PDLP Chapter 51 Speak Louder!
Chapter 51 Speak Louder!
The sharp, high-pitched music instantly filled the entire lounge, and the ear-piercing roar made everyone's heart pound wildly.
Nobody knows where Biaozi found this old speaker. The sound quality was explosive and noisy, exuding domineering power while also being extremely lethal.
Everyone in the room immediately covered their ears, but the high-frequency noise was extremely penetrating. It felt like their eardrums were being repeatedly pierced by fine needles. Even if they blocked their ears tightly, they couldn't stop the noise from drilling into their heads.
Under the influence of the chaotic and noisy sound waves, the disguise on Huanlang's body was finally completely removed. His forearm was pierced by Sun Tiemei's ice spear, and the bleeding hole was tightly sealed. The bright red blood was frozen under the ice.
But this minor injury was nothing to him; it was just that the overwhelming noise greatly diminished his ability to etherealize and transform.
At this moment, the high-decibel noise was frantically assaulting his senses, completely disrupting the energy channels within his body, making it impossible to stably activate them, and directly reducing his combat power by more than half.
Outside the lounge, a dense crowd of members from various field teams of the Supernatural Abilities Bureau stood, surrounding the room and making it completely impenetrable. However, no one rushed in. Firstly, the lounge was cramped and confined, simply unable to accommodate a large number of personnel in combat; too many people would only hinder each other. Secondly, several important leaders were seated inside, overseeing the operation. Fighting in such a confined environment risked the potential for innocent bystanders to be caught in the crossfire of supernatural abilities, posing a significant risk.
Furthermore, given that Phantom Wolf's combat strength had plummeted and he could no longer cause much trouble, everyone tacitly stopped outside the door, guarding all the exits, and handed over the final capture operation entirely to the five groups that had already entered the arena.
The noise inside was deafening, but Phantom Wolf paid no attention to the severe injury that pierced his arm. His eyes turned cold, and he raised his other hand to cleave the ice spear that was piercing his forearm in half before standing up.
Chen Shi instantly understood; this guy wouldn't surrender easily. Even surrounded and with his abilities severely restricted, he wouldn't obediently confess; he was clearly going to fight to the death like a cornered beast.
Chen Shi tried to speak, attempting to persuade the other side to give up resistance: "Phantom Wolf, stop. You're surrounded."
He shouted with all his might, his throat tightening, but all sounds were ineffective against the noise. The shrill music swallowed every word; not only Phantom Wolf, but even he himself could barely hear what he was saying.
The fat man was now completely tense, staring intently at the rising phantom wolf, and had steadied himself in a defensive stance. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Chen Shi's mouth opening and closing, clearly trying to speak, but no sound came out. He immediately frowned and shouted back, "What did you say?"
Similarly, his voice was completely drowned out by the noise as soon as it came out. Chen Shi was not giving up and roared again with all his might, his voice almost splitting in two. But everyone still looked blank, having no idea what he was saying.
Chen Shi utterly resigned himself to his fate. He was completely powerless to intervene in today's fight. No, to be precise, he couldn't even get a word in edgewise. All communication was cut off by this agonizing noise, including Chen Shi's most effective psychological warfare tactics.
Sun Tiemei, standing nearby, also tried to give orders. She noticed that Huanlang's center of gravity had shifted, leaving the left flank open. She shouted at the top of her lungs to Fatty and Chang Biao, signaling them to attack the left flank. However, just like Chen Shi, the two of them remained focused on the battlefield, each on their own guard.
But Sun Tiemei was always decisive and efficient. Since she couldn't hear clearly, she simply stopped talking and raised her hand to conjure several sharp ice blades, accurately blocking all of Huanlang's right-side movement and cutting off his escape route.
The next second, Phantom Wolf's figure suddenly swayed, his movements elusive. He decisively abandoned the right side and rushed straight to the left side to break through the gap. His target was cunning, aiming straight for the fat man's lower body.
The fat man reacted quickly, instantly tightening his stance to block, but the phantom wolf's strength was too fierce. Even though it didn't hit any vital points, the sharp punch still grazed the fat man's waist.
The fat man lost his balance and subconsciously took two steps back. After regaining his footing, he immediately became anxious, pointing at the phantom wolf and shouting incessantly, his mouth opening and closing rapidly, his face full of indignation.
Chen Shi was close enough to barely make out his lip movements. He started with the phrase "not speaking of martial virtue," but then his speech became too fast and his emotions too intense to be recognized. However, it was easy to guess that he was probably talking about a bunch of down-to-earth traditional Chinese culture.
Taking advantage of the moment when Huanlang was pressuring the fat man, Chang Biao seized the opportunity, flashing forward from the side. He spotted an opening in Huanlang's face, mustered all his strength, and lunged forward, intending to strike a vital point at close range. However, Huanlang's combat experience was too seasoned; even though his combat strength was less than half of his usual level, he was still not to be underestimated.
He deftly sidestepped Chang Biao's heavy blow, then precisely grabbed Chang Biao's wrist with his backhand, using the momentum of Chang Biao's forward lunge to execute a clean over-the-shoulder throw.
With a muffled thud, Chang Biao was slammed hard onto the floor, his body tingling and grimacing in pain. But in combat mode, Chang Biao was clearly a ruthless man. The moment he landed, he kicked Huanlang with both feet. Huanlang hurriedly released his grip and retreated, intentionally moving towards the speaker.
Upon seeing this, Chen Shi immediately understood Huan Lang's intention. He wanted to destroy the speaker first to unleash his superpower. So Chen Shi immediately gave the three of them a look, while his hands flew up and down, making a set of fast and precise tactical hand gestures to quickly arrange an encirclement formation.
Sun Tiemei and the other two stared at his dazzling fingers for two seconds before looking away.
I don't understand it at all.
Although they couldn't understand Chen Shi, Fatty and Chang Biao understood Huan Lang's thoughts, so they quickly entangled with him again.
The Phantom Wolf's attacks grew increasingly ferocious, each punch and pounce aimed directly at vital points, clearly intending to fight to the death. The fat man, enraged by the attack, had completely abandoned all restraints, unleashing his full power and pushing his physical defenses to the limit, managing to withstand wave after wave of the Phantom Wolf's ferocious assault.
He charged forward recklessly, seizing the opportunity to use his arms to grip Huanlang's waist tightly, locking his torso in place. Huanlang, equally bloodthirsty, was no less ruthless. Even with the 300-pound fat man holding him firmly, he still unleashed tremendous strength, grabbing the fat man's waist with both hands and lifting him into the air before slamming him heavily to the ground.
But the fat man reacted extremely quickly. The moment his feet left the ground, his arms immediately wrapped tightly around Huanlang's neck, preventing him from exerting any force or breaking free. In this brief stalemate, Chang Biao precisely seized the opening, quickly lunged forward, and delivered a powerful punch directly to Huanlang's abdomen. The force was solid, instantly disrupting the opponent's breathing and rhythm.
At the same moment, Sun Tiemei unleashed a burst of cold energy from her fingertips, and icy ice spread rapidly along the ground, instantly wrapping around Huanlang's legs, freezing layer by layer, and firmly sealing off his lower body movement.
The three executed a perfect teamwork, locking down the top, middle, and bottom lanes simultaneously, completely trapping this top criminal.
Seeing this, Chen Shi hurriedly came up, took out a specially made electrode collar from his waist, and fastened it to the back of the phantom wolf's neck.
With a crisp click, the lock clicked shut. The fat man immediately loosened his grip on the phantom wolf and took a half-step back.
The moment he loosened his grip, the electrode collar suddenly triggered, and thin blue currents surged, spreading from his neck throughout his body. A crackling sound of electricity filled the air, and Phantom Wolf's muscles instantly stiffened and tensed before he collapsed to the ground.
Chang Biao strode over to the speaker, raised his hand, and pressed the power button. The piercing noise abruptly stopped.
For a moment, the lounge was eerily quiet. The tense atmosphere that had just been building completely relaxed with the capture of Phantom Wolf.
The group stood there, letting out a long sigh of relief as if all their strength had been drained away. They had been tense the entire time, every second a struggle to push their limits, and only after it was over did they realize how exhausted and sore they were.
The team members guarding outside the door relaxed as soon as they saw that the battle inside the house had completely ended.
The group inside took a while to recover before the tinnitus gradually subsided. The fat man, rubbing his waist where the punch had hit him, spoke first, his voice booming: "My god, that sound was absolutely devastating! Fighting was one thing, but it almost ruined my ears!"
Chang Biao patted the fat man on the shoulder and said, "Keep your voice down."
Sun Tiemei stood still, dispelling the chill around her. The tension in her usually cold eyes finally eased as she glanced at the fallen Huanlang.
Chen Shi couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the two fat men's slightly disheveled appearance.
This is Group Five. Apart from Sun Tiemei, the others all seem a bit unreliable, but it is this unreliable team that actually managed to defeat this crazy wolf.