and shot at the moment she turned around. knocked him unconscious, and at the same time took out an ether-ether handkerchief to make up for it, and then opened the door and left with confidence.

Easily finding the last room, he took out the key to open the door and entered, and closed the door casually.

It was a small room with nothing but a bed, and Sarah was being strapped to the bed with several straps, with the window above her head, and the light from the street lamp was divided into lattices by the window railing and hit the pillow.

"Sarah?"

Sarah, on the bed, opened her eyes in amazement, for instead of the disgusting fat man, she was greeted by a strange yellow face.

"Sarah?"

Anyang shouted again.

Sarah's eyes were open but not bright, as if she were a corpse.

"Sarah Connor, John Connor - Mother of the future leader of the Human Resistance."

Sarah was still unmoved, the dedicated psychiatrist had tried her many times with methods like this, and every time she was fooled, she would be treated and controlled again, which was unbearable for her.

"The second Terminator has arrived, but you're still lying here!"

An Yang shrugged his shoulders, he had expected this, and took out a dagger to cut the fixing strap.

"You're free."

Sarah was stunned for a moment, then jerked up, her first reaction was not surprise and gratitude, but an elbow strike.

An Yang easily held it up and controlled her casually, which he had also expected.

The effeminate heroine of the first part is long gone, she is now a complete woman, and after being in hospital custody for so long, she has become grumpy and doesn't trust anyone.

Sarah struggled but found that nothing was going to help, so she asked, "Who are you?" ”

An Yang pushed her to the wall with a strong hand, and at the same time took out a photo and placed it in front of her, which was the image of the Terminator with only mechanical bones left in the first part coming out of the flames.

Sarah gave up her resistance and looked at the photo in disbelief.

"You...... Who are you? ”

"Hello, Sarah, you can call me Anyang."

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