Chapter 99: Human Or Specter?

Chapter 99: Human Or Specter?

The Hair Specter's ability was indeed useful.

By injecting a single silver hair strand into a human body, the strand would frenziedly devour the person's flesh and blood, transforming them into a Specter Slave made entirely of black hair, similar to those residents of Blackwater.

These black-haired Specter Slaves were merely of low ranks; there were also the more advanced silver-haired Specter Slaves, composed entirely of silver strands.

These silver-haired Specter Slaves surpassed the black-haired ones in strength, speed, and defense. However, creating a silver-haired Specter Slave required a substantial amount of silver hair, making it too costly to mass-produce.

At that moment, an alarm had sounded. Footsteps echoed from all directions inside the building, accompanied by the sound of cocked guns.

Fang Xiu wasn't surprised. After all, he knew that the building was under surveillance.

Soon, teams of mercenaries in black bulletproof vests had swarmed out, each armed with a submachine gun. Upon seeing Fang Xiu and the Specter Slaves, they opened fire without hesitation.

A barrage of gunfire had enveloped Fang Xiu.

Unfazed, he stood still.

Then, his hair suddenly turned silver and grew rapidly, enveloping his entire body in a cocoon made of hair. The bullets had struck the silver hair, producing a symphony of metallic clangs and sparks.

In the commanding room, Ma Wenbin, the leader of Bright Club, along with three members, was watching closely.

"Is he the only one who came?" Ma Wenbin asked.

"We've checked; it's just him," someone replied.

Ma Wenbin smirked coldly, "It seems this isn't some operation led by the Investigation Bureau, but Fang Xiu's personal act. He's got courage, daring to come here alone."

"What should we do, sir? Killing him might provoke the Investigation Bureau," another asked.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

Ma Wenbin snorted, "Provoke? I'm the one who's provoked! We've been attacked, so killing him is nothing but self-defense. Even the Investigation Bureau can't fault us for that. Besides, I've been sending so much money to the headquarters every year, you think that's for nothing?"

Instantly, he was enveloped in the white mist, unable to see anything.

The fog seemed to suppress his psychic senses, making his sensitive perception greatly hindered. The fog was so dense that moving through it felt like moving underwater, greatly resisting every movement.

Deep in the white fog, Ma Wenbin and his group watched Fang Xiu intently.

At this moment, Fang Xiu couldn't see them.

A man in his thirties with a grim face smirked, "He's like an ignorant fool, daring to walk right into my fog. He'll be completely blind in it. No matter how many pawns he has, they'll be useless. Sir, it looks like you won't need to act. Leave it to me."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he pulled out a dagger and jumped into the fog. He moved very swiftly, almost as if he was more at ease in the fog.

"Sir, is it okay for him to go alone? This Fang Xiu doesn't seem as simple as he looks," said a man with a scar on his face, holding two guns.

Ma Wenbin watched Fang Xiu grimly and said coldly, "Let him try first. You look for an opportunity to find a weakness and use Spiritual Energy bullets to kill him. And you, Zhao, quickly cast a Wanning Curse on Fang Xiu. This kid is too calm; it's abnormal."

Zhao, who looked scholarly with gold-rimmed glasses, replied, "Of course, sir."

He then stretched out his hand toward Fang Xiu in the fog, sending a subtle wave of Spiritual Energy that instantly hit the man.

Fang Xiu suddenly felt drained. He felt like he had a severe cold, unable to muster any strength.

The situation was extremely dangerous.

The man who started the fog was hiding, slowly approaching Fang Xiu's back, planning to ambush him.

The man with the guns had already raised his weapon, aiming at Fang Xiu through the fog, waiting for him to show a weakness.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses continued to cast the Wanning Curse, draining Fang Xiu's strength.

Ma Wenbin was watching eagerly from the shadows.

Suddenly, the man in the fog made his move, quick like a ghost. He fiercely stabbed Fang Xiu's back."