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Connor groaned in pain. Fortunately, he had a good habit of wearing a helmet while riding a motorcycle. Even if he was hunted down, he didn't forget to put it on. Otherwise, he just fell off the motorcycle hard like just now, and the back of his head hits the ground. Not to mention bloody head, his brain might come out.

But even so, he felt that his eyes were dark, and the ground was undulating and shaking like ocean waves, so that he couldn't even sit up.

Connor could barely open his eyes, looking at the black smoke rising from under the bridge due to the explosion of the motorcycle.

There's no reason, that's how it's done in movies.

Besides, my own driving skills are not bad, how could I fail?

Connor slowly turned his head and looked to the side. The police car driven by T1000 was rushing forward. Amidst the surprised cries of other police officers, the speed of the car showed no tendency to slow down. Obviously, it wanted to crush Connor to death with a car.

At this critical juncture, a Harley motorcycle suddenly overtook the police car and landed beside Connor. Then at this moment, T800 stretched out his hand and pulled Connor up, and then turned the front of the motorcycle. The Harley motorcycle soared into the air again, just like the picture in the movie, leaped over the guardrail of the bridge, and flew down to the river below.

"This unscientific!"

Connor was a little distraught.

"Why is it that this stupid big guy is fine by jumping off the bridge on a motorcycle, but I fell so badly? Is it because I am a child?"

But this was not the end, and a scene that Connor couldn't accept appeared.

I saw the police car driven by T1000 drifting on the bridge one by one, then broke the guardrail, and jumped off the bridge. Although countless sparks were thrown from the bottom of the car and the ground, it was fine in the end, and they still chased closely.

"That's okay too?"

Connor seemed to feel the deep malice of the world towards him.

However, the T800 was not available, and there was no function to worry about Connor's psychological problems. He put Connor away, pulled out the shotgun inserted in the front of the motorcycle, and shot back with his backhand. Soon the front windshield of the T1000 police car was smashed, but this did not hinder it. The T1000 slapped the broken front windshield away, and continued to pursue it against the oncoming wind.

Now they're on a spillway that only gets water during the rainy season,

Usually it is dry, and this has become a natural track, allowing them to race as much as they want.

The other police cars couldn't keep up. After all, they were real people, not as crazy as the T1000, but the helicopter was still hovering in the sky, keeping a close eye on them.

At this time, the police also recalled that something was wrong whether it was the T800 riding a motorcycle or the T1000 chasing after it in a police car, so they reported the latest situation.

After comparing the photos of the suspect, the police were horrified to find that the suspect photographed by the T800 was almost exactly the same as in a case ten years ago.

Logically speaking, this is impossible. Even if this is the same person, his facial features should have changed somewhat in ten years.

Realizing that something was wrong, the police forwarded this clue to the NIA New York branch. And because Willie was still under quarantine review, the case did not attract much attention from the NIA, and it was only issued to the agent closest to the scene as an urgent task.

And Peter, just so happens to be nearby.

"Sorry honey, I have an urgent mission."

Peter glanced at the phone, and smiled helplessly at his girlfriend Victoria.

Although Peter's Super Spider-Man identity is still kept secret from the outside world, Victoria has known Peter from the beginning, and knows everything about Peter, Sam and others. So instead of stopping her little boyfriend, she stood on tiptoe, kissed Peter affectionately on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "You must be careful."

"Don't worry, don't forget, your boyfriend is Super Spider-Man."

Encouraged by his girlfriend, Peter felt his whole body full of strength, gave Victoria a thumbs up, and then took a deep leap to leave.

At this time, the river channel was no different from the battlefield. The two robots shot at each other while racing. I don't know if their bullets are different from other normal bullets. When they are fired and hit the ground, they all burst into fireballs, just like a grenade exploded.

But obviously, although the police car driven by the T1000 is a high-powered Dodge sedan, it still can't keep up with the nimble motorcycle on the garbage-strewn and rough river. Gradually the two sides opened up the distance. As long as they got into the tunnel ahead, the T800 would be able to get rid of the surveillance of the helicopter overhead and take Connor away safely.

At this moment, T800 suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes, and Connor, who was originally in front of him, suddenly disappeared. Fortunately, there was a scream from above. T800 looked up and found that Connor was actually caught by a strange man in a masked tights, jumping and leaping into the distance.

"Wardfark?"

Even a robot couldn't help but swear.

The T800 turned its head around, passed the T1000, rushed up a drainage channel next to it, and rushed up the river embankment with a roar. But motorcycles can do this, and police cars are out of the question. T1000 had no choice but to jump out of the car, throw off his two long legs, and chase after Connor.

Connor felt as if he was making a volcano car, and before he could react, he was already in mid-air. Then it fell rapidly, and when it was almost on the ground, it flew up again. After two or three times like this, he vomited.

Yes, I really vomited.

So much so that Peter knew that Connor ate French fries and drank milk in the morning.

Fortunately, Peter stuck Connor's back with spider silk, which was equivalent to carrying him, so Connor didn't spit on Peter, but spit it all on himself in a flash, and there was no waste at all.

"Okay, boy, you're safe."

Finding a park, Peter put Connor down. I wanted to reach out and pat Connor on the shoulder, but after looking at him, I withdrew my hand: "By the way, don't forget that I am your good friend and neighbor, Super Spiderman, I will come to you later if you have any questions." Find me."

He glanced back: "It seems that the person who kidnapped you has come after you again, it's okay, you just wait here for the police to come, and that guy is handed over to me."

As he spoke, he jumped up and rushed towards T800.

"what?"

Connor's face was pale, he hadn't recovered from the "roller coaster", and he couldn't hear a word Peter said.

For T800, only Connor is the target he needs to protect, and other people who hinder him are obstacles. What's more, Peter was still wearing a weird masked tights, so he unceremoniously raised the muzzle of his gun, aimed at Peter and pulled the trigger.

"Aha, almost, so dangerous."

Peter nimbly turned around in the air, and then flicked his hands repeatedly, several white shadows flew out, turning into layers of spider silk, and glued to T800's face.

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