Chapter 99 Is This Fang Xiu a Human or a Demon?

The ability of hair ghost is really useful.

Similar to making a clone, as long as a silver hair is injected into the human body, this silver hair will devour the human flesh and blood crazily, and then transform the person into a ghost slave with black hair all over his body.

Just like the ghost slaves in Black Water Village.

These black-haired ghost slaves are just low-level ghost slaves, and there are also high-level silver-haired ghost slaves.

That is, the ghost slaves whose bodies are made of silver hair, such ghost slaves are far superior to black-haired ghost slaves in terms of strength, speed and defense.

However, making silver-haired ghost slaves requires a large amount of silver hair, which consumes too much and cannot be mass-produced.

At this time, the alarm sounded, and footsteps and the sound of guns being loaded were heard from all directions in the building.

Fang Xiu was not surprised by this, after all, the building was monitored.

Soon, teams of mercenaries in black bulletproof suits poured out like a tide, each holding a submachine gun.

After seeing Fang Xiu and the ghost slaves, they opened fire without hesitation.

Ta-ta-ta.......

Intensive gunfire sounded, and a net of countless bullets enveloped Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's expression remained unchanged, and he stood quietly.

The next moment, his hair suddenly turned silver and continued to grow.

The long silver hair quickly wrapped his whole body, forming a silkworm chrysalis made of hair.

Ding-ding-ding.......

The bullets hit the silver hair, and the sound of metal clashing continued to sound, and for a while, fire splashed everywhere.

In the monitoring room, Ma Wenbin, the president of the Guangming Club, and three members were staring at the monitor closely.

"Is he the only one here?" Ma Wenbin asked.

"We checked all around, and he's the only one."

Ma Wenbin was slightly stunned, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that this action was not instructed by the Investigation Bureau, but Fang Xiu's private action.

This Fang Xiu is really brave enough to come to the door alone."

"President, what should we do? Will killing him cause dissatisfaction from the Investigation Bureau?"

"Dissatisfied?" Ma Wenbin snorted coldly: "I'm still dissatisfied! Someone has come to my door. If I kill him, it's called legitimate defense. Even the Investigation Bureau can't say anything. Besides, I give so much money to the headquarters every year, and it's all in vain?"

"President, the information shows that Fang Xiu is a perceptual ability user. How come he can control his hair now? Can he control others with his hair?"

"You ask me, who the hell should I ask?"

While several people were discussing, a sudden change occurred in the surveillance video.

On the silkworm chrysalis wrapped around Fang Xiu, countless thin silver hairs suddenly burst out, like an overwhelming spider web, spreading wildly around.

The mercenaries were terrified. They kept firing, but even though the bullets were thrown freely, they could not shake the silver hairs at all.

In just a moment, the silver hairs had covered their bodies.

"Ahhh!"

The painful wails continued to sound.

But soon it stopped, because they were all wrapped into silver silkworm pupae.

As the hairs tightened, the sound of bones breaking sounded.

Crackling...

The silver silkworm pupae slowly seeped out of the red blood, and in a moment they turned into bloody silkworm pupae.

The scene was once very terrifying.

In the empty hall, dozens of bloody silkworm pupae stood there motionless.

The next moment, the long silver hair slowly retracted, and the blood on it was also absorbed by the silver hair.

And from those silkworm pupae, a group of strange slaves with black hair all over their bodies walked out.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu moved. He walked calmly into the depths of the building. Behind him, dozens of gloomy and terrifying strange slaves followed closely like puppets being controlled.

In the monitoring room, Ma Wenbin and others were horrified when they saw this scene.

Some people even said in horror: "What kind of ability is this? Is Fang Xiu a human or a ghost?"

"President, what should we do now? How about I go to meet him?" A member volunteered.

Ma Wenbin cursed directly: "Have you watched too much anime? You still want to meet him? Do you have to let me learn from the villains in the anime, sending my brothers to die one by one, and then I sit on the top floor of the building waiting for him to come up?

In the end, we two fight alone?

Are you stupid!

This is our territory, we have many people, and he is only one person, of course we will go together!"

With that, Ma Wenbin took a few people downstairs to find Fang Xiu.

In the building.

Fang Xiu was leading a group of ghost slaves to move forward, and suddenly, a white mist surged in the corridor.

This white mist was huge, spreading like a tide, and it filled the entire corridor in just an instant.

Looking at the white fog, it was impossible to see through it. The visibility was extremely low. It was conceivable that once you entered it, you would be almost blind.

But after Fang Xiu saw the white fog, he did not retreat but walked straight into it.

In an instant, his figure was shrouded by the white fog, and his eyes were all white and he could not see anything clearly.

Not only that, the white fog seemed to suppress perception. As a spirit master, his sensitive senses were also suppressed here.

Even the white fog was abnormally sticky. Entering it was like being under water, and every move was met with great resistance.

In the depths of the white fog, Ma Wenbin and others stared at Fang Xiu intently, but Fang Xiu could not see them at this time.

A gloomy man in his thirties sneered: "He is really a young man who is not afraid of tigers. He dares to walk directly into my Mist Hidden. He has become completely blind here. What if he has dozens of black-haired subordinates?

President, it seems that you don't need to do anything. Leave it to me."

As soon as the voice fell, the man took out a dagger and disappeared in the white mist.

The speed was very fast. He felt like a fish in water in the white mist.

"President, can he go by himself? This Fang Xiu doesn't look as simple as he seems." The speaker was a man with a scar on his face and holding two guns.

Ma Wenbin looked at Fang Xiu gloomily and said coldly: "Let him try first, you wait for the opportunity to find the flaw and kill him directly with the spiritual bullet.

And you, Lao Zhao, quickly cast a weakness curse on Fang Xiu, this kid is too calm, it's abnormal."

The man named Lao Zhao looked very gentle, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a somewhat elegant temperament.

"Okay, President." Lao Zhao responded, and then stretched out his palm to Fang Xiu in the white mist, and a hidden spiritual wave instantly hit Fang Xiu's body.

Fang Xiu instantly felt his body hollowed out.

The whole person was like having a severe cold, and he couldn't muster any strength all over his body.

The scene was extremely dangerous for a while.

The fog-hidden ability user was hiding in the dark, constantly approaching Fang Xiu's back, trying to sneak attack.

The man with two guns had already raised his gun and aimed at Fang Xiu through the mist, waiting for the moment when he showed a flaw.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses continued to cast weakness curses, making Fang Xiu unable to muster any strength.

Ma Wenbin, the president of the Guangming Club, was watching in secret.

Suddenly, the man from the fog moved, and his figure was like a ghost, stabbing Fang Xiu's back fiercely.