I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week

Chapter 3376: Chapter 3368: Provocation

"Tomorrow we can send you back via private jet, no need to leave so early."

Chert said with a smile:

"Everything below has been arranged, just go and have some fun."

"No thanks."

Qin Han smiled and declined, "We have many other affairs back home, our tickets are already booked. When Mr. Chert visits Yan Country someday, we’ll definitely host you well."

Seeing Qin Han truly had no intention along those lines, Chert didn’t push further.

"If that’s the case, let me see you off."

"We’ll be partners in the future, no need to be so polite."

After a few polite exchanges, the three stood up and left.

Chert escorted them to the car at the door, and watched them depart.

Watching the taillights fade away, Chert took out his phone and dialed Viggins.

"They have left, didn’t stay for fun."

"Could it be that you exposed something?" Viggins asked:

"They are a bunch of spoiled rich kids, playful as hell, they shouldn’t be refusing."

"I hid really well, but they insisted on leaving anyway."

"Send someone to spice up their trip, give them a memorable journey."

"Okay."

On the other side, the three got into the car heading towards the rented villa.

"That guy Chert seems a lot more enthusiastic than a few days ago," Liang Jinming said.

"Old Lin said there’s something fishy about him, let’s just ignore him."

"The more I think about it, the more thrilling this is. Never thought we’d be part of all this," Gao Zongyuan remarked.

"This is nothing good," Qin Han said:

"During dinner, my heart was pounding, worried about saying the wrong thing."

"Lin Bro is truly impressive to mix in circles like these, we’re just not capable," Liang Jinming sighed.

"Comparing oneself to others only brings misery, let’s just be idle rich kids waiting for death."

"I agree," Gao Zongyuan lay back with his hands behind his head:

"If anything comes up, just look for Lin Bro, he’s got the skills... oh crap."

All of them jerked forward, almost hitting the seats and the front console.

"Brother Wang, what’s going on, why the sudden turn?"

Since the driver and car were arranged by Xiao Bing, they knew his status was exceptional.

Even with this happening, they spoke politely.

"Someone seems to be tailing us, something’s not right. I’ll try to shake them off."

"Crap, we’re being followed!"

Their nerves tightened, though Liang Jinming remained the calmest.

After all, he’d seen Lin Yi kill before, and such situations were within his threshold.

They looked behind, numerous cars were following, hard to identify the tracker.

But since it was mentioned, it wasn’t baseless.

About ten minutes later, the car slowed down.

"Brother Wang, did you lose them?"

The driver nodded.

"But who would be tracking you? Could it be the Mirta Group?"

"Unlikely, we offer no value and we’re supposed to cooperate," Qin Han replied.

"Could they have discovered something? Plan on kidnapping us?" Liang Jinming questioned.

"Even if they were bold, they wouldn’t dare. Unless they have a death wish," Qin Han said:

"We’ve lost them, stay tonight, leave tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Around twenty minutes later, they arrived at the seaside villa.

Liang Jinming grabbed a few beers, cracked them open and guzzled two quickly.

"Thank goodness for Wang’s driving skills, losing the tails, or we wouldn’t sleep peacefully tonight."

"Should we inform that Xiao Bing person?" Gao Zongyuan asked.

"Better not, they have their own things to handle here," Qin Han replied:

"They work for Old Lin, not our bodyguard, don’t cause trouble for Old Lin."

"Damn it, if I knew this crap would happen, wouldn’t have come." Liang Jinming cursed.

"Don’t take it too seriously, customs are different here," Qin Han remarked:

"Didn’t I get arrested by police when I arrived, claiming I’d committed murder, wanted to kick them."

"If you say so, probably you’re the target, dragging us into it."

"Damn it, I’m the real victim here, did nothing yet accused of murder."

"Brother Qin, why don’t you get a fortune teller? Last year too, you were wanted when abroad."

"Stop talking about it, I’m never leaving the country again."

Crash—

At that instant, a stone smashed through the window, startling them.

Outside, several bare-chested guys whistled provocatively.

"Hell no, these bastards think I’m a pushover!"

Liang Jinming grabbed a baseball bat, heading outside, but Gao Zongyuan stopped him.

"Calm down, they outnumber us, definitely won’t win."

"Screw this, I’ve never been treated this way."

"We’re abroad, let it go or we’ll be the ones down."

"Gao’s right, just hold out," Qin Han said coldly:

"Besides, they might be armed, going out will cost us."

With persuasion, Liang Jinming calmed down.

"What now? Just let them flaunt?"

"Has to be this way, it’s not our turf."

Bang!

Another stone hit,

the group provoking the three persistently.

They were trying their best to control their temper.

Yet the provocations didn’t cease.

One had a black bottle filled with something dark, unknown.

Then it was lit, laughed and cheered as they threw it inside.

"Damn it, these dog bastards!"

The burning bottle hit the carpet, Gao Zongyuan quickly got water to extinguish it.

But right then, two more incendiary bottles came in.

Luckily the fire wasn’t as intense as anticipated, they soon put it out together.

"I can’t take this anymore."

Liang Jinming left the bat, grabbed a kitchen knife, heading out.

Neither Qin Han nor Gao Zongyuan stopped him this time.

When can’t bear it, no need to bear it.

The group walked over, wearing mocking smiles.

"Hey, can we get some cash? We have no money for food."