I'm a spy in the film

"Go!" Bourne yelled and without thinking fired repeatedly at the monster's back. The bullets hit the monster's back with a "puff puff" sound, but it was like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples.

The monster seemed to feel nothing and continued to crawl forward slowly.

"what--"

At the counter on the other side of the hall, two ladies let out startled screams. No doubt they had seen this horrifying scene. Only the man in black, Trip, raised his head and came face to face with the monster that was so close.

"What the fuck?"

Cui Pu muttered this in disbelief, and then the monster swung its claws and swept him and the swivel chair away, adding to his injuries, and he fell to the ground completely, unable to move.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bourne had already changed a magazine, and while backing away, he fired at the monster, finally attracting the monster's attention.

Seeing the monster turn around and face him, even Bourne, who had experienced many gun battles, couldn't help but feel his heart pounding. This monster was even more vicious than a licker. It didn't die even after the bullet shot its brains out. Was its brain useless?

But I am not Li Sanguang, I don’t have the halo of the protagonist!

It seemed that there was something wrong with its vocal cords. Without making a sound, the monster sank its body and shot towards Bourne like a spring.

At this moment, Bourne didn't care about anything else and started "madness". Suddenly, the world became different in his eyes.

The monster was still the same monster, but its movements had slowed down in Bourne's eyes. Moreover, there were two organs in the monster's waist that emitted huge heat sources, like two ripe red cashews, which were very tempting and made Bourne lick his lips.

"I want to eat it so much! What should I do? I have to beat you to death!"

Seeing the monster pounce in front of Bourne and about to pin Bourne, who was standing still, under it, Bourne moved amid the exclamations of the crowd.

He leaned back to avoid the monster's attack, came behind it, and without waiting for the monster to turn around, kicked the monster hard in the crotch.

The kick was fast, powerful, and accurate in location. Everyone present covered their crotches when they saw it. The monster's waist was bent by the kick, and his whole body jumped into the air.

If this monster had made a sound, it would have been howling non-stop.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

Bourne casually picked up a stainless steel sign with "No Trespassing" printed on it, stepped in front of the monster's head, raised the sign high, and swung it at the monster's face like playing golf, straightening up its bent back.

Then, before the monster's upper body could completely fall back, Bourne hit it again, like playing baseball, and the facade of the sign hit the back of the monster's head. This time, white brain matter mixed with red blood spurted out directly from the monster's two huge nostrils.

"Too cruel!"

The people watching the fight in the back all mourned for the poor monster. They had thought it would be a Hollywood popcorn blockbuster of heroes fighting monsters, but it turned out to be a bloody and violent R-rated film, which shocked the audience and made them think:

"Who is the monster? Are we hallucinating?"

Bourne had no intention of caring about the audience's mood. He was very excited and angry now, but unlike last time, he was very calm this time. He knew that his condition was not normal and he needed to get rid of this monster who was playing dead as soon as possible and stop his talent that was constantly consuming points.

"Pretending to be dead, huh? Scaring you, huh? Killing you, huh?"

Bourne waved the signboard and smashed it hard on the monster curled up on the ground, causing blood and flesh to splatter all over the guy. It was like a sledgehammer with eighty points, and if the small hammer didn't work, he would use the sledgehammer.

Until the stainless steel sign was bent, Bourne threw it aside. The monster curled up into a ball and did not move except for protecting his waist with his arms.

Pooh!

You really bring shame to monsters. I have never seen a monster as cowardly as you!

Bourne spat. There was nothing he could do with this thick-skinned guy. His head was almost crushed but he still wouldn't die. No matter how I hit other parts of his body, there was no reaction. What else could I do? I was desperate too!

"Are there chains?"

After smashing for a long time, even though he was talented and drove like crazy, Bourne couldn't help but be out of breath. He turned around and asked the people present who were already numb from watching.

Suddenly, a bald man with one ear missing poked his head out and said in a silly voice, "We have C4, can we?"

Immediately afterwards, a head popped out from beside him, with a head of tangled hair, as if blown up by an explosion, and nodded in agreement: "That's right, C4, made in China, quality guaranteed, powerful and safe!"

“Peanut butter, jelly!” two female employees shouted excitedly, “You are not dead.”

"Hey, we're professional robbers, we're fine." The two men called Peanut Butter and Jelly giggled.

"Where's the dynamite?" Bourne asked irritably.

"It's behind that guy. The remote is here. Look, just press this button!"

The bald man with one ear grinned foolishly, took out a controller and pressed a red button on it.

"Um?!"

Bourne's brain suddenly started to give out crazy warnings, and the danger level reached its maximum.

Damn it, you dare to press the button on the detonator? I think you two are even crazier than me!

Bourne's body reacted faster than his brain. The moment the bald fool pressed and raised his thumb, he pounced like a vicious dog without thinking and flipped over behind the service stone platform in the center of the hall.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, a huge explosion was heard where the monster was. In the smoke and dust, the monster was blown into two parts from the crotch. Its lower body was blown to pieces, and only an arm was left of the upper body. But even so, it was not completely dead.

Bourne, who had recovered a little from the tinnitus, grabbed the monster's only remaining arm and dragged the guy into an office. He then asked Peanut Butter and Jelly for the remaining explosives and detonators, entered the office, came out after a while, and detonated the explosives buried inside.

With another loud bang, everyone felt the floor shaking. The monster should have been completely shattered to pieces by the explosion of such explosives.

Bourne had already turned off the madness. He walked over to the black-clad man, Trip, who was only breathing in but not out. The guy was already unconscious. Bourne looked at him, waved at the people who gathered around to ask about the situation, and drove them away, "Hurry up and find a signal jammer, and call an ambulance. Is everything okay?"

Everyone dispersed, leaving Bourne with one hand on Trip's chest, head bowed as if he was praying.

After everyone removed the jammer in the corridor, John Zhao called the bureau and called an ambulance. When he returned to the lobby, he saw Bourne sitting next to Trip, whose breathing had stabilized, with a calm look on his face.