Chapter 13: Transformation in War

Wu Cheng had already learned the information of his parents from Burning Night, including the address of residence, so he had no reason to stay, and after a simple thanks, Takeshi left, and Burning Night's plan began, but he knew that before the plan succeeded, all he had to do was wait.

Rorian walked out of the door of the bookstore in a rare way, he would inevitably want to take a breath after staying underground for a long time, but ordinary people would not want to go for a walk in the slum, especially on a dark and windy night.

The slums at night are basically the same as during the day, except that there are fewer passers-by who wander aimlessly on the street like walking corpses, although it has been a while, Rorian still walks to the door of the hut where he used to live in the dark, pushes open the door and a familiar musty smell pours into his nose, Rorian becomes alert, he feels something strange in his dark, his intuition tells him that this place is no longer hidden, because he notices the cigarette butt lying quietly on the ground.

Rorian hastily put the photos from the cellar in his bag, and he tried to remember every goal in his revenge plan, but there were too many in his plan.

However, there was already a black man in a suit standing in front of the door of the hut "No. 15747, Alex Rorian, a member of the New Tomorrow Movement terrorist organization, you have entered my attack range, please remove all weapons from your body, and do not make unnecessary resistance." What came out of his mouth was the human-machine noise characteristic of the Terminator of Rebellion

Rorian didn't have the patience to listen to what the man said, so he slid past the man's crotch and was about to pull out the pistol in his pocket, but the man's boot stepped on Rorian's hand before that.

The intense pain forced Rorian to reassess the unsightly black man in front of him.

Rorian struggled to pull his right arm away from the man's boot, but the man's boot was like a hundred-ton boulder, but Rorian was not short of eyes, and he took out the dagger hidden in the other pocket with his left hand and stabbed the man in the ankle.

A dagger appeared on the man's ankle, but he didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, but he also reflexively took two steps back, Rorian rolled up, in fact he couldn't feel his right arm anymore, the man was obviously angry, he took out a pistol and aimed it at Rorian's head and pulled the trigger, the whole process went smoothly, or should I say that it had reached a high speed that is impossible for humans to do. Rorian's reaction was a little difficult to dodge the shot even if he was fast, but in the end, the bullet only grazed Rorian's ear, but it also made Rorian's ear completely turn into a puddle of minced meat.

Despite the tinnitus and severe pain, Rorian also took out his pistol and fired back, but this shot was obviously much slower than the man, and the man approached Rorian's side while dodging.

The steely fist fell on Rorian's face, to be honest, no one had touched Rorian's face in the past few years, and this time he directly knocked out his big teeth, and the next few punches also fell on Rorian's abdomen as scheduled, Rorian's throat was sweet and spit out a mouthful of blood, the man pinched Rorian's throat, Rorian's lungs protested because of the lack of air injection, but this protest was not meaningless, a blood hole suddenly appeared on the man's head, but what flowed out was not blood or brain, but engine oil mixed with some mechanical parts.

The man did not fall because of this, he turned around, the owner of the bullet was a young girl, judging from the vaguely visible armband, it should be an informant planted in the slum by the New Tomorrow Movement Organization, the man put down Rorian, of course, Rorian did not have the slightest politeness to ease his breath and ran away, after all, the truth of dead friends is not dead and poor Luo Rian still understands, he still has a reason to live, at least he thinks so.

The miserable howl pierced the night sky, but no one in the slum noticed the cries for help outside the door, the girl stopped breathing, and Rorien disappeared without a trace, but the man had no intention of giving up, and he followed Rorian's footsteps and sped up.

Rorian desperately sucked the foul-smelling air into his lungs from an abandoned hut, he didn't know how long he had been running, but he knew that it would be difficult for him to run again with his current strength, and he hadn't even found a puddle of stagnant water along the way, let alone any reflections, and the only thing he could do now was to pray that the man wouldn't suddenly appear in front of him.

It's a pity that it backfired, the man choked Rorian's neck again, Rorian struggled desperately in the man's eyes like a mosquito bite, Rorian slowly began to lose consciousness, although he didn't want to admit it but in fact he may be buried here, as the old man said, people will always look back on his life before he dies, Rorian's life is shown in front of him like a slide, but it stays in a scene.

The raging fire engulfed the night sky, and the young Rorian sobbed helplessly, every piece of skin on his father's body was burned black, but he was still fighting his body against the flames, trying to exchange his broken flesh for the hope of his son's survival "Remember, Rorian, if you can survive, please don't grieve for me, don't get carried away by hatred, all this is my own making, and you, my child, I'm really sorry." ”

Immediately after that, Rory, who was wearing a hospital gown, had a syringe in his hand, and the syringe contained black mucus that was still squirming as if it were alive.

It feels exactly the same as it did five years ago.

Rorian's weak hand suddenly grasped the man's wrist, the man's eyes were full of incredulity, he confidently believed that Rorian was dead in the last second, but before he had time to think, his wrist was completely crushed.

The man's wounds were filled with oil, and he was still trying to inflict damage on Rorian's flesh, the whites of Rorian's eyes were gone, replaced by a terrible dark red, and the man asked the first question since joining the Rebel Terminator program, "You, how did you do it?" ”

Rorian didn't answer the man, all he did was punch through the man's body, and when the man fell down and let out a final unwilling sigh, the dark red in Rorian's eyes faded, and he seemed to be saying to himself, "This pleasure is the same as back then, it won my heart." ”

Rorian fell headlong to the ground and fell asleep, at least this time he was very sleepy.