I'm a spy in the film

Carrie clutched her clothes tightly, her teeth almost biting her lower lip to make it bleed.

"Carrie, you stinky bitch. You usually act cool, but today you actually stood us up. Don't think that you can get away with just an old man helping you. Get the hell off here! We are going to kill you one by one today! Hahaha!"

The man in the white suit pointed at this side with his stick, shaking his hips obscenely as he walked. A group of hooligans followed behind him and laughed obscenely, starting to make noises:

"Yeah, girl, come on down, we can't wait, haha"

"Ahahaha, little girl, you're not scared to pee, are you? Come down quickly, we'll help you wash!"

"Boss, the lights are bright here. Let Fatty drive the car over here. We'll do it one by one on the hood so that the old man can have a good look."

"Hehehe, maybe that old man will want to get in too after seeing this, hahaha!"

The other party shouted obscenities without any scruples, as if trying to break the psychological defenses of the two people in the truck in this way. However, although these thugs spoke arrogantly, their steps were much slower. They were not like the men in white suits, striding towards the side.

On the contrary, they all had cautious expressions on their faces, holding sticks, knives and other weapons in their hands, and quietly formed a semicircle in twos and threes, slowly surrounding this side.

The gangsters who can successfully survive in the Texas gangs are not stupid. They know that in Texas, truck drivers who dare to travel long distances alone are ruthless people who are not easy to mess with. If you mess with them, you will be finished if you are not careful. These old drivers are as skilled at killing and destroying bodies as eating and drinking water!

Under the illumination of the truck headlights, a group of clowns looked grotesque and fierce on the outside but weak on the inside. Looking at their ugly performance, Bourne resisted the urge to hit them to death with his foot on the accelerator and sneered in his heart:

Just for these few words, I will definitely treat you well later. You will only stay in the orthopedic department of the hospital for three months. As for filling your teeth? Wait until you are discharged from the hospital!

Turning around to tell Carrie something, he found that Carrie, who had dark circles under her eyes, had red eyes and her voice was choked:

"I'm sorry, Bourne, I got you into trouble... I'm sorry!"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

Women are really made of water!

Girl, what are you imagining? It's like a life-and-death separation!

Bourne was both angry and amused.

Come on, girl, do it again.

Without saying a word, Bourne put his big hands on Carrie's little head and rubbed it hard, making her soft long hair messy.

"What are you doing?"

Carrie was very angry at first, but soon, the negative emotions that had been growing in her heart disappeared as if they were sucked away by a vacuum cleaner.

Bourne also felt the dark energy gathering in his palm. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart:

This little girl has such a bad temper. How could she generate so much energy in such a short time? What is this?

Never mind, just comfort the little girl first!

Seeing Carrie squinting comfortably like a kitten being stroked, Bourne smiled and was about to tell Carrie something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the fastest man in a white suit approaching the front of the car, holding a baseball bat high up. The metallic luster of the bat was gleaming under the headlights, and he was about to smash the bat against the hood...

"Oh no"!

Bourne shouted anxiously, almost breaking his voice.

The baseball bat hit the mirror-smooth hood hard, making a crisp sound.

"Hahaha"

The man in the white suit laughed wildly, feeling extremely happy. He turned around and called his younger brothers, shouting:

"Come on, smash them all for me, give them all to me..."

As if he realized something was wrong, he turned around hurriedly and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, so close that he was startled.

However, before the man in white suit could see clearly the appearance of the person coming.

“…Go to hell!”

Along with a roar, the man in the white suit felt a pain in his chin, and a pair of big feet kicked him hard in the jaw, "Wang Defa..."

The next moment, he felt as if he was riding on clouds, his whole body flying into the air. In mid-air, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The thugs who had let down their guard and surrounded the cage, laughing and shouting loudly, seemed to be strangled by the neck at the same time. They all lost their voices and stared in amazement at the boss in the white suit whose feet were kicked off the ground, with several white teeth flying in the air.

Who is this person? He is so cruel that he can kick an adult man weighing more than 170 pounds into the air?

If this kick lands on me...

Thinking of that horrible scene, several gangsters shuddered all over.

It was not until the boss's body fell heavily to the ground with a dull thud, waking up the group of thugs, that a few smart ones went to see the murderer who caused all this, but Bourne had disappeared.

At this time, Bourne had used the opportunity of attracting the other party's attention with his white suit, and quietly circled behind the gangsters, swung his long legs, and kicked out in a series of lightning strikes like a spinning windmill, aiming at the gangsters' knees, perineum, and waist, these vulnerable places, fiercely and silently.

In just a few seconds, half of the dozen or so thugs fell down.

"hiss--"

The remaining thugs finally reacted and waved their weapons to fight back, but they were no match for Bourne. What's more, being kicked in the testicles made the pain more lasting. In just a moment, the remaining thugs followed in the footsteps of their previous companions.

In less than a minute, a group of poor people were lying on the ground, with their hands covering their crotch, their eyes rolled back, and their mouths hissing with cold air.

In order to generate some income for the orthopedic surgeons in Austin, Bourne broke a leg and an arm of each guy, ensuring that they could neither pursue immediately nor stay in bed for a hundred days.

Finally, in order to ease the thugs' pain, Bourne was kind enough to kick each thug in the temple or the back of the head to ensure that no one would wake up for a short time. Then he walked leisurely towards the only fat thug who escaped the disaster because he did not get off the car.

At this moment, Carrie in the car opened her sexy mouth wide, and her eyes were full of the back of the man walking slowly among the crowd lying on the ground outside the car. He was so tall; and his buttocks wrapped in jeans were so sexy!

A hero saving a beautiful girl is an effective way to win a woman's heart, which has been proven by countless ancestors, and today is no exception.

Since she discovered that she had a dark physique, no one except her mother could enter Carrie's heart like Bourne did today. From this moment on, Bourne was the light in her dark heart. Carrie said that no one could change this fact.

"Bern, Bern," Carrie touched her lips, her face flushed, and whispered to herself, "This is the best graduation gift I have received today! Thank you!"