I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 217: Fighting Wolves

"squeak--"

The blade made an unpleasant friction sound, and everyone present stared in amazement as the knife that Kuroshima stabbed out in anger was actually grasped by a hand and could not move forward an inch.

The key point is that the hand holding the blade has not bled yet.

It was the black man, the killer, Ryze, who remained motionless with his knife in one hand, just staring at the other person coldly. Kuroshima's face flushed red.

He knew something was wrong when he tried to thrust forward with all his strength but was caught by the other party, so he quickly pulled back the knife, but he used all his strength and the knife didn't move at all.

"Bagya Road!"

Hei Dao was furious and felt that he had lost all his face. The knife was held in the other party's hand and he couldn't move it at all. In desperation, he raised his foot and kicked the other party.

However, "Ah——".

Kuroshima let out a scream and his whole body fell forward uncontrollably. There were three scratches on his raised right ankle, which were bleeding so deeply that the bone was visible.

"Bang".

The Killer Ryze waved his hand and slapped Heidao, causing his body to fly into the air and fly far away.

Ryze shook off the blood on his fingertips as if he had swatted a fly away, and whispered to his men below the stage: "Except for Black Claw, kill all the others. Break the limbs of the priest and leave them to Singer."

"Wait a minute!"

Powell suddenly stood up. He just wanted to use the bear man to intimidate Bourne, but he didn't want to really offend Bourne.

Seeing that things were developing in an unpredictable direction, he could no longer sit still and hurried to stop it.

But it's too late.

The hairy bear people have already started fighting with Joseph's men.

Although neither side used weapons, the strength of the Mao Xiong people was strong, and their numbers were more than twice that of Joseph's side. Soon, except for Joseph and Bourne at the table, no one brought by Joseph could stand up.

"Boy, it's your turn!"

A burly man with disheveled hair was breathing heavily and looking up at Bourne standing on the stage with a cruel and playful smile on his face.

"Is it necessary?" Bourne sighed.

"Singer, can you leave this guy to me after you draw his blood? I want to try this pretty boy's ass..."

Powell had just said half of his words when he felt something bad was going to happen. He had just stood up when he heard a "puff".

Then I saw that the burly man who had just spoken rudely was standing there in a daze with a book on his head.

A large, thick hardcover book.

If he was not mistaken, Powell remembered that the book was originally held in Byrne's hands.

Now, the book replaces the strong man's frontal bone and prefrontal lobe.

This sudden change shocked everyone present.

Bourne's leather shoes made a "tapping, tapping" sound on the wooden floor, which was particularly loud in the silent Hall 2.

He walked slowly to the stiff body of the sturdy man, took back his holy contract, looked at the white and red sticky liquid on it, and said with disdain:

"It's time to purify something so dirty!"

As he spoke, the light on the holy covenant flashed and then faded, and the blood stains on the holy covenant disappeared without a trace.

Everyone stood up nervously and looked over here. The deputy leader of the bear people, the killer Ryze, who was about to leave, also turned around, his eyes white, staring at Bourne:

"Who are you? Why are you here?!"

"You talk too much nonsense! Or have you become less courageous?" Bourne mocked maliciously:

"If you bark a few times and wag your tail at me, I will show you my mercy and tell you who I am!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed again. No one had ever dared to insult the murderer like this, especially on the territory of the Mao Zedong people.

Ryze himself roared, propped his hands on the table, and pounced at Bourne with extreme ferocity like a giant hunting wolf.

Bourne stepped on the edge of the negotiating table with his left foot and gained leverage, then his body flew into the air. He did a roundhouse kick and hit Ryze in the chin, sending him flying.

The way he flew was exactly the same as when Hei Dao was knocked away just now, making everyone present feel as if history was repeating itself.

But Ryze's reaction is much faster than Kuroshima's, and his physical fitness is by no means comparable to Kuroshima's. Bourne is very sure of this.

Because when Ryze scratched Kuroshima's ankle before, Bourne saw with his own eyes that Ryze's hand grew sharp nails for a moment, and thick black hair grew on the back of his hand.

This familiar scene reminded Bourne of the moment he saw Banning transform in the basement of the White House.

Coupled with the unique aura and beast-like gaze of the hairy bear people, Bourne was 80% sure that these hairy bear people were all werewolves.

Sure enough, with a low roar, all of Ryze's men at the scene opened their mouths wide and stared at Bourne fiercely. Some of the impatient ones had already taken off their shirts, revealing their strong and powerful muscles.

"Don't move, let me do it!"

Ryze's low voice came from behind. He walked through a passage made by his men, returned to the front of the stage, looked up at Bourne, and sniffed hard.

"The smell of the Church makes me sick!" He said, "We can't kill people who come to negotiate, but I can teach you a lesson you will never forget!"

"Haha," Bourne sneered, "You don't dare to take action just because you don't know my background? What you can't get with your fists, you can't get with your mouth either.

If you want to know who I am, it's very simple, just lie on the ground and be my dog! "

As soon as he finished speaking, Bourne kicked out and deflected Ryze's claw. Then, his legs were like two attacking poisonous snakes, kicking Ryze's head and neck one after another.

Even though Ryze was in great shape, his neck and temples could not withstand Bourne's continuous attacks. Soon he could only use his arms to protect his head and face and retreat repeatedly.

Bourne jumped up and caught up, stepped on Ryze's forehead, and stomped his head down hard.

Ryze stretched his neck, thrust his body back with all his strength, and threw Bourne flying up.

In mid-air, Bourne kept his body upright and flew backwards, his priest robe rustling in the wind, and he laughed:

"Come on, all of you! It's more fun when there are more people!"

The place where Bourne landed was exactly where the Beggars' Gang had originally stood, but Powell had left the negotiation table and ran to the back of the crowd at some point, leaving only his men here.

"You are all guilty!"

Bourne landed in the crowd of beggars, holding the holy covenant high in both hands, supporting himself with his left leg, and drawing a circle with his right leg like a compass. There were many wounded people lying around him, groaning in pain.

There is no way. Powell's men are all ordinary people, and they don't have the strong physique like the Mao Xiong people.

Strangely, Powell did not seem particularly angry when he saw his men being suddenly attacked and knocked down by Bourne. It seemed that he had expected it. He just looked at the other side of the stage with a gloomy face.