Chapter264 A Hopeless Situation 

Nicole sighed in relief when she noticed the fake native.

The torrential rain plunged the night into a cold abyss.

 

The leaves around them rustled loudly as they were drenched in the downpour. Accompanied by the crashing waves from the sea and the wind howling, it was almost phantasmal and despairing.

Nicole was soaked to the bone and shivered in the cold. The chill seemed to drill all the way down
to her marrow.
She had just stopped to gasp for breath when she suddenly heard the flurry of heavy footsteps catching up behind them. It was extraordinarily clear in the darkness.

 

Nicole alid the fake lative exchanged a glance. They they continued to run without hesitation.

 

The cold rain pelted her face like a sharp knife…

After just a few minutes, she felt like her heart was about to jump out, and her legs stopped
listening to her brain. The surrounding environment was dark, and in addition to the rain, it was
impossible to see anything at all.

 

The ground was littered with branches and leaves, but they could only continue to escape, even if it meant crawling away!
The indigenous people chased after them relentlessly and even threw branches at them. Nicole’s back was hit several times, but she merely gritted her teeth and got up to run again.

Her hands had countless wounds after being cut by twigs and thorns, but she was numb ro the pain.
The fake native in fr‹irit of her loved quickly with agility. His body was nimble,
and he had strong athletic qualities.

dare to lag

getting closer. If the indigenous people caught up to them, that would mean

hurling her to the ground. She could not help but let out a scream when

gritted her teeth and pulled herself

tree trunk, her foot lost its ground and she found herself

hands desperately reached out for arlything she could grab. Site managed to

hung from that vine, and her hands were already bleeding from the

her body trembling. She was well aware that her body was at its limit. The sounds of the indigenous people

so strong before, and the chill

the next moment, the fake native that should have run

her out of the pitfall.

she subconsciously looked

into sharp spikes in the pit. For a moment, her hair stood on

by those indigenous people. If she had not grabbed onto the vine, then

wiped her face, not knowing whether it was the rain or her tears. There was

run

turn back. She could not stop. She could not even

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