I'm a spy in the film

After calming down, Bourne started the engine. The truck under him made a huge roar. He pulled the gear lever and the car began to move forward. At this moment.

"Ah! There's a snake!"

A scream far louder than the roar of an engine suddenly exploded in Bourne's ears, like a mental attack, piercing into Bourne's brain and leaving him without feeling in his right ear.

What's even more terrifying is that the cab of this Mark Anthem heavy truck is extremely well sealed. The shrill female voice that continues to rise echoes back and forth in the cab of less than two square meters, shaking the tightly sealed window glass and making Bourne's head buzz!

（@伩@╬）+1+1+1……

Bourne's expression was distorted and veins on his forehead were throbbing. It took great willpower to steady the slipping steering wheel, step on the brakes, and avoid a car accident.

But before he could recover from the tinnitus and dizziness, a fragrant breeze blew in his face, and the guy who made such a terrible noise suddenly jumped up from the passenger seat and rushed towards the driver's seat with extremely fast speed.

Bourne's right hand was grasping the gear lever and shifting gears at this moment. It was too late for him to block. In a flash, without thinking, he swung his empty left hand and punched in the direction of the black shadow.

The punch hit the black shadow right on the head, causing his body to freeze for a second and even stopping the sonic attack he had been emitting.

But the next second, "Ah——Ah——"

A scream that was higher and sharper than before, and even more miserable, was heard. Even Bourne, a tough guy with a heart of stone, had to cover his ears with his index finger. If he listened carefully, he could hear a hint of crying in the scream. The hands were dancing wildly, and his hair was disheveled...

Is this a female ghost?

For a moment, the mysterious priest, the eerie white fog, the strange town, the dark and windy moon, the long-haired female ghost, and other classic scenes from the few horror movies he had seen in his previous life emerged in his mind one by one. Bourne only felt his mouth dry and his brain, which was already dizzy from the sonic attack, became even more confused. He could not believe that he was almost fifty years old in his two lives, and today he encountered a ghost!

Although his brain had stopped working, his body instincts developed through years of training were still there. Feeling that the ghost girl's voice had become a little quieter, Bourne got the courage from somewhere. His left hand shot out like lightning and grabbed the ghost girl's arm, which was waving in the air due to pain. With a sudden tug, the ghost girl's whole body was pulled sideways into the air, flew half a meter and landed in Bourne's arms.

Before the female ghost could wake up from her dizziness, a strong and sturdy arm stretched out from behind and strangled her neck tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Like a person who is about to drown, the female ghost desperately slapped and scratched the arm that was strangling her neck, but to no avail. The arm was like cast copper or iron. Not only did it not waver at all, it was slowly tightening. The female ghost felt stars in her eyes and her breathing became increasingly difficult, as if she was going to suffocate at any moment.

All of a sudden, all kinds of grievances surged into her heart, and tears could no longer be controlled and burst out, rolling down her cheeks and dripping onto Bourne's arm.

But Bourne seemed to feel nothing and ignored the struggle of the person under him. Instead, he had the leisure to use his free left hand to answer the phone that had just rung.

"Hey, Dad, guess what I caught on your car, it's a..."

Before he could finish his words, Nord's machine-gun-like voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Listen to me, little brat. There's a girl in the car named Carrie who's going to Houston, but she got on the wrong bus. Her wallet and ID were stolen. Take her to San Antonio and buy her a plane ticket to Houston.

She took me to the clinic in the afternoon. She was soaked by the rain. She might still be sleeping now. Don’t wake her up!

Also, take care of my baby Anthem, Toot! "

… …

In the quiet cab, Nord's voice was loud enough for the two people in the small space to hear clearly what was said on the phone, even without the speakerphone on.

Okay, the misunderstanding has been resolved. It turns out we are all family. That’s fine!

No wonder!

There was no time when Bourne wished time could go back more than now. He felt that what he was strangling was not a person, but a red-hot iron. What was dripping on his right arm was not tears, but holy water that made him so ashamed that he could fall into hell!

Fortunately, Bourne did not panic due to his years of experience. He obviously understood that silence was better than words at this moment. He gently stretched out his arms, and his left hand quietly touched the switch of the roof light.

"brush!"

The sudden light made the two people in the car squint their eyes at the same time, but Bourne, who was facing away from the light, was able to see the other person's appearance first, which made his eyes widen instantly.

The person lying on top of him was not a female ghost, but a young girl wearing a T-shirt and jeans, who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

With long eyelashes, a straight nose and a delicate face, she held Bourne's arm tightly with both hands, because that was not only the "murder weapon" that had strangled her until her eyes rolled back, but also a solid evidence of his crime!

Bourne tried to pull his right arm free, but the girl was holding him very tightly. If he moved a little too vigorously, he would accidentally touch the girl's high chest. Bourne was so scared that he dared not move and could only maintain this awkward posture.

Well, if you do something wrong, I, Bourne, will take the blame and accept the punishment!

But the girl did not continue to move. Instead, she closed her eyes in resignation, her long eyelashes trembling constantly, and two lines of clear tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes like spring water, flowing down her cheeks, gurgling onto Bourne's arm, and then dripping down, soon wetting a large area of ​​her clothes on her chest.

The engine was turned off at this time, and the entire cab became completely quiet. Only the girl's low whimpering was particularly clear in the quiet night.

What if I hit the wrong person? What if I hit the wrong girl? What if I hit the wrong person and the girl cried and held her arms and refused to let go?

In his previous life, Bourne was a policeman in the Celestial Empire. Not to mention beating women, even if he saw a woman being beaten, he would step forward to stop it. He has never beaten a woman since he traveled through time.

Although he had dated many girlfriends with different styles in this life, this was the first time he had encountered an incident like today.

Just as Bourne's brain was racing, trying to come up with a win-win solution, a faint black mist, invisible to the naked eye, quietly emerged from under the girl, filled the small cab, and unknowingly enveloped the two people inside.

Bourne felt his whole body wrapped in coolness, and then, an impulse called tyranny rushed straight to his head. Bourne felt that his senses and thoughts were magnified, and a nameless fire suddenly arose. He now wanted to yell and smash everything crazily.

The girl's pitiful appearance at this moment made everything even more exciting.

Just when Bourne was about to pick up something and throw it around, suddenly, the nameplate hung by his father on the rearview mirror was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, and he calmed down instantly.

Damn, why do I suddenly have such a weird idea?

Even if I scratch the car a little, I guess my dad will give me a good scolding, right?

Thinking of the experience of being kicked in the butt by his father when he was a child, Bourne shuddered involuntarily. He took the opportunity to quickly loosen the arm that was strangling the girl's neck, and took the initiative to help the girl stand up and lean her against the back of the chair.

Do I have a fever?

Bourne touched his forehead and found it was at normal temperature. Hmm, what about the girl? He put his hand on her forehead and felt a shudder run through his body. In his mind, messages flashed across the screen:

Dark source overflow detected, should it be absorbed?

Dark source overflow detected, should it be absorbed?

Dark source overflow detected, should it be absorbed?

The host does not respond. The system determines that the source material is harmless to the host and assumes that the host agrees to the absorption. 100 Tiandao points are deducted and the absorption begins!

……

At this moment, Carrie, who was still using her dark talent with all her strength, did not notice that the black mist that she unconsciously controlled began to dissipate as soon as it left her body. They were pulled by a powerful suction force and rushed to one place, which was none other than the palms of Bourne's hands.

Near the door of the cab, Bourne lowered his left hand, and the black mist that filled the cab was like a greedy insect smelling the fragrance, and it drilled into his palm;

At the same time, a sticky black substance like asphalt that had been accumulating in the girl's body for many years seemed to be inspired by something and woke up from its stillness. It flowed within the girl's body to the top of her forehead, and was absorbed when it reached the place where Bourne's palm was pressed.

Outside the car, perhaps because the wind had stopped or the moonlight had become brighter, the mottled and swaying shadows of the trees disappeared, leaving only some sneaky creatures in the quiet darkness, as if they were afraid of something in the cab and quietly retreated.

If Bourne paid close attention, he would have discovered that the area around the gas station was a parking lot and there were no trees at all!

But the two people in the car didn't care about all this at the moment. They just sat there immersed in the silence.

Bourne put his hand on the girl's forehead. Both of them closed their eyes and said nothing. There was only the sound of their pounding heartbeats.

Bourne only felt a cool energy like the night flowing from the girl into his body continuously. He seemed to have merged into the darkness and was like a fish in water.

Carrie also felt like she had put down a heavy burden. She felt that all the negative emotions such as repression, tyranny, bloodthirstiness, etc. that had accumulated in her body for many years were now released. Instead, she felt an incomparable sense of relaxation and comfort after washing away the dirt.

No one had ever given her this feeling of security and relaxation. She felt that the punch marks on her face didn't hurt so much anymore.

……

It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the huge roar of the engine was heard again in the quiet town.

The cobalt blue Mark Anthem truck roared out of the town and rushed onto the highway, leaving the still quiet town behind. When the headlights completely disappeared in the white mist, there were several pairs of eyes in the windows of every house, staring at the direction where the road ended out of the town.