Nia Mitchell heard Charles Northwood's voice and instantly shouted out loudly.
Charles Northwood abruptly opened his eyes, glanced at his phone, and immediately sat up from the couch.
"What happened? Where are you?"
"I'm at the bottom of the mountain, I... ah!"
"Bang!"
A man suddenly struck with a hammer, and the car window cracked instantly.
Nia Mitchell trembled with fear, wanting to escape, but the car doors on both sides were flanked by big men in black.
Fear! Terror!
Already weakened, Nia Mitchell had no idea what to do at this moment.
"Hello? Nia Mitchell! Nia Mitchell!"
On the other end, Charles Northwood frowned, his face full of tension.
"I don't know what's happening, someone blocked my car, they're smashing my car window, ah!"
"Bang!"
Another hammer blow, the car window shattered completely.
The man, seeing the car window shattered, immediately reached in and opened the car door.
"Go away! Get away! Don't come near!"
