Lu Xin really only wanted to take a look.
When you see something new, isn't it normal to borrow it for yourself to take a look?
However, the young man in the Tang suit, who was kicked to the ground by Lu Xin, was clearly in a state of panic.
Even though he was wearing a mask that hid his expression, it was obvious that he was panicking. After retching for a while, he saw that Lu Xin was getting closer, so he crawled up and stumbled a few steps forward to hide behind the armed men.
Faced with Lu Xin, the armed men in the surrounding cars could only gather their courage and surround him no matter how frightened they were. There were quite a few of them. There were a total of eight cars that came just now. Apart from the first car, the other seven cars had at least four armed men in each car. Three or four of them were dead, and there were more than twenty of them left. Half of them were scattered in the ruins to investigate and had not returned yet.