Along with the spinning of the Tai Chi Diagram, the speed of the drill increased sharply by several times.
At this point, Liu Zheng began to struggle, and the muscles on his arms started to deform.
"Iron Block!"
So he used his skill.
The originally robust Artificial Body immediately transformed into a big iron lump, remaining motionless no matter how the drill rotated.
"How is this possible?!"
Fat Biao was shocked.
He had once fought against the temporary workers of the Security Department and immediately recognized this as a skill unique to City Hall employees.
"Could it be that I will really die here today?"
Desperation flickered through Fat Biao's mind.
"No! Even if I die, I won't let you have your way!"
A hint of determination flashed through his mind.
The black and white inner cores suddenly separated, their light flickering like a faulty bulb.
"Is this a self-detonation?"
Liu Zheng realized immediately.
