Chapter Seventy-Five: Cleaning Up The Trash
With a loud "boom", a figure fell straight from the cave. The appearance of this person had Finn Lewis twitching involuntarily. Zero had already said, the T800 was just a name given by Finn Lewis for easier understanding. But could you fucking explain why the hell you have to make this T800 look like Mr. Governor?
This damn thing, a feeling of complete incongruity washed over me! Finn was about to be speechless. Apparently, Zero was in a terrible mood. Fuck this. Everyone who knew the story was as bewildered as Finn. Not to mention the five men who had no clue what was going on, when suddenly a figure of Mr. Governor popped up, they were totally caught off guard. What the hell is this? Had the Terminator been brought into real life?
"Eliminate them; spare the one with the triangular eyes." Finn issued the command explicitly. The anger in his chest had been suppressed for so long; these scumbags could go to hell!!!
