As he spoke, another stone flew out of Lu Zhengxu's hand.

"Ah——" Another cry of pain came from the front.

Another man with a scar on the corner of his eye also staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Lu Wu came back to his senses, "Zheng Xu, don't worry, I know."

But before Lu Wu could catch up, the two men turned around and glared at them fiercely.

Scarface raised his hand and wiped his nose, "Brother, there are only two of them chasing us, and the one sitting on the ground seems to be a paraplegic. Let's not run away, let's kill them!"

Yizimei also gritted his teeth, looking fierce, "Okay, kill them!"

Lu Wu was just about to chase them when he saw that the two men not only did not run away, but were walking towards them. He immediately became frightened and his legs began to tremble.

"Zhengxu, they, they are coming."

Lu Zhengxu looked at the two men with deep eyes without a trace of panic. The cold murderous aura on his body made people tremble with fear. "Brother Wu, go around behind them. When they get rid of the sacks in their hands, you go back with the sacks and leave the rest to me."

"Then you..." Lu Wu looked at Lu Zhengxu with some concern.

Although he was a little scared and cowardly, he also knew Lu Zhengxu's current state. If he left Lu Zhengxu behind, Lu Zhengxu might not be a match for those two people.

"Go quickly!" Lu Zhengxu shouted coldly, his voice carrying the majesty he usually used when training his soldiers in the army.

Lu Wu didn't have time to think and just obeyed the order subconsciously.

A sharp light flashed in Lu Zhengxu's deep eyes, and then the pebbles he had just held in his hand flew out one after another.