The car door was closed with the sound of a bang.

Alena Wright struggled, but she couldn't get rid of the big hand behind her in any case. She could only make intermittent whimpers.

She looked around in fear. Everything around her was sending dangerous signals to her. Before she could figure out a way to get out, she suddenly stretched out a white handkerchief from behind.

Just as she was about to speak, she felt that her consciousness was instantly diminished. She didn't know anything in the darkness before her eyes.

This series of processes was almost between electric light and flint. The owner of the big hand behind...