American homeless people, surviving in the city

Chapter 142 The Pursuers Arrive

Although the Indian man showed no remorse or fear until his last breath, he at least breathed his last in that cold, damp wooden hut that night.

No longer threatening, Lynch and Sylvia looked at the corpse lying on the ground in silence.

Although Lin Qi hadn't hesitated at all when he made his move, now that he'd come to his senses and his adrenaline levels were gradually decreasing, fear, unease, and nausea surged up all over him once again.

This was Lynch's first time killing someone.

Although he knew he had killed a heinous cult member, knew the man had never awakened from his sinful beliefs, and knew the man had committed numerous crimes including kidnapping, murder, and imprisonment, Lynch still instinctively felt a pang of guilt the moment he realized he had taken the life of one of his own. This anxiety and nausea did not stem from his subjective feelings, but from his basic human instincts.

Lin Qi could feel his body trembling uncontrollably.

Sylvia was also seeing a human corpse for the first time tonight. However, perhaps because she had seen the driver's body during the car accident, or perhaps because she hadn't wielded the final blow herself, she didn't feel as nauseous as Lynch.

Seeing that Lin Qi seemed to be in a bad state, she got out of bed, walked to Lin Qi's side, gently stroked his back, and slowly spoke in the softest voice: "That's enough... You did a great job... You were just acting in self-defense. Killing someone under these circumstances, no one can hold you accountable..."

With Sylvia's reassurance, Lynch quickly suppressed his complex emotions and finally managed to stop trembling. He took a deep breath and nodded gratefully to Sylvia, "Yes, I understand what you're saying. I just felt a little...uncomfortable just now."

"Anyway, thanks, it's all thanks to you."

After adjusting his mindset, Lin Qi bent down and reached out towards the Indian man's corpse. He quickly pulled a black rectangular object from the pocket on the side of the man's thigh.

This was naturally the satellite phone that the two had been searching for for a long time.

Although the Indian man's throat was gushing blood after being slit, almost completely soaking the satellite phone in his trouser pocket, it miraculously lit up after Lynch's several attempts.

The heavy weight in his hands gave Lin Qi a glimmer of hope for the first time in this long night. However—

Sylvia's eyes lit up as she looked at the satellite phone in Lynch's hand: "Great! We finally found it! Let's call for help right away!"

Lynch's expression remained serious. He simply shoved the satellite phone into Sylvia's hand and then strode quickly to the window of the room.

As he strode forward, he hurriedly explained, "Before meeting this guy, I really thought Jasper's plan was sound. As long as we could find a satellite phone, we could call for help from the outside world, use the darkness of the forest to deal with the cultists, and once reinforcements arrived, everything would be fine."

"But before he died, he said that he had informed other cult members of our whereabouts!"

"In that case, I don't know if this plan is still valid."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qi had already walked to the window. The next second, looking at the scene outside, he felt his blood run cold!

Several beams of flashlight were already visible in the forest near the cabin!

Like ghosts, they constantly scanned the forest. Beams swept across the treetops and bushes, moving erratically in the darkness, and steadily approaching the cabin!

Lynch could even faintly hear the sound of light, dense footsteps and the rustling of leaves being moved through the woods.

Clearly, just as the Indian man said before he died, the cultists were rapidly approaching the hut!

"Damn it...this is what I was worried about! That bastard actually made the call, and...damn it, they got here faster than I thought!"

Lin Qi cursed under his breath and quickly left the window of this room, running to the window at the other end of the wooden house to look outside.

No matter which direction you look, the beams of flashlights from cultists are slowly approaching!

The moment Lin Qi saw the scene outside the window, he immediately realized that it was probably too late to wait for reinforcements, and even escaping the wooden house would be difficult. At this moment, Lin Qi and Sylvia were already deeply surrounded by cultists!

At this point, the satellite phone could play a negligible role; instead, the car key, whose exact location was unknown, was more likely to help the two escape!

With things having come to this, Lynch had no choice but to quickly pull Sylvia away from the window to avoid being shot by cultists from outside.

Before the two could even plan their next move, they heard the door to the cabin on the first floor being kicked open with a loud bang.

A loud bang.

Lynch quickly pulled Sylvia to hide in the shadows near the second-floor stairwell, finding a suitable spot where they could conceal themselves in the shadows, and looked towards the main entrance on the first floor.

Soon, the two saw two figures burst in.

The first person to break into the house bore a resemblance to the Indian man Lynch had just killed. He also had brown skin, short, curly black hair, and was short in stature. Due to the dim lighting in the room, Lynch couldn't make out his features.

As soon as the person rushed into the house, she began shouting in a language Lin Qi couldn't understand at all. Her voice was sharp and urgent, with a hint of anxiety. Lin Qi could tell that she seemed to be repeating the same syllable over and over, as if she were calling someone's name.

Lin Qi was also able to tell from the person's voice that the short, black, curly-haired woman was a woman.

Then, the beam of the flashlight in the hand of the second person who broke into the house completely illuminated the figure of the first person.

When Lin Qi saw the woman with short black hair wearing a smart leather vest that revealed a pair of muscular arms, he immediately realized that the driver Jasper mentioned who often drove for cult members was very likely this woman!

Even knowing that the car keys might be in the hands of this cult woman, Lin Qi still dared not make any rash moves. He simply hid quietly in the shadows on the second floor with Sylvia, secretly observing the two intruders' every move.

At that moment, the second intruder, a tall and muscular white man who wore a cult robe like a cape, strode up behind the cult woman and grabbed her shoulder.

He first cautiously scanned the cabin, and after confirming that he did not see Lin Qi and the other person, he immediately pulled the cultist woman back to the entrance of the cabin.

Lin Qi could hear the burly man urgently speaking in English: "Calm down, you're being too impulsive! Didn't I tell you to wait until all the brothers are here before you make a move?"

"You know perfectly well that those two guys are dangerous. They have the guns they stole from us!"

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