I'm a spy in the film

Bourne moved slowly. At this time, he had already determined that the sniper's approximate direction was coming from a four-story building opposite the alley. As long as he could step on the roof of the car and climb up the two-and-a-half-meter-high wall on the right side of the alley, there would be a high chance that he could use the building's cover to avoid the sniper's line of sight and escape successfully.

However, Bourne was standing outside the car and had just closed the door, but before he could turn around completely, a burly black figure appeared from the corner of the alley and rushed towards him with his fist waved. The fist was so powerful that it brought a gust of wind straight to Bourne's head, and it seemed that he was going to subdue Bourne in one fell swoop.

Bourne had anticipated this, he lowered his head and retracted his neck, causing the opponent's punch that was originally aimed at the back of his head to miss. However, the opponent reacted quickly, and the momentum of his fist did not decrease, but the direction changed from forward to downward, and with a "puff" sound, it hit Bourne's back directly, making Bourne's back dented.

"Hmm? No, it's empty? It's a coat?!"

The empty feeling from his fist made the black shadow realize that he had hit only a piece of clothing. He opened his hands and tore the coat that blocked his vision in half with a "swish". At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the pit of his left knee, causing him to half-kneel down and let out a short, low groan of pain from his throat.

"Ah! You despicable ..."

Before the black shadow finished speaking, a strong wind blew towards his left temple. The black shadow showed a sinister smile, and a row of white teeth suddenly appeared in the air. This guy was actually a black man!

The black man reacted very quickly. Before Bourne's attack came, he bent his left arm to protect his head to block Bourne's powerful kick. At the same time, the black man had clenched his right hand into a fist, ready to give Bourne a hard blow and make him lose everything.

However, Bourne reacted faster. His sweeping right leg was actually a feint, and the hidden killer move was his left leg. He took a small jump and kicked the black man's belly hard with his left foot.

"Ugh——" The black shadow didn't dare to scream loudly. His body was bent like a shrimp. He covered his lower abdomen with his hands and let out a muffled groan. His eyes bulged out because of the pain, as if a pair of white eyeballs suddenly appeared in the air, which was very scary!

Bourne used the force of the kick to flip backwards and stand on the roof of the car. He crouched, and his right hand touched his waist inconspicuously, and something appeared in his hand. He jumped up with both feet at the same time, raised his arms high and tried to grab the wall on one side of the alley.

"Go down!" A man's joking voice suddenly came from the wall of the alley, and a big foot in pointed leather shoes stepped on Bourne's head which had just appeared. The direction was towards Bourne's face, full of malice; with such force, if he was stepped on, not only would his face be covered in blood, but Bourne's plan to escape over the wall would also fail.

However, the scene that the man in leather shoes had expected, where the soles of his shoes would be imprinted on Bourne's face, did not occur. Instead, his ankle tightened, as if his calf was entangled by something like a belt. Then, a very strong downward pulling force came from the entangled leg. Caught off guard, the man in leather shoes only had time to utter an "Ah--" before he was pulled down from the wall by Bourne.

In mid-air, the man in leather shoes who was doing the splits was used as a stepping stone by Bourne. He also stepped hard on the shoulder and was hit on the forehead by Bourne with a metal belt buckle. There was a dull "bang" sound, which not only left a walnut-sized blood clot on the man's forehead, but also made him see stars and fall heavily to the ground. He lost his breath for a moment and couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled.

At this time, Bourne had taken the opportunity provided by the enthusiastic man in leather shoes and climbed onto the wall by bending down.

After repelling two enemies in succession, it seemed that he could escape by climbing over the house. However, Bourne did not feel happy at all, because the sense of danger lingering in his heart never dissipated. Instead, it was like a thorn in his back, forcing Bourne to not kill anyone and could only flee.

"Puff, puff, puff," a few more gunshots were heard. It turned out that the enemy sniper's night vision goggles were not the civilian castrated version, but the military high-definition version. Even though there was a blockage from the leaves of tall trees, Bourne was forced to change direction several times by the enemy's sniper rifle. In the end, he fled to the Albanian gang base that Brian had entered.

"Damn it! The enemy has been playing tricks on me. Their goal is to force me to reunite with Brian!"

Bourne quickly discovered the enemy's purpose, but the opponent's sniper forced him to change the direction of the bullet according to the opponent's will every time, which made Bourne understand what it meant to be "at the mercy of others".

In desperation, Bourne had to jump off the wall and walk towards the red door alone. This time, the opponent's sniper did not shoot again.

Pushing open the red door, Bourne groped his way through a dark alley about ten meters long and came to a deserted small courtyard. On one side of the courtyard was a wide staircase leading directly to the second and third floors.

Bourne looked up and saw that the entire building was in darkness except for a faint light coming through a window on the third floor. He had not noticed it before because he was too far away in the car, but now it seemed that Brian and the other party should be there.

Bourne walked up the stairs directly to the door and entered the room. He found two people in the room. One was Brian sitting on the sofa, and the other was a girl with light blonde hair wrapped in a sheet who was in his arms.

The girl's face was pale, her eyes were closed, and if her chest wasn't still rising and falling, one would have suspected that it was a corpse. After just two glances, Bourne confirmed that this was not Ken, but Ken's best friend, Amanda. So,

"Where's Ken?"

"We're late. Kenm was sent to the auction house this afternoon!" Brian's voice was low and hoarse. "I'm sorry to drag you into this!"

"Bourne? As I recall, you were in London. How did you end up in Paris and hanging out with this guy?"

"Deputy Director Lewinster!" Bourne blurted out.

It turns out that this woman is the deputy director of the FBI's New York branch, the immediate superior of team leader Bald Hank, and Bourne's "own person" and "backer" in the bureau - Jeanine Leverster.

"It's easy now."

Lewinster stood in the middle of the living room with her arms folded, as if that was her stage and she was the master of the scene. "Bourne, you and Brian will join the assault tonight. Someone will bring you a full set of equipment later. The action will begin at 11 o'clock. Everyone must hand in their communication devices before the action begins. I will arrange for the evacuation after the action is completed."

After saying these words in a tone that could not be refused, Janine Levernster turned around and said to Brian, who was sitting silently on the sofa, in a lowered voice:

"Mills, are you still unable to let go of your pride? You know, this world is about to undergo a huge change. If you don't become an extraordinary person, you will become an ant.

If you don't join a powerful organization, your daughter's story will definitely happen again! Then you won't be facing these small fry in District 10, but powerful warriors like you who have superhuman powers! There shouldn't be too many organizations like this!"

After a pause, she continued, "Your daughter's situation must have spread after this incident. A young virgin with extraordinary blood is a rare tonic in the eyes of many people..."

"Stop talking, I know what to do!" Brian finally interrupted her, but his voice was extremely hoarse.

"You know? No, Brian, you don't know! If it wasn't me but someone else from the bureau who came today, in order to prevent that thing from being discovered by other intelligence agencies, you and your daughter would have been executed!"

Deputy Director Janine's tone turned cold, and Brian was speechless.

"That's all I have to say. After this is over, you should quickly deal with your family affairs. I don't want to see your daughter's information on an auction site on the dark web one day. As for you, Bourne, you are different from him!"

After saying that, without caring about the onlookers who were afraid to breathe, Bourne went downstairs in her high heels.