Once, I wanted to be a good person

Chapter 167 16. Send the enemy to meet God! (10,000 characters for monthly ticket!)_3

And because the Bound Spirit could only attach itself to a limited number of times, it would take four to five hours of recovery to replenish the number of attachments and attach again, hence, it could not fire a second shot.

That got Fang Ze thinking.

If he left an extra attachment chance for the Bound Spirit, allowing it to seamlessly attach to the handgun twice, would that not then make it possible to fire two consecutive shots?

In the future, when facing someone with many defensive artifacts like himself, wouldn't that be akin to having an ace in the hole? Not limited to a single strike anymore.

Thus, Fang Ze reserved one attachment chance for the Bound Spirit.

After devouring the host's soul, apart from an increase in attachment power and number of times, the most significant change in the Bound Spirit was that it now had a body, and it was almost an immortal one at that.

Due to years of fusion and adaptation, after devouring the host's soul, the Bound Spirit had successfully taken "possession" of the host's body, completely merging with it.

But because of the Bound Spirit's uniqueness, as long as her body wasn't thoroughly destroyed, she could slowly heal her injuries over time.

Moreover, even though her body was warm, she didn't require breathing, eating, or drinking.

A true humanoid weapon!

After understanding the changes to the Bound Spirit following the consumption of the host, Fang Ze finally realized why that mastermind behind the scenes was willing to sacrifice such a beautifully explosive body and instead opted to cultivate a Disaster Creature.

It was just too tempting...

Thinking of the mastermind, Fang Ze's mood inevitably darkened quite a bit.

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Although the leotard-wearing woman was merely a minion, Fang Ze had nonetheless gleaned a lot of useful information from her inner voice.

Even though Fang Ze was still unclear on who the true mastermind behind the assassination was, at least he now knew the leather-clad woman's superior: a Deputy Director of the Investigation Bureau from Emerald City...

And the identity of the leather-clad woman was even more intriguing.

A member of the Federal Defense Team.

Later, for some strange reason, she was recalled to Emerald City and then actively recruited by that Deputy Director.

Although the woman believed it all to be coincidence, frankly, Fang Ze thought there might be more to the story.

The driver turned on the light, searched for a moment, and then took out some change to return to Fang Ze.

After getting out of the taxi, climbing up the stairs, and arriving at his apartment door, Fang Ze took out his keys, ready to unlock it.

But he hadn't yet inserted the key when he suddenly stopped.

Because something felt off.

He had clearly turned off the lights when he left the apartment.

But now, why could he see a light through the crack of the door?

Could it be... that in addition to that leather-clad woman, someone else had come to assassinate him?

With that thought, Fang Ze involuntarily paused.

He hid by the door and then summoned Mei, instructing her to sneak into the apartment and have a look.

As a Shadow Warrior, Mei could travel through shadows, and what was most plentiful at night were shadows.

So, she simply found a suitable shadow on the ground, then dived into it, entering the apartment.

Clutching his dagger, Fang Ze positioned himself ready to rush in at any moment to confront the enemy if a fight broke out inside.

As he was thinking this, suddenly, the apartment door was gently opened from inside, and Mei's little head peeked out.

Her big eyes looked at Fang Ze, then she softly called, "Master."

Seeing Mei act this way, Fang Ze hesitated for a moment, unsure of what she meant.

But, because of his trust in her, Fang Ze eventually stepped forward.

Approaching the doorway, with Mei stepping aside, Fang Ze could finally see the situation inside...

Bai Zhi was elegantly reclining on the sofa, her head lowered, asleep...

Then, Mei carefully pointed towards the inner room.

Following the direction of her finger, Fang Ze looked over and saw Little Bai Ling lying on his bed, sprawled out and sound asleep...