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Chapter 20 Fierce Underground Battle

As Sun Tiemei spoke, a trace of white frost had already formed on her fingertips.

In the darkness, several people dressed in black rushed in from all directions.

The first person's fingers crackled with electric arcs, then transformed into an electric net that descended upon the five groups of three. Sun Tiemei waved her hands, and an ice wall instantly formed above her head. The electric net struck the ice wall, scattering the electric arcs in all directions.

At the same instant, an extremely thin silver thread shot out from the depths of darkness and wrapped around Sun Tiemei's right wrist. Then a second, and a third, emerged simultaneously from all directions, locking the joints of both her hands and temporarily interrupting her release of ice energy.

A man wielding a knife rushed forward and slashed horizontally at the fat man's abdomen. The fat man sucked in his stomach. The knife didn't tear his clothes, but it did sever a button. This time, the fat man wasn't angry; instead, he trembled. The man's knife skills were clearly very disciplined, and his strength was immense. If he were to be struck, it wouldn't be as simple as a white mark.

Right now, the fat man can only rely on his agile movements to entangle with him, hoping that the boss can take control of the situation as soon as possible.

Seeing the fat man struggling, Chang Biao was about to help when a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Chang Biao's right ankle and pulling him forcefully into the ground. In an instant, Chang Biao sank half a foot into the ground. He quickly raised his left foot and stomped hard on the man's head, the force of the impact driving the man into the ground, freeing his right foot. But then another man in black emerged from behind the supporting pillar, holding a pitch-black dagger, aiming straight for Chang Biao's side.

Although Sun Tiemei's hands were controlled, she could still freeze the silver threads with the cold air emanating from her body. However, as soon as she froze one thread, a new one would wrap around her again. The thread controller clearly knew that he could not harm Sun Tiemei; he was simply binding her, wearing her down, and using countless silver threads to buy her time.

If Sun Tiemei were to unleash her Ice Domain, she could certainly freeze all those annoying silver threads, and even turn the entire underground space into an ice cellar. No matter how deeply the thread controller hid, it would be useless. However, Fatty was still engaged in close combat with the man with the knife, while Chang Biao was being attacked from both sides. If the Ice Domain were fully activated, neither of them would be able to escape.

Therefore, she had to hold back, trying to break free from the silver threads while carefully controlling her power output.

For a time, all three members of the five groups were simultaneously engaged in a fierce battle.

Chen Shi waited up there for a long time, but the three of them didn't come up. At first, he chatted casually with the old man, but gradually, he felt something was wrong. There were some strange sounds coming from the cave entrance. Chen Shi quickly bent down to listen. First, he heard a few muffled thuds, then a series of impact sounds. Then someone shouted "Biaozi!" but the shout was muffled halfway through and then seemed to be covered by something.

Although he didn't know what was going on down there, Chen Shi was certain that the team leader and his team were in trouble.

To download or not to download?

The answer is obvious. Not to mention that Group Five is like family, that fat guy is his best friend, Chang Biao treats him very well, and the group leader? The group leader has been praising him recently.

Chen Shi didn't have time to think about whether he could help or become a burden if he went down, but at this moment he only had one choice: to jump.

He glanced at the old man and said in a fierce tone, "You'd better stay put. If you dare to run away, that bald guy will come looking for you every day. He's not very bright."

The old man agreed, nodding his head until it was a blur.

After saying this, Chen Shi quickly pulled a throat lozenge from his pocket, gripped his riot baton, took a deep breath, and jumped down.

Then the people below heard a thud, followed by an "Ouch!"

Upon hearing the sound, everyone below was stunned for a moment.

Chang Biao called out, "Is that Xiao Shi?"

It's about 4 meters high from the ground to the ground. Although Chen Shi mustered up his courage, courage and physical strength have nothing to do with each other. He still sprained his ankle.

Chen Shi quickly replied, "I'm fine, I just twisted my ankle. Is everyone alright?"

The fat man dodged the knife by sidestepping, then rolled flat on the ground.

"Good my ass! What are you doing down here? Do you even think you can get back up?"

"It might be a bit difficult." Chen Shi looked up at the large hole above his head.

The men in black glanced at Chen Shi and then ignored him. What kind of tough guy could someone who could twist his ankle just by jumping down be?

After a very brief pause, the two sides resumed their fierce fighting.

Chen Shi watched with great anxiety. Several times Chang Biao narrowly avoided being stabbed by the dagger, but he didn't know if he would be so lucky next time.

At this moment, Sun Tiemei suddenly shouted, "Chen Shi, speak up!"

Talk? Talk about what? Isn't this the time to fight? Then Chen Shi realized. Right, he's a support. His special ability isn't fighting, it's telling jokes. No, it's not telling jokes, it's chatting. It's making people listen to him.

Then he observed the scene again. The team leader was holding up for the time being, so he decided to help Fatty and Brother Biao first.

"Machete Bro, Machete Bro, wait a minute."

The man in black with the knife ignored him and chased after the fat man, slashing him diagonally again.

"I'm serious, when you chop him, don't chop his clothes! Chop him on the head."

The man in black, holding the knife, paused. Not because he heeded the advice, but because the question was so strange; he desperately wanted to ask, "Why?"

But he held back; he was a professional.

"I'm not kidding, his wife bought the clothes. Every time his clothes get torn, his wife interrogates him, and he has to make up excuses. What will he do this time?"

The fat man rolled from one side of the metal frame to the other, cursing as he rolled: "Chen Shi, shut the fuck up! Who told you to tell my wife?"

Chen Shi ignored the fat man and continued to output.

"If you really want to tear the clothes, that's fine. But after you tear them, can you write a statement saying that the clothes were torn while on official duty? That way, he'll get less scolded. By the way, after you write the statement, does your organization have an official seal? If not, a fingerprint will do."

The man in black with the knife finally lost his temper. He whirled around and yelled at Chen Shi, "Shut the hell up!"

Just as he turned around, the fat man was already close to him, hugging him tightly, and then smashing a fierce headbutt into the man's head. The man's forehead immediately caved in, and then he slowly collapsed to the ground.

The fat man, panting, pointed at Chen Shi: "You're not allowed to mention a single word of what you just said to your sister-in-law when we get back."

"I was saving you."

"You're going to save me my ass."

After saying that, the fat man rushed towards Chang Biao. The two men who were attacking Chang Biao were shocked. Why was the fat man coming over? Then they saw that their companion was lying on the ground unconscious.

Although they had heard Chen Shi's voice just now, it was far away and had very limited influence, so they couldn't understand why their companion, who had been firmly in control, had suddenly stopped.

The one with the dagger had been circling Chang Biao, moving very quickly, and stabbing at Chang Biao from all angles, but Chang Biao managed to dodge each time.

But he quickly realized he couldn't move fast anymore. The fat man, who usually stood in front of him, could stab him in the stomach with a dagger as easily as stabbing a metal plate. The dagger-wielding man's hand trembled so badly he almost dropped the knife.

"Are you done?" the fat man asked, looking at him. "It's my turn now."

Dagger Guy took a step back. Although he was fast, against a tough guy like Fatty, even the fastest speed was just a scratch. Chen Shi no longer needed to worry about this fight.

Chang Biao was carefully watching the ground. That guy who could move around on the ground was very well hidden, and would occasionally pop out from the ground to launch a sneak attack. Just now, Biaozi was tripped up by him and almost got hurt.

Chen Shi turned his gaze to the ground.

"Brother Earthworm........"

Chang Biao and Fatty both choked at the same time. Fatty was currently holding Dagger Bro by the neck and pinning him against the wall. He turned around and laughed, cursing, "You're really creative."

"Hey earthworm, stop hiding! I just saw you crawl to the left."

The ground remained completely still.

"I just wanted to ask you something: do you wash your work clothes yourself or does your family wash them for you?"

At this moment, a tiny mound of earth rose up from the ground, then quickly shrank back.

"If you wash these clothes yourself, they'll be covered in mud and sand. Can your washing machine handle it? The drain will get clogged."

The mound swelled up again, as if it wanted to argue.

Chen Shi seemed not to notice and continued along the same lines: "If your family were washing your clothes, it's wrong of you to treat them like this. Let me tell you, that fat guy's wife..."

The mound finally exploded, and a person sprang out from underground, running towards Chen Shi like a madman, cursing "Fuck you" and other such swear words.

Then, he was sent flying by Chang Biao's punch, and then there was no sound.

Chang Biao and Fatty were exhausted, but they couldn't rest yet because there were still two enemies to deal with.

Just as the two of them rushed toward Sun Tiemei, the air vibrated violently.

A fist suddenly appeared from the darkness, as if cleaving through the air, moving with incredible speed and bursting with explosive force.

They were attacking Chen Shi directly.

Chen Shi opened his mouth, but before he could utter a single word, his fist was already close to his face.