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Chapter 384: Consecutive Defeats
Chapter 384: Consecutive Defeats
In the instant the gunshot rang out, Xia Sheng felt a sudden jolt, and his gaze immediately fell upon Huan Quan Feng's fallen body. Unconsciously, he took two steps back.
From the moment they charged up the hill to now, barely a minute had passed, yet three of their team members lay on the ground, half of their team gone.
Xia Sheng glanced forward and saw Chen Chuan standing there with his knife, his face obscured by a mask, making it hard to see clearly. Only the vertical red mark between his eyebrows was discernible, and the outer cloak seemed to blend partially into the fog. The bright blade by his side, illuminated by the overhead light, exuded a chilling aura.
At this moment, a thought involuntarily surfaced in his mind—to abandon this mission.
However, only the team leader had the authority to decide on a retreat.
His momentary hesitation was immediately noticed by Lao Han, who was not far away. A hoarse voice carried over, "Continue."
Xia Sheng instantly dismissed his previous thought, knowing that if he truly retreated, Lao Han would undoubtedly eliminate him without hesitation.
Taking a deep breath, he said, "I'll take the lead."
There was no response from the side, indicating that Lao Han had silently agreed.
Xia Sheng drew two specially-made short sticks from his waist. To be honest, such weapons were at a disadvantage against Chen Chuan's long knife, and it didn't help that he wasn't particularly skilled in combat against those of his level. While he could handle those below his level with ease, he was no match for peers of the same caliber. Nonetheless, he believed that Lao Han would create opportunities for him.
Furthermore, he wasn't entirely defenseless. Wielding the short sticks, he stared intently at Chen Chuan and cautiously moved towards him.
Seeing Xia Sheng approach, Chen Chuan raised his knife, ready to unleash his knife technique. At that moment, Lao Han waved his long arm, throwing out three long needles. Two needles blocked Xia Sheng's front and back spaces, while the third aimed directly at his face.
This move not only disrupted Xia Sheng's rhythm but also helped him determine Chen Chuan's position. Zhu Hai Wu's earlier situation had been peculiar, as he had misjudged the enemy's location, and not just once. Such an error was something that shouldn't have occurred to someone of Chen Chuan's caliber.
Chen Chuan spun his knife, knocking away the needles. Seizing the opportunity, Xia Sheng quickly rushed forward, thrusting both short sticks towards Chen Chuan's chest and abdomen. Meanwhile, he positioned the other stick to aim at Chen Chuan's knife-wielding arm.
Chen Chuan, unable to react in time, didn't plan to counter with his knife. Instead, he raised his free arm to block, and a loud bang echoed as he knocked away one of the short sticks with his arm. Simultaneously, he reached out with his other hand, aiming for Xia Sheng's face.
Midway, Chen Chuan's hand snapped back, catching a stone hurtling towards his face with a sharp slap. However, his knife continued its upward trajectory.
A swiftly flying stone accurately struck the knife, its force causing a loud clang. Xia Sheng barely managed to twist the stick, narrowly blocking the knife.
Chen Chuan crushed the stone in his hand, ready to pursue. But as he lifted his foot slightly, his body leaned back, dodging a bent knife. The flying knife spun in the air and returned to Lao Han's hand.
Xia Sheng retreated a few steps, his heart racing as he looked at Chen Chuan. "Cross-training... No wonder..."
Chen Chuan glanced at Lao Han. The information on this person was incomplete, but based on his physique and muscle analysis, it was determined that he excelled in long-range attacks, which seemed to be accurate.
Lao Han maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far from Chen Chuan, applying pressure and posing a threat. More importantly, this distance likely facilitated an easy retreat. If an opportunity didn't present itself soon or if Xia Sheng was defeated, Lao Han would undoubtedly withdraw without hesitation.
Lao Han intended to eliminate the team in one fell swoop, eradicating future troubles. He had initially planned to use the Lynx Talisman on Xu Xian Wen, but now, he decided to use it on Chen Chuan first.
With these two individuals taken care of, he would only have to face Xu Xian Wen, significantly reducing the difficulty.
Changing his mind, he swiftly waved the Lynx Talisman, then ignored Chen Chuan and rushed towards Xia Sheng.
Lao Han, holding the flying knife, was about to strike again when he suddenly felt a searing pain in his chest and abdomen, as if something had abruptly appeared, tearing and gnawing at his insides.
Startled by this sudden change, he seemed to realize something.
The Viper Team was a splinter group from the Venom Sect, and although he wasn't skilled in religious rituals, he had heard of similar methods. Connecting this to Chen Chuan's earlier peculiar behavior, he didn't hesitate to turn and flee.
Xia Sheng, fully focused on Chen Chuan, was unaware of Lao Han's predicament. Seeing the knife's gleam, he hastily blocked it with his sticks, but the force of the knife's momentum shook his sticks, causing them to fly outward, and his arms went numb.
Although his speed could still keep up, the power gap between them was too vast. When the disparity reached a certain point, no amount of skill could make up for it.
At this critical moment, Lao Han should have provided support and restrained his opponent's offensive. However, this time, he didn't, and Chen Chuan felt something amiss. His body flickered, and he retreated in the blink of an eye, leaving behind a residual image.
Chen Chuan thrust his knife forward with astonishing speed, almost sticking to his opponent, creating another residual image. He slashed through his opponent's heart, and before Xiao Sheng could even scream, Chen Chuan's palm struck his neck, quickly retracting.
Xiao Sheng's throat made a choking sound, and his head slumped onto his chest. His entire body hung limply on the blade.
Chen Chuan casually swung his knife, sending Xiao Sheng's body flying over ten meters away, where it tumbled on the ground before going silent.
"The fourth one, and..." Chen Chuan said, his gaze shifting to Lao Han, who was staggering downhill. He turned and followed.
As Lao Han ran, he desperately tried to tap into his body's potential, squeezing out essence blood, hoping to restore his altered organs and internal organs being devoured by the aberrant organism.
But it was futile; whatever grew back was consumed just as quickly. Even taking the potential-stimulating drug was ineffective; the organism seemed ravenous, relentlessly ravaging his body.
Realizing he couldn't run much further, Lao Han grabbed a tree and pulled out a syringe from his body, intending to inject it into his neck. But as he raised his hand, the syringe shattered with a 'crack' from a flying pebble.
Undeterred, he continued running, scooping up the remaining liquid with his hand and bringing it to his mouth. Suddenly, he heard a 'boom' beside his ear, and a large hole appeared in his chest. He took a few more steps before involuntarily kneeling on the ground.
Hearing footsteps approaching from behind, he felt a hand rest on his head, seemingly adjusting something. His bulging eyes revealed a look of terror as he seemed to realize something.
Chen Chuan clenched his fist, and with a 'crack', the skull beneath his palm split open, wisps of hot mist rising from his fingers.
"The fifth one..."
In a short while, he had eliminated all five individuals.
In this version, he utilized haunt stories, secret sect rituals, and his own combat prowess to swiftly dismantle a highly challenging group that was nearly impossible for a single person to handle, all within a matter of minutes.
Aside from these individuals, only the team leader, Xu Xianwen, remained.
At that very moment, within the Handling Bureau...
On the eve of the Viper Team's attack, the Ferris Wheel Company suddenly sprang into action, and the heavily monitored foreign fighters disappeared from surveillance for a period, prompting the Handling Bureau to reallocate resources in response, suspecting potential troublemaking.
Captain Guan stared at the light screen, where the location representing a specific area of Ink Mountain remained blurred. He walked a few steps and asked several Resonator team members, "Not ready yet?"
He was merely prodding out of habit, as only a few minutes had passed since the incident began, and based on his experience, it shouldn't have been this easy.
But one team member surprised him, "Almost there! We'll establish contact soon!"
Captain Guan's spirits lifted, but he couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so fast this time?"
"It's the Resonator recommended by Executor Chen. He had the Mo Tie Mountain Manor's Resonator team prepare independent field-enhanced biological bodies. While we can't completely break the jamming, we'll be able to make individual contact within three minutes at most."
"Good," Captain Guan sighed in relief. "This way, we can directly signal the security system at Ink Mountain."
The security team at Ink Mountain was notoriously rigid, ensuring the estate owner's privacy and adhering strictly to regulations. Theoretically, once inside the estate, it was considered the owner's private domain.
Without the owner's notification, indirect alarms, or invitations, they wouldn't take a step inside, even if a commotion occurred, as long as it didn't disturb the residents.
Now, not only was the biofield domain blocked, but the radio channels were jammed as well. So, it was natural for them to remain stationary, even if they went to the Judicature Court, as they bore no legal responsibility.
At the foot of the Meng Clan Manor, beside the armed convoy, stood a team of armed personnel with guns, responsible for communication, support, and cover for the offensive team.
A man rushed to the convoy and said to the middle-aged man inside, "Boss, it seems there's an enhanced field signal inside. The external security might soon be aware of the situation here. We haven't heard back from Lao Han. What should we do now?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the thickening fog and the incessant gunfire above and said, "Don't worry, wait a little longer. I trust Lao Han to get the job done."
Just then, someone at the front of the convoy spotted a vague figure emerging from the fog in the distance, heading towards them. Surprised, he wondered if the mission had been accomplished...
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(End of Chapter)
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