Su Ming instantly charged into the crowd of natives.
A hail of bullets struck his body, ringing out with metallic clinks.
Without hesitation, Su Ming released the back-mounted Mechanical Arm. Four slender mechanical arms immediately extended from his back, then violently braced his body upward.
A look of novelty flashed through Su Ming's eyes.
This was his first time using the back-mounted Mechanical Arm. It was no simple device; operating it was equivalent to gaining another set of hands and feet, making it a test of one's Brain Domain Level.
Once he began operating it in a hurry, he could easily end up in a chaotic tangle of hands and feet.
But... this was not much of a problem for Su Ming. As a mechanic, simultaneously carving several components was no great feat for him.
Multi-control was no challenge to Su Ming!
Su Ming's figure began moving at incredible speed.
With the assistance of the Mechanical Arm, he looked like a giant spider, rapidly scuttling forward.
There were plenty of rocks and obstacles along the route, but the Mechanical Arm avoided them one by one.
In the blink of an eye, Su Ming arrived beside the group of people who had been shooting at him.
The Mechanical Arm danced through the air. Before long, the firearms in the natives' hands had all been jabbed and smashed to pieces.
In the next moment, the Mechanical Arm was about to swing toward the natives.
Once struck by the Mechanical Arm, these natives would inevitably have their bodies pierced with enormous holes by Su Ming, dying beyond any hope of survival.
But at that moment, the Mechanical Arm stopped in midair.
Su Ming let out a soft sigh.
If these natives had all been grown men, killing them would have been nothing.
But