Looking at the special forces soldiers who were gradually surrounding at the foot of the mountain, Lin Cheng's mind instantly had many solutions to the problem.

It's not impossible to catch Elena with a spider silk launcher that hasn't been used up before and bring her back, but this method can only take one person, and Sarah will be left there.

As for wands, the Flying Charm does not work on humans, and the Phantom Movement and Manifestation are too dangerous and can lead to dire consequences.

On the other hand, Ms. Victoria has a point.

Whether it's Sarah or Elena, both of them are completely unrelated people, and the CIA can't possibly ask anything of value about the two of them, and at the same time, it's impossible to do anything particularly excessive to the two of them.

After a short thought, the nearest enemy had reduced the distance to less than twenty meters.

Lin Cheng gritted his teeth with great difficulty, finally nodded, threw out a bullet, stopped the nearest special forces soldier, pulled up Ms. Victoria and ran towards the drain.

He didn't like to kill, unless it was necessary, and when he had to, he could easily kill all the enemies present, and at this moment, he retreated-

It was because he realized that of course he could kill directly, but in the face of nearly fifty or sixty enemies at the same time and clashes at close range, he could not protect two unarmed women while fighting.

He promised that he would protect Elena, but he broke his promise, and Lin Cheng felt very annoyed by making such a choice.

"This hatred, I wrote it down!"

When Lin Cheng rushed back to the car with Ms. Victoria, he found that the two ladies, one older and one younger, had disappeared, and Frank was stunned, and after he heard Sarah and Elena falling down the hill and being caught, he also showed exactly the same reaction as Lin Cheng.

That is, he took out his own gun and made the decision to take the man back in the face of a hail of bullets.

If it weren't for Ivan's quick fall on the door lock, I'm afraid Frank would have really pushed the door and rushed down.

But Victoria persuaded Frank for the same reason as Lin Cheng, and after listening, Frank gradually calmed down and gave up the idea of getting out of the car to find a field to save people.

He is a veteran of the CIA, and he knows the CIA's code of conduct very well.

Maybe they will do anything for the sake of some information, but if the target is a woman and a child, especially a little girl, and it is in the United States, they will not do anything out of the ordinary, at most let them stay in the interrogation room for a little longer.

Their real goal is still to be with Marven, and they won't have an accident.

Ivan and his group drove to the edge of a secluded lake in the middle of the mountains fifty kilometers away, which was a safe house for special personnel in the United States by the Russian Security Service, and now a group of people who really needed it were using.

Even though it's late autumn in New York, the northern edge of the region near Canada has turned into a cold winter, and the lake, which is not very large, is already frozen in a thick layer of ice.

Ivan unscrewed a bottle of vodka hidden on the shelf, filled several glasses, and brought everyone a glass.

"Guys, let's salute our old friend with this glass of wine."

Everyone present, except for Lin Cheng, was all former enemies.

In those days, they each had their own masters, Frank was the CIA, Ivan was the KGB, and even Victoria was behind MI6, as for Marven, and Old Man Joe, they were former hired killers of the CIA.

They were enemies in the past, but they are friends now.

As soon as the high alcohol was in the stomach, a hot feeling rose in an instant, dispelling the chill around him, and at the same time diluting most of the grief of the death of an old friend.

"I know it's a bit out of place, but shouldn't we talk about the vice president's use of the CIA as his own assassination squad, and if we don't fix it, I'm afraid we'll never be at peace."

After a few glasses, Ms. Victoria lowered her glass and watched Frank speak slowly.

"What can we do?"

Frank looked at Ivan beside him, and the expression on his face was not good.

"Perhaps...... Can we make this matter public and use public opinion to ruin everything for him? ”

"Are you serious, the last reporter who wanted to do that didn't end well, and Frank's girlfriend and that little girl are still in their hands, and if we make it public, what will they do, they're going to kill them."

Hearing Ms. Victoria's so-called proposal, Marven frowned.

"Frank, have you forgotten how we did before, interrogating the prisoners before they were killed, maybe taking out the wires, or submerging their heads in water, or even more painful torture than that......"

"Oh my God, you're an old idiot!"

Before Marven finished speaking, he was directly hammered in the stomach by Ms. Victoria with her elbow, this time, not only the expression on Frank's face was very ugly, but even Lin Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes and stare at Marven with a dangerous gaze.

After a while, Lin Cheng turned around and left.

"Lin, where are you going?"

Ms. Victoria was stunned for a moment.

"To save someone—"

Lin Cheng said without looking back, left the wooden house, and after a while, the green building block Lamborghini was on the road again.

Lin Cheng held the plastic steering wheel in one hand and the mobile phone in the other, and the mobile phone kept in a call state, and this call went directly to the fox in New York, and the fox who received the call showed a strange look on his face.

"What's going on?"

"Fox, I need you to help me check someone, I don't want his identity and background, I want his current location."

After hearing Lin Cheng's voice, on the other end of the phone, the fox who was sitting behind the desk and was originally deliberating on the contract couldn't help but squint her eyes, because she read a hint of danger in Lin Cheng's tone.

His mood seemed a little unstable now, and at the same time, she heard the roar of the sports car engine.

"You calm down, don't drive fast, tell me who it is first, and I'll help you get it as soon as possible."

"His name is William Cooper, the head of the CIA's field service, and he last made a visit to a small town called Drum in upstate New York."

"I'll find out and call you as soon as possible, so stay safe yourself."

The fox admonished, then hung up.