Not long after, a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the car, and even penetrated the car door and tore through the night sky, like a sound coming from the depths of a person who was experiencing hell torture.`

The sound only lasted for a short time before it stopped, while Cameron was already curled up in his seat and kept spasming, foaming at his mouth, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. The pain was so heart-wrenching that he could not describe his feelings. The pain that had just been deeply rooted in his soul.

"What did you do to him?" John looked at Cameron in the back seat with wide eyes.

Anyang did not answer, took out his phone and scanned the data above his eyes, and looked forward with a blank expression.

Hired by: Cameron Gay

physical fitness:

Physical constitution: 2

Degree: 2

Strength: 2

Brain power: 2

After a long time, Cameron finally stopped twitching, and no longer foam came out of his mouth. He fell on the seat as if he had been drained of all his strength, his face was dull and there was no trace of expression in his eyes.

"Did you feel it? The powerful power I have given you, and the pain that seems to crush your soul!" An Yang lowered his head and looked at him, and said calmly, "As you can see, there is only a thread between heaven and hell, depending on whether you obey my will."

"Hm..." Cameron opened his mouth and made a dry and strange sound. It took a long time to have a clear voice. "Please...please, let me... go..., I can... give you... everything I have..."

"Ha, everything about you is something that you don't care about. Do you think I'll care about?" An Yang's eyes turned cold and he stared at him and said, "Listen, you are my employer now. I think you can feel this yourself. Although I can't deprive you of your life, I can keep you in the pain that just now, and it's useless to live or die. Escape!"

Cameron looked at him with a desperate face, and opened his mouth. `But he couldn't speak.

Anyang continued: "Is it painful just now? When Judgment Day comes, the 3 billion people who were burned to ashes due to the nuclear explosion are also in pain, but they just don't have the chance to tell, and maybe you are among those 3 billion people!"

"What do you... want?"

"As you can see, I want to stop this war and prevent the birth of Skynet. If you help me, I will leave your life in the end. And retain the power in you. It will make you live for a long time without illness and disasters. It is not a problem several times a night! The most important thing is that without Skynet and Judgment Day, you can live safely and securely until you are like everyone in this world."

But Cameron was in no mood to pay attention to his jokes. Whether it was the hell level pain just now, the torture or even direct death that might be faced again in the future, he felt heavy and frightened. He asked weakly: "What do you want me to do?"

Anyang smiled.

"First, I don't care what method you use. You want people to think that you were not attacked last night. Secondly, you want me to bring the robotic arm and broken chips to Cybertron, and tell people not to care about who the person who came from this thing is. Finally, I want you to have a party and invite all the senior and military leaders of Cybertron, politicians, in short, the more the better, and bring journalists from major TV stations!"

"What do you...you want to do?"

"Of course, it is to make Cybertan, smart chips, Skynet and Judgment Day public, telling all taxpayers that a group of people are using their money to destroy the world!" An Yang sneered. "They have the right to know this, don't they?"

"Oh my god, this is crazy!"

Cameron was shocked. But when he thought of the pain and the possible day of judgment, he had to choose to cooperate.

It’s not about conscience. Where does the capitalist come from? He is just afraid of death.

In the early morning of the next day, the incident of violent terrorist attacks in the wealthy area of ​​Los Angeles has been on major news. According to the surveillance video, we can know that. The perpetrators of several violent terrorist incidents were the protagonists of this incident. They hijacked an entrepreneur from the wealthy area. The police have all their efforts to intervene in the investigation, but it is still impossible to confirm who the hijacked is.

The police once believed that the hijacked was Mr. Cameron Guy, a famous entrepreneur in Los Angeles, but Cameron appeared in another villa in Los Angeles early in the morning and asked Lieutenant General Taylor to invite him to discuss military authorized projects.

It was also at noon that Lieutenant General Taylor, who went out to meet Cameron, was attacked and was hit by a rocket on the streets of Los Angeles and died of a vehicle and exploded. The attackers have not been found yet, but the police suspected that they were related to the thugs who attacked the rich area last night and are currently investigating them with all their efforts.

In the open area outside Los Angeles, a harsh alarm sound kept buzzing, and more than a dozen cars were chasing a truck ahead, and the sound of helicopters came faintly from the sky.

Sarah drove the car along the straight road, occasionally turning the steering wheel sharply to avoid the police's heavy weapons attack.

t8oo stood on the roof of the car, holding a six-barrel aviation machine gun, roaring continuously, six thousand shots per minute, forming continuous metal storms, tearing down one police car after another, and showing no mercy to the people in the police car.

With Anyang's intervention, John had not had time to instill in him the idea of ​​not killing people indiscriminately. For this Terminator, killing people was probably his most professional job.

Anyang hid in the carriage and installed rockets for the rocket launcher. He suddenly appeared and aimed at the helicopter flying from afar and shot out.

Bang!

The rocket dragged its long tail and hit the helicopter.

With a bang, the helicopter suddenly turned into a huge fireball and fell down.

The police in Los Angeles miscalculated their strength. Just like the original plot, they did not bring too many weapons. The police force brought was quickly defeated, and the remaining few cars were parked in the rear and dared not continue to pursue them.

"Call the enemy's firepower is strong. Yes, yes, they only have a few people, but they seem to have an arsenal, and... and they can't be killed at all. I can guarantee that we hit him dozens of robberies, but... what? How did I know what the hell is that? In short, we have suffered heavy losses. Please support and ask for heavy firepower support!"

"Chasing? You, mom, come and chase me, I will be responsible for my young men!"

The truck quickly disappeared into the vast plain ahead.

"Anyang, are you sure that the beast can do what you said?" Sarah asked tilted her head, without hiding her contempt for Cameron.

"Don't worry!" Anyang paused for a moment and continued, "He knew what he was doing, and no matter where he escaped, I could make him live worse than death with just one thought!"

"I hope so." Sarah felt relieved. The vehicle was driving for a while and indeed met the subordinates sent by Cameron to pick him up.

Three days later, Cameron convened a seminar with a group of senior executives of Cybertron and capital tycoons from capital injection companies, and reinvested the smart processor project authorized by the military to study. There is no doubt that senior executives from the military and government were present.

However, the location of the seminar was a bit off. It is said that in order to avoid the high-frequency terrorist attacks in recent bustling places, the area on the edge of the city was chosen.

The head of Cyberton Company stood up and glanced at the investors and said, "Gentlemen, ladies, because of the violent terrorist attacks by criminals a few days ago, it is a pity that our company's research data over the past few years has been destroyed, but the original engineers are there. As long as there is enough investment, we can resume research in a relatively short period of time!"

"Sir, I think you'd better explain how short the relatively short time is, otherwise we can't guarantee that our investment will get the benefits we deserve!" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie stood up and said.

"Sir, I can guarantee that as long as we find Miles Dyson, we will definitely be able to restore the research progress within two years! No, maybe shorter!"

"Okay..." Cameron stood up and waved his hand to interrupt them.

"Mr. Guy, what is your opinion?"

"I mean, this project can't be carried out anyway, or it will bring destruction to us!"

The person in charge of Cyberton's company changed slightly: "Mr. Guy, you must be responsible for what you say!"

"Of course, of course I will be responsible for what I say." Cameron nodded, gestured to the bodyguard beside him, and continued, "Gentlemen, I wonder if you have ever thought that maybe we are pushing humanity into an abyss?"

"Mr. Guy, I don't think I understand what you mean. I only know that this project has epoch-making significance. Once completed, we can double our value!" An older woman wearing heavy makeup stood up and said.

"Double your value?" Cameron sneered and slapped the table suddenly, as if he was about to ejaculate all the pain and torture he suffered a few days ago. He roared, "But you have to bear it!"

The military representative sat aside without any objection, and the Los Angeles Police Chief stood up: "Ms. Serena, Mr. Cameron, please sit down and speak well."

The capital tycoons here turned their attention. In fact, they didn't understand. How could a sheriff participate in a business meeting that cooperated with the military? Could it be that Los Angeles is too chaotic recently, and Mr. Cameron wants the police station to help maintain public order?

Most people don’t care. The United States is a capitalist society. Money is greater than power. The state is in the hands of capitalists. Officials are just representatives of capital tycoons.

But when a team of fully armed bodyguards walked into the conference room and pointed the black gun at them, their faces finally changed! Immediately afterwards, several thugs who often appeared on the news came in a few days ago!

"Oh my god, it's them!"

"How could they show up here with Mr. Guy!"

Anyang ignored everyone's gaze and walked straight to the front of the conference room with a smile on his face.

"Gentlemen, ladies, I'm very happy to see you. I guess everyone has seen me, so please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Anyang, and I'm from the future!" (To be continued.) xh:2182o413
Chapter completed!