I'm a spy in the film

After learning that the other party was from the Vipers, a newly emerging small gang in Austin, Bourne lost interest.

Austin is a university town, and its law and order are among the best in the country. There are no big gangs. There are many small gangs like the Viper Gang, but they are completely powerless. They pose no threat to me who is about to work in New York.

After cleaning up the scene, Bourne returned to the cab and saw Carrie's blushing face, looking at him expectantly, her expression seemed to say:

"If you ask me to be your girlfriend right now, I'll say yes!"

Bourne had encountered this kind of expression and this kind of scene countless times in middle school and college. In response, he used the skill of changing the subject very experiencedly:

"Carrie, if you are tired, there is a small bed in the back car. You can lie down for a while. When you wake up, you will arrive in San Antonio. I have to leave immediately. This batch of goods must be delivered on time!"

Carrie knelt on the chair and stared at Bourne angrily. After a long time, she snorted coldly, but still listened to Bourne's words and went to catch up on her sleep. She was exhausted today.

In this way, Carrie stepped on the floor with her bare white feet and stomped on the floor twice on purpose, but instead of making any sound, it made her feet hurt.

Carrie got even angrier!

After calming down the anger that had just arisen from the attack, Bourne started the car again.

There is a "friend" who is giving me a headache in the place I am going to, and I am worrying about what to do. Who has the time to notice what a little girl is thinking?

It's just a young girl's love affair, a stage that every young person has to go through. It will get better on its own after a while. Wouldn't it be better to focus on studying?

Suddenly, a pair of white arms of a young girl stretched out from behind and wrapped around Bourne's neck. Then, Carrie kissed Bourne hard on the cheek with a "bo" sound.

Then, the girl giggled and shrank back, pulling the curtain that was covering her eyes, and rolled around excitedly on the small bed at the back as if she had won a battle.

Listening to the girl's cheerful laughter, Bourne's mood inexplicably improved. He pulled his earlobe, put the car in gear, bypassed the human-shaped garbage pile on the road, and got back on the road.

However, what Bourne and Carrie didn't know when they left was that a gray mist quickly enveloped the place, like a shark smelling blood.

When the fat man who was knocked unconscious last in the car slowly woke up from his coma, the first thing he noticed was the thick white fog that covered everything outside the car. He put his face close to the window, trying to see farther with the help of the headlights, but it was of no use as the fog blocked everything.

Just as he was about to roll down the car window and call out to his companions lying on the ground outside, the most horrifying scene he had ever seen in his life appeared:

A pale face suddenly stuck to the glass outside the window. It was a man in a white suit. He looked coldly at the fat man with lifeless eyes, and slowly opened his mouth. Through the gaping mouth with most of the teeth missing, the fat man was horrified to find that several thick hemp ropes as thick as pencils were stretching out from the throat of the man in the white suit like nimble and naughty little snakes, hitting on the car window with a snapping sound, and cracks soon appeared on the window.

"Do not--"

The fat man closed his eyes and let out a shrill scream helplessly. He hoped that this was just a nightmare, but neither his voice nor the light from the car lights could be heard at all, and were completely drowned out in the white mist.

Soon, when the fog dissipated, all the people on the road had disappeared, leaving only three empty SUVs, scattered straw and several bullet shells, proving that something seemed to have happened here just now.

At the same time, at the other end of the road cut off by the white fog, Nicholson, one of the twelve black-robed deacons of the Dallas branch of the Baptist Church, watched helplessly as a dozen of his men were swallowed up by the suddenly expanding white fog.

Although they could still vaguely see the swaying figures of their companions in the white fog, no one dared to rush in to rescue them, because those who had entered before had never come out again.

The white mist, like a terrifying white demon, could devour everything, including people, sounds, and even light, leaving only the lucky ones who could run fast to watch it all happen helplessly.

Nicholson trembled as he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and said in a trembling voice, "Father, the barrier has suddenly expanded. There's really something wrong with the seal!"

……

At five o'clock in the morning, Bourne glanced at Carrie who was still sleeping behind him, and then looked ahead, which was also the destination of this trip - Mason Manor in the northeast corner of San Antonio.

The gate of the manor was brightly lit, and the guards at the gate were strong and muscular, and each of them was armed with live ammunition. It was more like a private fortress than a private manor.

After checking the relevant procedures, Bourne drove into the manor smoothly. However, the deeper he went, the more guilty he felt.

At this moment, Bourne just wanted to complete the handover quickly and leave here. It would be best if he didn't see any acquaintances!

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. As soon as the car stopped at the usual place in the backyard, a group of burly men rushed out from the house next door and surrounded him and his car.

"Hi, Terry!"

Bourne jumped out of the car, ignoring the guards with fierce expressions, and walked straight towards a young man standing under the eaves. He was wearing a plaid shirt and vest with a sapphire brooch on his chest.

"Bourne! How dare you come here?"

The young man named Terry had a serious expression but a smile in the corner of his eyes. He punched Bourne hard on the shoulder, but Bourne seemed to feel nothing and his body did not move at all.

"You're getting stronger again!"

Terry laughed and gave Bourne a big hug. After they separated, he waved to his men to go back to work, and he took Bourne to the window and poured him a glass of wine.

"Why is it you, where is Father Nord?"

Bourne picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp: "He was injured on the way, so he called me."

Terry was surprised: "Dad is injured? Is it serious? Who did it?"

"It's not serious. He'll be fine in a few days. I'll leave the car with you and let him drive it himself later."

"OK, no problem."

"Terry, one more thing..."

Just as Bourne was about to speak, he found Carrie clutching her coat tightly and running towards him in a panic. When she got to him, she slipped and lost her balance. If Bourne hadn't grabbed her arm in time, she would have fallen flat on her face.

However, after being helped up by Bourne, Carrie followed Bourne closely and stood behind him, like a little tail that could not be shaken off.

Uh... we have to leave quickly now!

Bourne made up his mind.

Facing Terry's unfriendly gaze, Bourne looked around cautiously for a long time. When he didn't see the familiar figure, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, everything can be saved!

Terry, who was standing aside, looked at Bourne who was always cautious and ready to run away at any time, and could not help but twitching his lips. He knew too well the reason why his childhood friend acted at that moment. However, there are some things that you cannot avoid just because you want to. It depends on who you have offended, Terry thought secretly.

Bourne quickly briefed Terry on what happened, then dragged Carrie from behind to the two of them, ignoring the reluctance in Carrie's eyes, and asked Terry to send someone to get Carrie on the plane as soon as possible.

"No problem! I will definitely help you with what my father asked me to do!"

Terry wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to his men. Suddenly, he changed the subject and asked, "Bourne, when are you going to leave?"

"I have something urgent to do. I have to leave right now!"

"My sister, what are you going to do? Last time you..."

"Next time, let's talk about this next time. Before she knows I'm here, lend me a car!"

Bourne felt increasingly panic-stricken. He didn't know why, but ever since he entered the manor, he had felt a murderous aura surrounding him, which reached its peak when Carrie appeared and threw herself into his arms.

At that moment, Bourne seemed to truly feel a sharp murderous aura like a dagger made of the coldest ice, pressing against his vitals, but no matter how Bourne observed, he did not find anything unusual, and the people around him did not move.

Strange!

But it's still too dangerous here. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. It's better to leave as soon as possible, preferably before everyone knows that he is coming.

Just as Bourne urged Terry again to prepare the car and fill up the gas, Terry did not answer, but just shrugged and gave him a helpless look.

The hairs on Bourne's neck stood up immediately, and a very familiar hoarse female voice sounded from behind him:

"Where are you going? Bourne! Uh-!"

The last sound came from the nasal cavity, like the attachment of a lover, the coquettishness of a young girl, and the domineering of a queen, which made the people present tremble all over.

As if the pause button had been pressed, Bourne's entire body froze there. After a while, he showed a wry smile on his face, turned around, and called out the man's name:

"Selina!"

The person who appeared before Bourne was a beautiful and sexy woman wearing a royal blue cross-strap dress.

She had bright eyes and was gentle and charming. She stood not far behind Bourne, her light amber eyes gazing at him so intently, as if they were the only two of them there at that moment. Anyone could see how deeply she loved Bourne.

"Selena!" Bourne woke up from his brief trance of surprise and called out softly again.

There was no answer, but a small hand as white as milk was gently raised.

Bourne showed helplessness, knelt on one knee, and like an ancient knight receiving an honor, he held up the soft little hand with both hands and kissed the back of the hand gently.

"Giggle!"

This beautiful woman, who had the looks of a young girl yet exuded a mature temperament, smiled brilliantly. The radiance she radiated in an instant was like spring returning to the earth, which made Bourne a little dazed for a moment.

Selena was very satisfied with Bourne's performance. She turned around gently, with her dark brown hair thrown high up and spread behind her. Bourne was held by Selena's hand and followed her obediently into the depths of the manor. The two of them just left everyone else there as if no one was around.

Seeing that they had come to an empty corridor, Bourne could not help but said, "Um, Selena, I have something else to do..."

As if she already knew what Bourne was going to say, Selena, who was walking in front, turned around and looked at Bourne with her beautiful eyes:

"I have something to tell you, follow me!"

After saying that, Selena continued to walk forward, but Bourne seemed to be under a spell, following the girl step by step in a familiar direction.