12 Death on all sides (1/2)
The massively thick phonebook contained a huge amount of names along with their house address, job and personal phone numbers. Every phone booth had an allocated sector to prevent crowding, however it was already 9 plus at night, and the night was still young and free causing a huge queue outside every phone booth.
Sheyan’s goal wasn’t to make a phone call, but to research on the person named ”Sarah Connor” through the phone book. Primarily, it looked as if there was no relation between his main mission and this female character, however looking in retrospect to this Terminator world, Sarah Connor was no doubt a pivotal character. If Sheyan was able to locate her earlier on, then he would have a much bigger advantage.
Sheyan waited at a phonebooth with a seemingly shorter queue. Actually with Sheyan’s power, he could forcefully obtain money from others, threaten others to lead him to places, and even cut this queue without others going against him. Why should he go through this much trouble?
Based on Sheyan’s conventional behavior, he was generally a person with great morals, but that was definitely not the main reason. Within him, he felt a tiny intuition that once he committed such immoral actions, it would trigger several unnecessary or detrimental consequences. This intuition should be the advantage of his high perceptive sense.
Looking ahead there were still 3 people in the queue, Sheyan went ahead and entered a mini-mart first. Purchasing a pack of cigarettes, he starting smoking and leisurely paid 50 dollars without waiting for the change from the stubby middle-aged sales woman behind the counter. The elderly woman was so pleased that her smile pushed her cheek fats all the way to the corners of her face. To the sales woman, this strong and sturdy man probably had an ulterior motive, 70-80% he should be looking to develop a one night stand. As Sheyan was about to join back the phone queue, he was suddenly attracted to the noise from a nearby television.
Los Angeles crime news report, there’s been a new development in the Bulude street case with a suspect named Porter. At approximately 5:07 PM he robbed a supermarket, killing 6 civilians and stealing the day’s earnings. 2 of the police amongst the 3 on his tail were also killed in the line of duty. According to investigators, the suspect had probably gone through intensive rigorous strength enhancing exercises, as his escaping abilities in running and jumping far exceeded the normal person. As of now, police have activated a large task force to capture this criminal, this is all from our reporter on site.”
Sheyan immediately raised his brows, he himself should have entered this world at about 5 pm and that guy named Porter committed the crime at 5:07 PM. The timing was too coincidental… at this time, the television broadcasted a live image. On site, there were several police cars with their flashing siren lights on the street. 20-30 Policemen were taking cover while holding on to their guns, someone was shouting at the suspect to surrender.
Suddenly, a high speed sedan came charging out! That screeching sound from the wheels made people want to pull out their ears, and the policemen without hesitation, started firing off their guns. Thick white smoke were emerging from the sports car’s hood. At this moment, matchless bulky silhouette pushed out from the car door, in the air he appeared extremely agile and graceful as though a fish swimming in the pond. Somersaulting, he landed in the middle of those policemen.
At once, the american policemen started panicking, as they were afraid of firing at him in fear of shooting at their comrades, just like refraining from hitting rats for fear of breaking the vases (Chinese idiom). That unrestrained black figure moved as though possessing super speed, a moment he was charging forward, the next he had already heavily struck down one of the policeman. The might of the strike threw the poor cop 5-6 metres away. Screaming, the cop flew and landed onto the windscreen of a police car shattering it looking as though he had broken a dozen of bones.
Sheyan took a deep breath, he naturally observed that the black figure’s speed was fairly superior to his. According to his calculation, it must have been faster than an average person by threefolds. In retrospect, if this guy was a contestant, his agility must at least have been 15 points or more! If that guy’s innate ability could further hasten his speed, then his speed would further multiply a few folds!
That black figure slid around the police cars nimbly like a snake - swift, precise, deadly, one at a time the policemen drop helplessly. This strange scene left the onlookers aghast, shocked, uneasy and frightened! This was basically a massacre!
However it was at this moment, a dark green police car came speeding in from far, this police car was extremely huge, about the same size as an ambulance or fire truck. The siren was flashing atop the car roof without a sound, its swift as lightning speed coupled with the reckless drifting gave one a misconception of its arrival.
Sheyan looked at this police car as a feeling of dread came upon him, unconsciously taking a few steps back and clenching his fists - even the threat was immensely felt through the television screen. He wondered how he would have felt if he was on scene himself.