The night in the mountains is quiet and lonely, and the moonlight reveals the mottled shadows of the branches, casting a bit of shade on the night.
Veronica’s calmness made the three kidnappers very uncomfortable. They glanced at each other, and finally the woman took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone.
Veronica’s gaze fell on a man again; “Give me your coat, and I want to wipe my hair.”
After she said that, she untied her hair and twisted the water.
The man who was glanced at was a little hesitant. It was the woman who called and nodded. He took out the contents of his pocket and threw it to Veronica. Veronica picked it up and slowly wiped his hair.
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