When Lin Cheng found Heidi, Hobbs, and Dikkard again, they were at the Marble Arch in Hyde Park.

For all that had just happened, including the attack of the Russian helicopter gunship, the retreat of Ision, and the sound of explosions one after another, the three guys who had just escaped from the enemy's pursuit were still a little confused.

"What the hell just happened?"

Heidi stared stunned at the smoke and flames rising from the distant street, which were the result of the Russian helicopter gunship just now.

It appeared to be a soldier of Ision who had undergone human modification surgery, including the motorcycle under him, and even here in Hyde Park, police cars, ambulances and fire trucks could be seen whizzing by.

"Obviously, that gunship that appeared out of nowhere helped us take out Ision's pursuers."

Dikard said slowly.

Hobbs was about to say something, but suddenly, a green Lamborghini supercar appeared at the end of the road in the distance, drove towards them, and stopped next to McLaren, Dikkard.

The Asian who had been in the CIA building got out of the car and came to them.

"It's you—you were the one who flew the helicopter, right, who the hell are you?!"

Looking at that unfamiliar but familiar face, Heidi recognized at a glance that the Asian man in front of her was the person on the helicopter before, because of the training she had undergone, Heidi's eyes were sharp, and at the same time she was deeply impressed by Lin Cheng's hideous smile.

She really couldn't understand the identity of the man in front of her now.

The man in front of him, who could be present at the CIA's office, had helped in their previous battle with the Ision Recovery Force, and had even flown a Russian helicopter gunship in London to open fire on the enemy.

Will the people who can do this kind of thing be ordinary people?

Not only Heidi, but even Hobbs and Dikard looked at Lin Cheng with suspicion.

One of them is the field director of the US Department of Foreign Affairs and Security, and the other is a top agent of MI6, and they are naturally very vigilant about the appearance of a dangerous person next to them.

"Didn't Agent Loeb tell you before, my name is Lin Cheng, and I'm the one...... It's that expert or something, I was invited by the CIA. ”

Lin Cheng thought about it, but found that in the end, he didn't remember how Agent Loeb introduced himself before, so he remembered the word expert.

"That...... Strategic and tactical support specialists? ”

Hobbes frowned, his swarthy face full of suspicion.

"As far as your Yankee intelligence department likes to play, if you can't find a suitable candidate, you can find supernumeraries."

Lin Cheng shrugged his shoulders and replied very frankly.

Hearing Lin Cheng's words, the three people related to work immediately understood Lin Cheng's identity.

He is a mercenary found by the CIA, this kind of person has no legal identity, is not controlled by any government, is not responsible to anyone, takes money to do things, and will not trouble the family to help wipe his ass if something happens, and it can be said that he is the most convenient and easy-to-use temporary worker.

It's just that the ability of the temporary worker in front of him is stronger than that of ordinary temporary workers, including the ability to get a Russian military helicopter gunship on British soil, God knows where this person got it from, he just got it anyway.

"Miss Heidi, more important than my identity is the virus in your body now, if you don't get them out, Ixion will come again."

Lin Cheng set his eyes on Heidi, who was covered in bruises.

"I'm familiar with Ision's style, they failed this time, but they won't rest on their laurels, they could reappear at any time until they get the virus, and besides, this is our family's business, and we don't need you Yankees to reach out."

Although they had fought together and repelled the attack of Ision's recovery forces, Dickard's attitude remained unchanged, he did not want the Americans to meddle in their family's affairs, whether it was Hobbes or Lin Cheng, he did not want these two people to get involved.

"This matter is not your housework, Xiao, the virus in your sister's body threatens the lives of people all over the world, I don't care if she is your sister or not, unless the virus problem in her body is solved, I will always follow her!"

While Hobbes and Dicardy were arguing, the two of them didn't notice that Heidi's face was already very impatient, and the virus in her body would soon be released from the capsule carrier, and she didn't have time to listen to them continue arguing.

So Heidi just turned around and left, which attracted the attention of the two people.

"Where are you going?"

"Heidi?"

"I don't have time to listen to you two arguing, you can't work together at all, I'm going to find the guy who can help me solve the problem."

With that, Heidi walked outside without looking back.

Hobbes seemed to have thought of something, and immediately took out his phone, opened the photo album, and clicked on a photo on the floating head.

"Wait, are you trying to find this person?"

Heidi stopped, turned around, and focused on Hobbes's mobile phone screen, and Dicardy and Lin Cheng also came over.

The photo was obtained by the CIA using a special intelligence line.

It depicts a short man in a dark cashmere coat with a cap and scarf, holding a steaming cup of hot coffee, the creator of the CT-17 snowflake virus, who seems to have disappeared from Ision.

"Do you have any clues, I only have one picture like this here."

"Wait a minute, zoom in on the newspaper folded up in his pocket."

Hearing Dycard's words, Hobbes immediately enlarged two fingers, enlarging the newspaper in the pocket of the virus maker.

"It's a Russian-language newspaper, and it's a rare thing in London, and there's only one in the city, just down a street nearby."

Dikard said with certainty.

"So, I guess we're going to keep an eye on this guy now, and there's still one in my car, who's with me?"

Lin Cheng's voice sounded at the right time, attracting the attention of the other three.

Heidi glanced at her brother and the big American man, who seemed to have had enough of the two of them, and without saying a word, she got into the co-pilot of Lin Cheng's building block sports car, leaving Hobbs and Dicarder looking at each other.

Meanwhile, in the northwest of England, Brixton, with a big hole in his chest, rode his motorcycle down the road to a lake-ring villa nestled between the mountains.

It is the headquarters of the research company Ision in the United Kingdom, and it is also the command center for all operations in the United Kingdom, and Blackston, who returned to the headquarters, was immediately sent to the medical room for treatment.

Although it is a treatment, the actual operation screen is very industrial.

With the help of surgical robots, the doctors removed the shattered pieces of internal organs from Brixton's body, replaced the broken electronics with the latest ones, and mechanically repaired the large hole in his chest that had been burned by an energy sniper rifle.

At the same time, Ishion's researchers were also a little curious about what kind of weapon could open such a huge hole in their Terminator, and at the same time directly burn those flesh and blood tissues, so that not a drop of blood was shed.

But more importantly, they need to fix Brixton and complete the technology upgrade as soon as possible.

Let him continue the mission with a stronger posture until he gets back the virus that belongs to them.