Song Qian'ai hurriedly rolled up the car window, but the fear in her eyes couldn't dissipate.
She regretted it so much at this moment, but it was useless to regret it now.
The saying "curiosity killed the cat" was proving to be so true. If she hadn't been so curious, how would she have ended up in such a dangerous situation?
Her phone was dead. What should she do?
This time, she was truly in a situation where heaven couldn't answer her cries, and the earth wouldn't respond.
She was terribly anxious, but there was no way out. She couldn't contact anyone; she was just a weak woman with no martial skills at all. How could she be a match for those people?
And moreover, they were a group of towering foreigners.
Just when she felt her limbs going weak, those people had already reached her, surrounding her car.
What terrified her the most was a man in black in front of her who was holding a gun aimed at her.
He gestured for her to get out of the car.
