I'm a spy in the film

Bourne didn't understand why after he saved Captain Scarlett, not only did Scarlett not thank him, but instead had a sullen face and ignored him when he spoke.

Women really change their expressions as quickly as turning the pages of a book!

Bourne sighed in his heart. He didn't have the ability to read minds, so of course he didn't know that while Scarlett was listening to her colleagues' reports on the real-time situation, she was thinking about how to teach Bourne an unforgettable lesson.

The opportunity came soon.

They entered a corridor on the third floor together. Before they had walked halfway, a dozen guys armed with various semi-automatic submachine guns and automatic rifles emerged from the corridor. They shot at Bourne and Scarlett madly from the stairs, behind steel columns, and next to iron boxes. Bullets swept down the corridor like raindrops.

The leader was a tall man at the end of the passage, with his face tightly covered with a black sexy horse mask. He held two Desert Eagles in his hands, aimed at the other end of the passage, and ordered:

"Kill them!"

Bourne and Scarlett hid behind a set of metal storage boxes and looked at each other helplessly.

Bourne had no idea that Victor had recently secretly hired a security team as a backup, but Scarlett knew that this security team was sent by the global network platform company to secretly monitor Victor. However, they were now abandoned by Victor and used as scapegoats.

But she didn't expect that the firepower of this team was so strong that it suppressed the two of them and made them unable to move.

What's worse is that although his colleagues have tried their best to delay, the helicopter rental company Victor contacted is a subsidiary of the Continental Hotel. They can be slow, but they will never be too late. Otherwise, even if the employer doesn't say anything, the Continental Hotel will get rid of them.

"Bourne, we have to hurry, Victor's plane is about to reach the roof."

"What? How do you know?"

Scarlett lifted her right lip, and Bourne saw a half-moon-shaped white object attached to her right upper molar. "A bite-type intercom, our standard equipment."

“You have so much high technology there.”

Bourne said this with a rather sour tone, which inexplicably made Scarlett feel much better, but now the most critical problem has not been solved.

"The enemy's firepower is too strong, we can't rush out." Scarlett just leaned over to observe and almost got shot.

"How about waiting until the other side runs out of bullets?" Bourne suggested.

"It won't work." Scarlett shook her head. "Didn't you notice that except for the beginning when the enemy was firing at full force, now their gunfire has been reduced by half. What does this mean?"

"What does that mean?" Bourne had no experience with this kind of group combat, so he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"This means that the enemy's fire suppression is divided into batches. One group attacks while another group changes bullets. There will never be a time when the bullets are exhausted. Even if there is, Victor would have run away long ago."

Scarlett angrily punched the floor, feeling terrible. Damn it, is this mission today going to be abandoned halfway? Then this promotion opportunity that I fought so hard for will be ruined! I will definitely be laughed at by those guys who opened the parachute cord when I go back!

Bourne didn't say anything else, but instead felt the power of the fire element in his body with his heart.

Since obtaining the Book of Whispers, Bourne has insisted on reading it every day. Although his affinity with the fire element is still at the intermediate level, Bourne can feel that he is not far from breaking through the advanced level. Perhaps all he needs is an opportunity.

Now, the opportunity is just right.

Gunpowder, killing, and sin, these environments and emotions can best stimulate and mobilize the power of the fire element, and Bourne also needs to vent.

"Nichols, are all the surveillance here under your control?"

Scarlett was not surprised by Bourne's problem, because there were cameras everywhere and it was normal to see that the video was out of sync.

"That's right. All the cameras here have been taken over by our people. If you have any abilities, just use them. The better you do, the more you will get in the future."

Scarlett was also a little curious and wanted to see what cards Bourne had.

"Do you need me to do anything? Like help you attract fire?" Scarlett volunteered.

"No, that's not necessary. Just wait quietly."

Bourne felt the smell of gunpowder in the air, the fiery energy gathering and forming in the palm of his right hand;

It is a small red flame.

Gradually, the flickering little flame began to expand and became the size of a walnut. At the same time, its color gradually faded from red to orange and then to yellow, becoming a burning little fireball that was held up by Bourne and floated in the air.

"That's all?" Scarlett was a little disappointed, and the mystery of the group of magicians that General York solemnly mentioned in her heart suddenly disappeared for the most part.

"But the temperature is quite high, probably around 1000 to 2000 degrees. The strange thing is that I didn't feel any burning even though I was so close to it. What's the reason? Is this an illusion?"

A curiosity to study it carefully suddenly surged in Scarlett's heart. She really wanted to drag Bourne to her laboratory at the base right now to do a series of experiments.

Just as Scarlett was daydreaming, Bourne was already prepared. He closed his five fingers slightly, as if he was grabbing the fireball with his hand. He raised his wrist slightly, and the small fireball drew an arc in the air and floated towards the other end of the corridor.

"That's it!"

Scarlett's eyes were filled with disappointment. It looked like this mission was going to fail. She should call for support. She really didn't want to see the enthusiastic face of the person who opened the parachute cord.

Just when Scarlett was about to reconnect with the base and admit defeat,

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang and the whole building seemed to shake.

Immediately afterwards, a huge shock wave swept in all directions with countless fragments, and the corridor where Bourne and Scarlett were was the main outlet for venting.

"Wow—"

All the glass in this five-story building was shattered and poured down from the upper floors. All the windows on the third floor were broken. Countless broken arms, mechanical parts, smoke and fog gushed out from the big holes in the windows, just like a rain, falling all over the ground.

After a while, Bourne and Scarlett, who had been hugging each other and protecting each other's heads, separated. Both of them were covered with dust. Fortunately, the iron box where they were hiding was in a corner of the corridor, so they avoided the fate of being taken away by the shock wave.

However, the aftermath of the shock wave also put a lot of pressure on the two. Fortunately, they had good physical fitness. If they were weaker, they might have ended up with broken bones.

Without even having time to shake off the dust on her body, Scarlett hurriedly stuck her head out to look at the end of the corridor, which was now charred black. The twenty or thirty LCD monitors that originally hung all over the walls were now gone, and the host computers, tables and chairs next to them were nowhere to be seen. Even the iron ladder leading to the fourth floor and the steel frame platform on the third and a half floors had disappeared, replaced by puddles of red molten iron on the ground.

"This power, was it really caused by that small walnut-sized fireball?" Scarlett was stunned and even ignored the communication requests sent several times by the bite-type intercom on her teeth.