The Foreigner seemed to have his sore spot poked, and his face instantly twisted viciously. "So what if you figured it out? If I don't give it to you, you still can't take it off me even if I die!"
Li Xiaobao squatted at the side, watching the guy cough up blood like he was about to die, and laughed. "Can this thing be burned and destroyed?"
"Of course not. This is an alloy material developed by the Council. Don't say high temperature—even if it's dented by a powerful force, the Metal Element has its own memory function and will return to its original shape within a certain time!"
Hearing that, Li Xiaobao subconsciously looked at the spot that had just been hit by Lin Xue's pistol. Sure enough, the part of the Armor that had caved in was already restoring itself quite a bit.
