I'm a spy in the film

"Oops, those normal people."

As soon as he kicked out, Bourne felt something was wrong.

The touch from the soles of his feet told Bourne that it was not a soft belly, but a hard back.

Could it be that this guy has been fighting with his back facing me?

How else to explain the fact that the other person was able to touch his knees and heels with the back of his head when he leaned back several times? How else to explain the other person's strange body movements?

If the opponent had been fighting with his back to everyone, that would make sense.

But this raises another question: How did she see other people's movements from behind? Don't say that the other person has eyes behind him!

Before Bourne could continue thinking, screams and exclamations were heard in the hall.

As expected, that guy kicked me on purpose, with the intention of getting rid of me and slaughtering ordinary people.

Bourne rushed forward.

But at this time, the service hall had become a bloody hell.

Under the bright moonlight, a black shadow was running, spinning, and jumping on the office desk in the hall. The dagger shining with golden light cut one person's throat, and before the blood could spurt out, the dagger stabbed into the chest of another person.

The shadow man swung the hand holding the dagger back with force, and the man spurted blood and fell to the ground.

A man yelled and raised the computer with both hands and smashed it towards the black shadow man.

The shadowy figure jumped onto the desk, gently supported his hands on the table, and came to the man lightly like a deer running through the woods, and slashed the dagger from bottom to top at a high speed.

"Swish--" The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through clothes and flesh could be heard clearly in this noisy hall.

In the darkness, the man stood still, blood gushing out of his chest, and his entire upper body fell backwards.

After slashing the sword, the shadow figure did not stop. She flashed to the side of an armed police officer and swung the sword to cut off the police officer's right arm.

He grabbed the right arm and used it as a hidden weapon to smash it at the person who came to support him from behind, hitting him in the face, and the blood covered his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the shadowy figure took a big step to dodge the bullet shot from somewhere, came to a pillar, and stabbed a person hiding there.

Then, using the man's body as a shield, he rushed to the police officer while facing the gunfire from a police officer not far away. With a flash of golden light, the dagger went in through his chin and out through the top of his head.

The body of the unfortunate policeman was thrown aside, and the black shadow man's loose hair was blown to both sides by the breeze, revealing an ugly and terrifying face.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse of the face under the moonlight, Bourne could see it clearly. It was like a face growing on the brain. There was no nose, only two eyes of different sizes and a wide open mouth. It could barely be considered a face.

too ugly!

At this time, the police officers also organized themselves. They lined up with their backs against the wall, and fired their P229s in the direction of the black figure.

Although this volley of gunfire forced the shadow man to run back and forth between the desk and the supporting pillars, everyone present knew that this was only a stopgap measure. The bullets would eventually run out, and that would be the time for the shadow man to launch an attack.

I just hope that this volley of gunfire can make the shadow man realize how powerful I am and scare him away!

However, no one can hide their little thoughts.

The sound of gunfire quickly became sparse, and the figure in black was getting closer and closer to the wall where the police officers were.

Just as the shadowy figure leaped over an office desk like a Dongguan boy and rushed towards a female police officer in the corner with a sword, a figure rushed out from behind a pillar behind the door.

The last come first.

He rushed to the two people at a speed that was even faster than the shadow man, kicked the shadow man in the waist, and kicked her into the air.

"It's Supervisor Bourne!" Officer Rubin exclaimed.

The shadow man's body was still in the air when Bourne's second attack arrived.

This time, Bourne did not choose a bold and aggressive fighting style, because the shadow woman was faster than him. In order to prevent her from hurting innocent people again, he could only use close combat to entangle the opponent.

Moreover, Bourne also discovered that although this shadow man was fast, responsive, and his movements were strange and unexpected, all his attacks and dodges were based on instinct, and he had not received any professional training, so some feints and tricks to deceive attacks and dodges were very effective.

Just like that, under the shocked gaze of the survivors in the hall, Bourne actually pinned the shadow man down and beat him!

And he kept pushing the shadow man towards the corner.

At this moment, someone quietly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at this side.

Bourne's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells.

He didn't bother to check who the threat came from, he only knew it came from behind him.

Amid the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Bourne made a fake punch to trick the shadowy figure into retreating. Instead of advancing, he retreated, his body flashed, and he disappeared behind an office desk.

what happened?

The fight was going well, why...

"boom!"

The sound of a gunshot resolved everyone's doubts.

Where Bourne had been, pieces of debris flew up.

Who shot and why?

All the police and prisoners were angry!

Just as the shadow man was about to surrender, someone actually shot at the only savior who could suppress this murderer.

What is this person's intention?

But time waits for no one.

The shadow man took advantage of this brief opportunity and made two consecutive leaps to escape from the corner of the wall, avoiding being suppressed further. He disappeared into the darkness and completely disappeared without a trace.

At this time, everyone also found the person who fired the shot - a fat police officer in the middle of the hall.

"I, I didn't mean to do that. I was trying to help him."

the fat policeman stammered.

His explanation was so pale, but no one cared about him anymore.

Because the shadow man exploded!

Perhaps it was the anger accumulated from being beaten by Bourne before, or perhaps the awakening of his brutal nature stimulated the small universe in his body. Small blue arcs of electricity flashed on the black shadow man, making him particularly conspicuous in the dark hall.

The shadow figure moved, and her speed increased again.

If the shadow woman's speed before was like that of an ordinary car running at 120 on the highway, then now, her speed is like that of a car god running at 180 in a rally.

The black shadow figure flashed a few times and came to the place closest to him, where a few surviving gangsters were hiding.

It was impossible to see how the black shadow man moved. Two heads flew up and blood sprayed towards the ceiling like a fountain.

The shadow man paused for a moment in the blood rain, seeming to enjoy it particularly, and raised his face to feel the feeling of being moistened by the blood.

"Don't be in a daze, beat her to death!"

Bourne's angry shout woke up the policemen who were still leaning against the wall with cold hands and feet.

Damn, this guy was already incredibly fast, and now he’s even faster. What should I do?

It's all that fat guy's fault. That gun of yours was definitely aimed at that young man. If it weren't for you, this monster would have been shot to death by the young man long ago!

Damn it, if I don’t die today, I will kill you fat guy when I get back.

Seeing how powerful the shadow man was, everyone took out their anger on the fat policeman who had fired the shot earlier. Fortunately, they still remembered to deal with the shadow man first, and they all replaced the bullets in their guns that had just been emptied.

Sheriff Rubin was closest to Bourne. He suddenly had an idea and asked Bourne, "It's too dark here. We can't see clearly. How's your shooting? I feel like your vision is not obstructed. How about you use my gun!"

"Okay, give it to me!"

Bourne took the SIG Sauer P229 handed over by Sheriff Rubin without any further ado.

"And mine, hero, use mine too." A female police officer also handed over her service pistol.

"Hide well!"

Bourne took the gun and only had time to give some instructions before he quickly ran towards the shadow man, as the other party's blood fountain gradually stopped and the shadow man started to move again.

As if wanting to leave Bourne and the armed police officers for last, the shadow man did not move towards the police officers, but instead attacked the gangsters hiding nearby.

In the time it took Bourne to take the gun and run over, three more thugs had their throats slashed, and one had his heart pulled out alive by a shadowy figure piercing his chest with one hand.