I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2521 - 2522: Great Disaster Looms

The two of them simultaneously looked into the distance and saw several Police Hall vehicles driving over from nearby.

If they continued running forward, they would definitely collide head-on with them.

Lin Yi’s heartbeat raced uncontrollably.

One Mammon was already hard enough to deal with. Now, with the officials involved, his situation couldn’t be described as merely dangerous anymore.

Without hesitation, Lin Yi bolted towards the alley on the side.

Inside, there was a simple iron staircase. Without thinking twice, Lin Yi rushed up it.

The entrance to the second-floor platform was a wooden door. Lin Yi grabbed the doorknob and directly snapped it off, causing the door to swing open.

The interior was pitch black, but it could be sensed that the house wasn’t very large—no more than over forty square meters. It was even smaller than the Jiuzhou Pavilion’s kitchen.

There were quite a few items cluttering the room, making the already small house even more cramped.

Just at that moment, faint rustling sounds came through, accompanied by a complaining tone.

"You’d better get up and check. I think I heard a door opening sound."

"At this hour? Who could it be? You must be dreaming."

"It’s not a dream. I heard it very clearly—it was definitely the sound of a door opening," the woman urged.

"Get up quickly! Stop sleeping and go take a look."

"You’re so annoying!"

The man cursed as he got out of bed and headed towards the door, his footsteps growing louder and closer.

Lin Yi and Zhang Long remained composed.

From the moment they decided to enter, they had anticipated this scenario and were prepared for it.

As the footsteps approached, Lin Yi, carrying Zhang Long, stood quietly in the corner.

In the darkness, a shadow emerged from the inner room.

Lin Yi silently stepped behind him, his hand transformed into a blade, striking the man’s neck in one swift motion.

The man immediately fainted without making a sound.

Quietly, Lin Yi put Zhang Long down and then rushed into the bedroom, dispatching the middle-aged woman lying on the bed in the same manner. The two briefly calmed down.

"Don’t move yet. Let me check your leg."

Using the light from his phone, Lin Yi rolled up Zhang Long’s pant leg and found that the calf was a bloody mess.

Fortunately, it was only a surface wound—no tendons or bones were damaged.

"It’s not serious," Lin Yi said. "I’ll go see if I can find any anti-inflammatory medication."

"Sorry to trouble you," Zhang Long said guiltily. "I came here to help you, and now you have to take care of me."

"If it weren’t for you, that bullet might have hit me instead," Lin Yi replied. "So, don’t say anything now, or you’ll dishonor yourself."

Lin Yi’s night vision was excellent. Despite the darkness, he moved without difficulty.

In some aspects, Japanese households were more meticulous than those in China; almost every home kept a first-aid kit.

The only difference was the types of medications inside.

Before long, Lin Yi found the first-aid kit. Luckily, there were some anti-inflammatory drugs inside.

Lin Yi took the kit, cleaned Zhang Long’s wound, disinfected it, then dressed and bandaged it.

It would take at most half a month to heal.

After handling the wound, Lin Yi took some food from the refrigerator to fill their stomachs.

Soon, the two came to the window.

Every now and then, people could be seen passing by outside. Both of them knew clearly that these people were hunting for them.

"Something’s not right," Zhang Long said in a low voice. "They’ve been lingering around here—they might already be suspicious about this place." frёeωebɳovel.com

"That’s to be expected," Lin Yi replied grimly. "We don’t have any transportation, and they know we can’t escape very far. If they can’t find us quickly, they’ll narrow the search area and conduct thorough checks. We’re still far from being out of danger."

Zhang Long nodded. "Let’s rest here for a while and then leave—this place isn’t safe for long."

"Leaving now won’t be easy," Lin Yi said. "When we arrived, the officials were already here, coming from the opposite direction. That means they’ve already set up a perimeter. The current situation is seriously screwed."

"These damn bastards are sharper than expected."

Earlier, when searching for the first-aid kit, Lin Yi had found half a pack of cigarettes. He took out two and handed one to Zhang Long.

"You have to understand—what we’re up against are the elites of the world. The fact that we’ve managed to hold out this long is already a miracle."

Lin Yi took a long drag, sensing that the severity of this situation was far beyond anything he had faced last year.

Given the current circumstances, escaping was indeed problematic. They could only wait for the right opportunity to make their move.

At this moment, more and more people were gathering outside the small second-floor building.

Upon learning about the disturbances near the base, various forces were converging on the area.

Mammon, Freemasons, God’s Army, Black Forest, Halke Rangers, Bilderberg Club, Blood Bull Tribe, and others had all arrived.

Additionally, members of Ghost and Night Ghost were also arriving one after another. The suburban tranquility was disrupted and turned restless by the influx of these groups.

Some sleep-deprived residents, hearing noises from outside, secretly wondered what kind of event could attract so many people.

The numerous groups gathered were fragmented, searching for Lin Yi while guarding against one another.

Every organization wanted to eliminate the others, reducing the competition.

The mutual restraint among the major organizations provided a certain degree of advantage for Lin Yi and Zhang Long.

If they had launched an immediate search, the situation would have been far more dangerous.

A nearby off-road vehicle was parked about two hundred meters away from the crowd.

Nine of Spades stared into the distance, his expression grave.

"All the organizations are converging here; the intel shouldn’t be wrong. The leader’s son is somewhere in this area."

"When will Boss Song arrive? Did he give an exact time?" Black Spade 10 asked sternly.

"At least an hour. If he doesn’t get here, just the two of us won’t be able to stop these people."

"Where’s the leader? Any news?"

"No updates for now. All actions are under Boss Song’s command—just waiting to see when he can arrive."

"Push for an update. Even a second’s delay could cause chaos."

"Alright."

Meanwhile, the various organizations were getting restless.

They knew that if this dragged on, none of them would manage to act effectively—it would merely create opportunities for others.

If the target escaped, all efforts would’ve been wasted.

The first person to step out of a vehicle was Mammon’s Dak. Cigarette in hand, he approached the crowd alone and said in a low voice:

"Everyone, this situation isn’t working. I suggest we have a proper discussion."