Lu Xin really only wanted to take a look.
He had come across something new and wanted to borrow it for a closer look. Wasn't that perfectly normal?
But the young man in the traditional robe, whom Lu Xin had kicked to the ground, clearly displayed tremendous panic.
Even though he wore a mask that concealed his expression, it was obvious how flustered he was. After dry-heaving for a while, he saw Lu Xin approaching, scrambled to his feet, and staggered forward several steps before hiding behind several armed personnel.
Facing Lu Xin, the armed personnel around the vehicles could only muster their courage and close in, no matter how frightened they were. There were quite a few of them. Eight vehicles had arrived in total. Apart from the first vehicle, each of the other seven had at least four armed personnel. Three or four had died, leaving more than twenty. Half of them were still scattered among the ruins, searching and unable to return.
There were still more than ten left. Tense, they formed a line and blocked Lu Xin's path.
Quite a few of them were nervously switching to special bullets, while others even pulled out some strange instruments.
Even so, as they looked at Lu Xin, the muzzles still trembled slightly.
"You... who exactly are you?"
Dragon Team Leader seemed to be trembling as well. His voice was full of suspicion and alarm.
"Didn't I already tell you?"
Lu Xin frowned. "I was just passing through and waiting for a friend, but you refused to let me go."
As he spoke, he slowly walked forward.
"Clatter..."
The line of gun muzzles rose, but the armed personnel leaned back slightly as a whole.
"Wait..."
Dragon Team Leader's voice suddenly became urgent. He shouted, "You really weren't specifically