I'm a spy in the film

The ghost baby Raji's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his small body suddenly bounced up like a cannonball, rushing towards Bourne with a vicious wind. He also insidiously put the hand holding the dagger behind his back, ready to give a surprise to this guy who dared to hurt him.

However, what greeted it was not astonishment, panic, or despair and helplessness, but a smiling face that showed a successful scheme and a red palm, and, in the palm, a red ball - a fireball?

At first glance, it was just a flame the size of a peanut, but in the blink of an eye, the small flame grew bigger and bigger, and finally became the size of a dinner plate when it covered its stunned face.

"boom--"

The huge explosion made Bourne's ears ring. The fan-shaped shock wave spread rapidly in all directions with the ghost baby Raji's face as the center. The strong wind made the big trees at the edge of the open space rustle, and countless birds flapped their wings and flew high in the darkness, making sharp cries.

Bourne just kept the middle-school pose of bending his right leg, pushing his left foot, and pushing his right palm forward, not moving at all. It was not that he wanted to pose cool, but he really couldn't move.

When Bourne blasted out the fireball just now, he felt both pain and joy. The power of the flame flowed violently in his body, as if his blood vessels were burning. And at the moment of the fireball, he felt a sense of relaxation throughout his body, as if his soul was sublimating. In common parlance, his "soul is flying!"

"No wonder the gods in the novels about cultivating immortals have given up sexual desire. The feeling of release is really addictive!" Bourne felt secretly happy for a while, but when he wanted to retract his hand, he found that his right palm seemed to be fixed in the air, and a strange thing was pouring into his body through the palm of his right hand.

Although the feeling of being entered is very comfortable, but what exactly is it?

Just when Bourne was puzzled, there was a "ding" sound, and Bourne suddenly felt that he had regained control of his body. He closed his palms, stood at attention, and took a deep breath. Then he felt as if there was a foreign object in his hand, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing.

Without time to think about it, Bourne hurried forward to check on the ghost baby Raji. Under the bleak moonlight, the center of the explosion was in a mess, with broken grass and soil everywhere on the ground. The trees not far away that were swept by the shock wave of the explosion had lost most of their leaves, and it looked very miserable.

After confirming that there were no large pieces of Chucky's remains on the ground and that it had indeed been shattered to pieces, Bourne stuck out his tongue, said "sorry" to the air, and hurried down the mountain. If he didn't want to spend the night in the mountains, he had to return to school before the Chucky's aura dissipated. There was no GPRS positioning here, and finding the way in the mountains at night was not an easy task.

Shortly after Bourne left, two figures slowly walked out of the woods on one side.

The first one was a blonde woman. She was wearing a blue women's suit with her top open, revealing a white silk V-neck shirt underneath. The neckline was very wide open, showing off her proud cleavage.

Following behind her was a man carrying a black child on his back. It was Banning, whom Bourne knew. The two of them saw Bourne rubbing his hands into a fireball and hitting his face.

"Thank you for this time," Banning's hoarse voice sounded first.

"Remember to owe me a favor." The woman's voice was a little hoarse, but very pleasant.

Banning said nothing, as if agreeing.

The two men walked to the center of the explosion and checked the remaining traces without making a sound.

The woman thought for a moment, her brows relaxed, and a smile appeared in the corners of her eyes. She lit a ladies' cigarette, took a deep breath elegantly, exhaled lightly, and then threw the half-smoked cigarette back casually.

The cigarette spontaneously combusted in the air at an extremely fast speed, and before it hit the ground it turned into a pile of ashes, which were blown away by the night wind and disappeared.

At this time, Banning finished his observation, turned to the woman and said:

"We didn't kill him this time. He ran away again."

"A stray dog ​​with only half its life left can't cause any trouble."

Banning was silent for a moment, then said:

"Congratulations, you have gained a very promising subordinate!"

The woman did not answer, but asked: "Are you really not willing to help me?"

Banning shook his head. "I'm just a small clerk in the Ministry of Finance now. I can't do anything!"

The woman was not angry, she just said: "You know in your heart that you will come back eventually, it's just a matter of time, don't let the blood in your body be buried!"

After saying that, she snapped her fingers, and a small whirlwind appeared out of nowhere on the open ground, making the messy ground from the explosion even more messy. The woman glanced at Banning, turned around and left in the direction she came from.

When Banning saw the woman leave, he didn't hesitate, but lifted the child on his back and chased in the direction Bourne left.

Bourne, unaware of all this, ran through the forest, his mind filled with the heroic sight of himself throwing the fireball. Several times when he thought of how proud he was of himself, he couldn't help laughing. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise he would have really died.

Only when I saw the bright lights of the school in the distance did I gradually slow down my pace, letting the evening breeze take away the excess heat from my fevered head.

Bourne calmed down and began to think about what happened tonight and what it meant:

"First of all, the existence of evil spirits means that even in a densely populated metropolis like New York, it is not so safe. We must strengthen the protection of ourselves and our families. Father Nord is needless to say. With the relationship with Father Marcos, it shouldn't be a problem. As for mother Connie, I don't know if they have any reliable helpers.

Secondly, the authorities have always known about the extraordinary power, but they just kept it a secret, and they have their own extraordinary team. Old Joe vaguely mentioned that his student, Deputy Director Lewinster, has some special abilities. Could he be someone from the special department in New York? How can I test him without offending him? I don't know what she likes, and what benefits can I get from it? "

"Which old man? What's the benefit?"

While he was pondering secretly, he was suddenly asked a question in his ear. Bourne was so shocked that his whole body stiffened. He turned around and saw that it was the middle-aged man Banning.

He had taken off his coat and was only wearing a white shirt. He was carrying a black child of about 11 or 12 years old on his back. The child had fallen asleep and must be his godson, Tyler.

"Ahem, shall we go back together?"

Seeing the changing mood on Bourne's face, Banning knew that it was not a good habit for him to follow others quietly like this, so he coughed and quickly changed the subject.

Bourne didn't know how much of his words were heard, but it didn't matter, because Benning was a much more experienced detective than himself, and his knowledge was just common sense in his eyes. On the contrary, he might need to consult and rely on this person in the future.

Thinking of this, Bourne said quickly: "I was distracted just now. Let's go together, let's go together!"

Ten minutes later, the two returned to school. The principal had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw that they had brought Taylor back safely, the smile on his face became more sincere.

The principal briefly recounted what happened after they set out: not long after Bourne set out, the cadets who received the notice were safely withdrawn one after another. Half an hour ago, the last two teams of the red and blue teams also returned to the school under the leadership of the instructors. The injured military academy assistant Sheldon received good treatment and his injuries were not serious.

All those who knew about the situation were given a gag order: they could only say that it was an ordnance malfunction or an accidental discharge of the gun, and nothing else was known!

At this time, medical staff came and took Taylor away from Banning's back for examination. Banning followed them, and Bourne, led by a young sergeant, went to the room arranged by the school to rest.

The room was decorated in a simple and elegant style, and there was a pleasant smell. I don't know what kind of incense was used, but Bourne, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness, was very satisfied with the room.

Somehow, he felt full of energy when he was running down the mountain in the woods just now. Now, lying on the bed and about to check the system information, he felt sleepy. Bern suddenly felt extremely tired and soon fell into a deep sleep.